"...everything has been written in his name whilst you and your children are left with nothing.""What!?" Literally everyone in the entire room chorused this, well except for Liam. Although he was as dumbstruck as they were."Are you currently seeing straight, Mister Conrad or do you need a new pair of glasses?" Beatrice couldn't hide her dismay."Thanks for your concern, Miss Beatrice. But my vision is quite fine and these glasses are just for fancy," Mr. Conrad responded before staring at Liam who was yet to speak after hearing the news."What in the hell did you just read to my family and me?" His father's wife was already on her feet, looking like life was getting sucked out of her."Charlotte, I am only a mouthpiece of your late husband and not the one who wrote the will. Maybe not transferring your anger toward me would be of help to us all," The lawyer looked like he would be anywhere but there."Why would he leave everything for me? This doesn't make sense," Liam had his brows
As Liam gazed at the body of his late father, he couldn't help but ponder what their relationship would have been if they had met sooner before his death.Of a truth, they looked so much alike even in Brandon's death that one wouldn't have to glance at them twice to know they were father and son. "Gibson, how was my dad like?" Liam looked at the butler who had his hands right behind him, "I'm only asking because I was robbed of my chances to be with him.""He was competitive in the business world and always emerged at the top with his brands and companies in several countries. Envied and admired by many. Strict and considerate only a few times. I wouldn't say he was a bad man but he did things for his own selfish interests. He put business first before his emotions and it made him a conqueror. He wants you to even do better than him.""I see," Liam rasped out and folded his arms across his chest. "But he loved his children," Gibson continued, "did all they asked.""Then why did he le
The following day Gibson hired hefty, professional bodyguards to escort Liam to the studio because it was widely known that the first son of Brandon Price had been found. The place was a bit crowded because a lot of people were eager to see Liam.It was quite a lot for Liam, to see thousands of people there for him. Several days ago, they would walk right past him without even a second glance. Even bump shoulders with him and accuse him of being stupid.But now, things were different.He came to have a liking for suits since his real identity was revealed. And he did feel like a boss as he was led to the studio, whilst avoiding the gazes of people who called out to him.The studio had roughly 50 press corps because it was the day of his interview. They were all seated orderly, waiting for him to take his seat. Because he had a curious story to tell, the one they wanted to share with the entire world.And as Liam faced the journalists, his chest was held up because it felt like he had
"Let me through, he asked for me,"Upon hearing this familiar feminine voice, Liam snapped his head back, only to see his bodyguards holding back a woman.He was out of the studio with camera lights flashing in every direction he turned to. He was being snapped by paps."Liam!" He heard the voice once more.And at this, he looked at Gibson who in turn took the wordless order and commanded the guards to let the woman pass."Liam!" She called out in desperation and dashed towards him. Liam recoiled and stepped backward upon seeing it was no other person than Chloe. It was puzzling to see her in tears with her make-up smeared across her face like she was slapped with a pile of pigeon shit."Chloe?" Liam had his eyes raised in their sockets, he had no idea that someone like her was there. "I was so touched by everything you said that I couldn't help but tear up," Chloe blurted out, with her shoulders shaking along with her as she sobbed violently."Why the tears," Liam couldn't find it w
Brandon Price's funeral took place the next morning, exactly three weeks after his death. He was a devoted catholic and so his coffin was taken into the church at first, for the priest to perform a procession before it was driven to the graveyard, which was two miles away. It was a private funeral, and only family members, relatives, and Brandon's friends were allowed to attend.Liam and the rest of the Price family were all clad in depressing black, mourning Brandon. A father, husband, brother, and friend.Liam seemed more than confident with his father's family. He ensured his black suit stood out and made him more noticeable than everyone else. He was being thrown hateful glances by Charlotte and Beatrice, then seeing the usual murderous glare on Hunter's face. Arthur looked like he wanted to speak with him but he could not because he was being watched by his mother. However little Georgie gave Liam a small smile and wheeled his chair toward his side."Mother doesn't like us speak
Instead of a meet-up after Brandon Price's funeral, Charlotte outdid herself by hosting a Post Funeral reception. Serving five-course meals that one would think she had long waited for Brandon's death so she could treat her guest exquisitely.It was a serve-yourself banquet and people were lining up to fill their trays with what they desired, as literally everything was on the large, unending table. Including seafood.Liam felt repulsed upon seeing the ten feet cake that stood tall on a table. It had a sticker of his father's smiling face and he wondered if it was appropriate because it seemed as though Charlotte was celebrating his father's funeral like a birthday party.Was she even thinking straight?Hunter couldn't even talk her out of the whole stupid cake idea?Liam made sure he didn't take a bite out of anything, instead, he drank from the water bottle that he had arrived with. And when his mouth felt bored, he ate minty sweets. His step-siblings were seated on a high table wi
Wait!Weren't Charlotte and Hunter supposed to be siblings?What the fuck was going on?They were at the point of having sex and it was something siblings would never do.Except Charlotte and Hunter weren't siblings.There and then, Liam figured out the truth. These two had fooled everyone into believing they were blood siblings.No wonder they always stared at each other long and deep.They were fucking and no one knew. To think everything was a lie.Charlotte kept her lover beside her and lied that they were siblings.Meaning the whole time Brandon Price was alive, Charlotte had been having an affair with Hunter, on their matrimonial bed. Because that wasn't the first time.Liam immediately backed away so he wouldn't be seen.He felt disgusted by Charlotte. To think he wanted to have a little bit of respect for her, even though she loathed him.Every day, secrets were revealed to Liam.The Price family had a lot going on.First, it was Uncle Benji who wanted to kill him.Now it was
Liam spent the rest of his evening stalking red-hair. He felt bad upon seeing her stop at some corner and cry her eyes out. There was nothing he could do to fix her camera. It was a precious gift from her late grandmother. Liam understood how important it was to her. Liam knew it was best he left but he couldn't. He knew how it felt to lose something valuable. She was completely bold yesterday when she asked him questions in the studio. And now she looked completely broken and in tears, like a fragile little girl.Seeing her sniffing and wiping her face with the back of her arm, made him feel entirely sorry for her. He didn't know her name, just called her Red-hair or tomboy in his head.A few minutes passed and the girl was caught off by surprise when she saw Liam standing in front of her, holding an ice cream cone out to her."I told you to stay away?" Her cheeks reddened in embarrassment because it dawned on her that he had seen her cry."I just feel bad for making you lose your