The Last Heir Of Blackwood

Chapter 05~

The taxi came to a halt at the grand gates of the Blackwood Mansion. David stepped out, pulling his worn-out bag behind him. The sight of the massive mansion before him brought no comfort. Instead, it reminded him of everything he had sacrificed—and everything he was about to reclaim. But today, he wasn’t stepping into this house as the calm, collected man he used to be. Today, he carried anger and betrayal in his heart.

As he approached the front doors, Andrew, his butler, hurried out to meet him. His neatly pressed suit and polished shoes spoke of his professionalism, but his face was clouded with worry.

“Sir, you’re back so soon,” Andrew said, meeting him at the entrance. “You didn’t notify me you’d be returning today. Is everything all right?”

David didn’t reply immediately. He walked past Andrew, entering the hallway. The house was as spotless as always, but he barely noticed it. His mind was consumed by the humiliation he had endured at the Daniels’ house.

“Sir?” Andrew followed behind him, hesitant to ask again but concerned nonetheless.

David stopped abruptly in the middle of the living room, tossing his bag on the couch and not minding if it found it's way to the ground. His eyes turned to Andrew. “Cancel the cooperation with the Daniels. Immediately.” His voice spoke enough how angered his was already.

Andrew blinked, taken aback. “Cancel the cooperation, sir? But… may I ask why? What happened?”

David’s face turned to a deep frown. His usually calm demeanor was nowhere to be seen. He turned to face Andrew fully, taking two steps closer, just enough to let Andrew know how damn serious he was. “I don’t want questions, Andrew. Just follow orders and do as I say. Cancel our partnership now.”

Andrew hesitated for a moment but quickly nodded. He knew better not to go any further with questions. “Yes, sir. Right away.” He pulled out his phone and stepped aside to make the call.

David paced the length of his living room, clenching and unclenching his fists at both sides. His mind kept replaying the scene from earlier—the insults, the smug look on Ethan’s face, Sarah’s cold words. How could she betray him like that? And to humiliate him in front of everyone?

"Sarah," He grunted. "Why do you think divorcing me was the only way to handle things? After everything I have done? After all the sacrifices, late nights, the strategies, the risk I took for your sake. Why would you choose him over me? Because of the little coin in his pocket?"

He wanted to yell, but held himself from boiling more than he already was.

"And that son of a bitch!" He cursed. "You think having her makes you better than you already are?" He scoffed. "You just haven't realised the mistake you walked into. Very soon, I'll show you all just how stupid you are to have thought I was a good for nothing."

Andrew’s voice broke through his thoughts as he spoke into the phone. “Yes, this is Andrew from the Blackwood Estate. I need you to terminate all business dealings with the Daniels family. Effective immediately.”

"Is there a problem if I may ask?" Asked the voice from the other side of the line.

"No questions, Jeremy. Just do as instructed. It's an order from the boss." He snapped.

David stood, glaring at Andrew as he rose his voice at the receiver. He has never seen Andrew raise his voice at anyone, he had almost thought Andrew was a stark opposite of himself. Now, he was just realising how wrong he had been.

"Yes, sir." Replied the voice.

"I need a feedback as soon as it is done. Understood?"

"Yes, sir." Jeremy answered before the call went dead.

Andrew turned to meet David's surprise gaze on him. "Uhm..." He stammered. "Sorry if I interrupted your privacy."

David didn't say anything, he only took his eyes off him, settling on the couch before him. Andrew approached him, still anxious to know why his boss had returned home unaware. Not only that, pissed off.

"Do you mind for anything?" He asked. "I can order the maids to get you breakfast as soon as possible."

"I'm not hungry, Andrew." He said, "I only need to get some rest." Hunger was the last think David thought about at that moment. He wasn't just pissed off by the humiliations alone, what annoyed him the most was the fact that Ethan was there to witness how much they had disgraced him.

He looked up at Andrew after a brief silence . "I hope the order has been carried out." David asked.

"Yes, sir. I've sent your instructions, they're probably working on it." He checked on his wrist watch. "In the next twenty minutes I'll phone the company to be sure the task has been carried out."

David’s lips twisted into a bitter smile as he leaned back against the large couch. Andrew hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should say anything, but the look on David’s face told him it wasn’t the time to ask more questions. Instead, he simply nodded.

“Is there anything else you’d like me to handle, sir?” Andrew asked quietly.

David shook his head and picked up his bag, heading toward the staircase. “No. I'll let you know when I need your attention. For now, I want to be left alone.”

“Yes, sir,” Andrew replied, watching as David disappeared up the stairs.

While he walked up the stairs, he muttered under his breath, just loud enough for Andrew to hear, “Now, let’s see how far you can brag with your mere wealth, Sarah.”