The Hidden Heir

Chapter One Hundred And Sixty

“What I need is a hot shower, a hot meal and sleep. Exactly in that order.” Ryan muttered as he dragged his tired body into his house. He plowed straight into the shower in his room and proceeded to have his bath.

He had just finished the first task he was given, which was to give out 100 million dollars to a hundred beggars in 3 hours and he was extremely tired, who wouldn’t? It had been a hell of a day and he wanted his bed badly.

He quickly sent a text to the chef to send his dinner up because he didn’t have the strength to trudge downstairs.

He laid on his bed covers, still tying his towel. He knew that if he got under the covers, he would be asleep faster than a light went out.

Suddenly, his phone rang. He stretched his hand out on the bed and picked it up, his eyes squinting to see who it was and he was excited to see that it was Rebecca calling.

He sat up in his bed and leaned on the headboard, his finger about to slide up to answer it when he stopped. He remembered the mann