The Lost Heir Of Sargent

HEIR OF THE SARGENT FAMILY!

"Seize the traffic!" Betty Sargent commanded through the call, the entire city was seized with no single vehicle on the road being an obstacle for them.

The second daughter Liliana made a call to the international hospital, "I want the top most skilled doctors to be arranged in your hospital within a few minutes, if not be ready to face my wrath!"

Her warning made the party on the other side to shiver in fear and make the arrangements just as Liliana wanted.

Within no time they reached Skylands elite hospital.

Looking at the emblem of the Sargent family on the sleek black cars, the special entrance was opened, through the special entrance without any hindrance of buzzing patients and hospital, all of them got inside along with Christian.

Top most doctors are standing with their trembling bodies, as the Sargent family's power is well known and their mere presence is enough to make people terrified.

Lord Sargent entered inside first, his commanding presence silencing the whispers among the staff.

As the stretcher was pushed forward, they noticed Christian, his bruised and malnourished body is a stark contrast to the grandeur surrounding him.

Behind Lord Sargent, his both daughters followed, they had a mixed expression of anger and pain as they glanced at their nephew.

"My nephew needs the immediate treatment," Betty demanded, just as the words left from her mouth, the senior most doctors rushed towards Christian almost immediately.

Bowing respectfully, one of them stammered, "this way my lady!"

Christian was carefully wheeled into a private ward. The team of doctors and specialists didn't wait for any further instructions, they jumped straight into action, examining his condition thoroughly.

Lord Sargent stood outside the room, masking his face with calmness, though his hands trembled slightly as he gripped his cane.

His daughters stood around him, their expressions a mixture of anger, grief, and helplessness.

After a tiresome examination, the lead doctor approached Lord Sargent and his daughters with a clipboard in his hand.

He glanced nervously at Lord Sargent before speaking. "My Lord, young master's condition is critical but stable. However, his injuries..." The doctor hesitated, clearly uneasy about delivering the news after knowing that Christian is the grandson of Lord Sargent.

"Speak freely," Lord Sargent commanded, with a cold voice, "I want to know everything about my grandson's situation."

The doctor swallowed hard. "His injuries are quite serious but not all those are from recent events. He has sustained long-term physical trauma, indicating prolonged abuse. Additionally, he is severely malnourished, which has further weakened his body, this level of neglect and abuse is unimaginable, I don't know how that young boy tolerated all this!"

A heavy silence filled over the room as the doctor ended his words.

Liliana's hand flew to her mouth, tears spilling over as she turned away. Betty clenched her fists so tightly that even a rock would turn into powder with that grip.

"Those bastards..." Betty growled under her breath.

"Monsters," Lilliana whispered, her voice trembling. "How could they do this to him?"

The doctor was almost on the verge of passing out in nervousness but made sure to inform the most important news.

"My Lord," he began, "we've discovered that the young master has an extremely rare blood type-one that is unique to your family lineage."

Clenching his fist, Lord Sargent turned to his butler with a calm voice, yet carrying the weight of an invisible command. "Take a strand of his hair, we will conduct a DNA test to confirm his lineage, and I want the result to be out as soon as possible within a few minutes."

The butler nodded immediately, producing a small envelope to gently gather a few strands of Christian's hair.

"I don't need a test to confirm that, this boy is my grandson," Lord Sargent muttered under his breath, fixing his gaze at Christian's pale, and bruised face. "His face, his rare blood group, everything screams that he is my Marie's son and my precious grandson, a gift from my daughter, but for those who might dare question it, a test might shut their mouths without further arguments."

Taking the envelope, the butler left from there immediately, the doctor also went right behind him.

Lord Sargent and his daughters are extremely angry at that moment, just then they heard a small cry.

"No... don't," Christian mumbled in his sleep, with a weak voice, filled with extreme fear. "I didn't do anything... I'm innocent... please don't hurt me, no.... I'm innocent."

Lord Sargent's heart clenched as heard the desperation in Christian's voice, "My boy," he whispered softly, leaning closer to the bed "It's okay, you're safe now, under my watch, none can hurt you."

But Christian's cries only grew louder as the nightmare tightened its grip on him.

Tears slid down his bruised cheeks, his voice breaking as he continued to sob, "Mom, don't leave me. Please... I have no one but you, don't leave me alone, I can't live without you, no one loves me apart from you."

Lord Sargent felt as if his heart had shattered into a million pieces hearing to Christian's crying voice.

He reached out, gently brushing Christian's soft hair back from his forehead. "It's okay, my dear, you're not alone anymore," he promised with an extremely gentle voice, "I'm here. Grandpa is here, I won't leave you alone, I'll always be with you."

The sight of Christian's agony brought back a flood of memories.

Lord Sargent could almost see Marie as a young girl, and her bright smile lighting up his world.

He remembered her laughter, and her soft voice calling him "Dad."

Now, her son was lying here, broken and alone, carrying the scars of unspeakable pain, desperate for someone's love, as if he is scared of getting abandoned, for some reason, he felt deeply attached and connected to Christian, though it's their first time meeting each other.

While Lord Sargent is so busy in consoling his grandson, the butler burst into the room, clutching an envelope with DNA result in his hand.

His face was flushed with excitement and eyes were almost teary as he approached Lord Sargent. "My Lord," he called out with a voice sounding almost like a cry out of happiness, "The results came positive, this young boy is indeed your biological grandson! He... he is our young lady Marie's son!"

Lord Sargent was silent for a minute, and his eyes went wide as he took the envelope from the butler's trembling hands. Slowly, he opened it, his own hands shaking as he proceeded to read it, the words on the paper confirmed what his heart already knew, and the emotional bond he felt in between him and Christian isn't a false hope, but a bond out of blood.

A sob escaped from his lips as a couple of tears rolled down his cheeks. "Oh, my heavens!" he whispered, clutching the test results tightly. "I've found him, after all these years, I've found someone connected to my precious daughter, and this little one, is my precious grandson."

He turned back to Christian, his expression immediately softened as he gently ruffled Christian's hair, "You're my precious grandson," he said, with a voice both emotional and enlightened. "Grandpa is here now, you'll never be alone again."

Shifting his concentration from Christian to the butler, he commanded with happiness, "Announce to the world that, we found the heir of the Sargent family!"