Not enough ratings
The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed
By: T.KUpdated just now
Language:
English
12
12
Chapters: 12
views: 87
Read
Add to library
Report
Long forgotten and cast aside, Silas’s unfortunate and quiet life shatters when a twist of fate reveals his true identity—the heir to a powerful empire. But reclaiming his legacy isn’t a triumph; it’s a war. Betrayed by his foster brother, despised by his ex-wife, and underestimated by enemies lurking in the shadows, Silas must navigate a treacherous world of wealth, power, and revenge. As alliances shift and secrets unravel, he discovers that ascending to the throne comes with a price—and a battle he never expected. Will he rise above the chaos, or will his enemies bury him under the weight of his past?
Show more
Share
Overview
Catalog
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Comments
Scan code to read on App
Continue Reading on MegaNovel
Scan code to download App
No Comments
Free Preview
Chapter 001
The clink of silverware echoed through the grand dining hall, a stark contrast to the silence that surrounded him. Silas, stooped over in his usual servant-like posture, placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of his wife, Lilian. She didn’t acknowledge him. She rarely did. “Too cold,” she said, pushing the cup away with a flick of her manicured hand. Her voice was sharp enough to slice through his heart. “I’ll make another one,” Silas murmured, his tone almost apologetic. “Do it quickly,” her mother Veronica, seated at the head of the table, snapped. “And this time, don’t embarrass us with your incompetence.” Silas nodded, avoiding eye contact. His shoulders sagged as he turned to the kitchen. The scorn in their voices no longer stung as it once had. He had grown numb to the daily barbs and sneers. Yet, deep down, a small part of him still longed for a kind word, a glimmer of approval—especially from Lilian. In the kitchen, the staff exchanged pitying glances but said no
Latest Chapter
The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed Chapter 012
The first rays of the morning sun filtered through a narrow opening in the window, gently caressing Silas’s face and coaxing him from sleep. He stirred slowly, a soft smile playing on his lips as he recalled the previous night—a night of deep introspection and unexpected solace in the lavish solitude of his penthouse. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, he had slept with his burdens lifted, wrapped in the gentle embrace of a newfound freedom.As he sat up in his king-sized bed, the luxurious linens whispering against his skin, the gentle thud of footsteps in the corridor broke the silence. A crisp, measured knock echoed through the room. “Good morning, young master,” a familiar, refined voice greeted from behind the door.Silas paused, collecting his thoughts and the remnants of his dreams, and then rose to his feet. He walked to the door and swung it open, his eyes meeting the steady, respectful gaze of the butler. Behind him stood a group of five individuals, each
Last Updated : 2025-04-12The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed Chapter 011
Silas stepped out of the sleek black car and ascended the grand staircase of the estate—a mansion that stood as a silent sentinel of his newfound status. Earlier that day, during an introduction to the clan, the butler had mentioned the penthouse as his sanctuary should he please. Now, as the twilight deepened, Silas found himself on the threshold of a realm reserved for the elite—a realm that would define the next chapter of his life.The penthouse door swung open with a whisper of hydraulics, revealing an expanse so magnificent that it almost took Silas’s breath away. Every inch of the space screamed opulence: marble floors inlaid with intricate mosaic patterns, walls adorned with rare art from around the globe, and vast windows that stretched from floor to ceiling, offering an uninterrupted view of the glittering city below. The state-of-the-art technology was seamlessly integrated into the decor—hidden speakers that filled the air with a subtle, ambient melody, smart glass tha
Last Updated : 2025-04-11The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed Chapter 010
Victoria’s eyes widened, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. “Who—who is this?” she stammered, her tone laced with disbelief, her eyes failing to comprehend what was before her.Samuel narrowed his eyes. “Since when do you have drivers?” Silas didn’t answer. Instead, he turned to Victoria. “I’ll leave now. Take care of her. Her health is of paramount concern.” “Wait!” Victoria barked. “You don’t just get to walk away! We’re not done here!” He walked out, paying no attention to the words being barked at him, the chauffeur falling into step beside him. The Lawson family remained frozen in place, their stunned silence a bittersweet victory. Outside, a sleek black car idled at the curb. The chauffeur stepped out behind him immediately, bowing slightly as he opened the door. “Straight to the company, sir?” “Yes.” Silas slid into the car, settling into the plush leather seat. As the car pulled away, he let out a shaky breath, his mind racing, struggling to p
Last Updated : 2025-02-24The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed Chapter 009
The phone buzzed in Silas’s pocket as he was stepping out of the company’s headquarters. He frowned, pulling it out and glancing at the screen. Unknown number. His thumb hovered over the decline button, but something about the timing made him pause. With a sigh, he answered. “Hello?” “Mr. Silas?” a hurried voice asked on the other end. “This is Mercy Hospital. Your contact information is listed as the emergency number for Mrs. Lilian Lawson. She’s been in a car accident. We need your immediate presence.” Silas froze mid-step. Lilian? His ex-wife? The name felt like a punch to the gut, bringing with it a rush of old memories he’d buried deep. “Is she…” His voice cracked. He cleared his throat and tried again. “Is she okay?” “She’s stable but critical,” the nurse explained. “She needs surgery, and we require your consent to proceed.” Silas gripped the phone tightly, his heart hammering in his chest. “I’ll be there,” he said firmly, already moving toward the garage. “Than
Last Updated : 2025-02-24The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed Chapter 008
The next morning, Silas stood at the grand gates of the sprawling estate. The towering iron structure loomed over him, intricate patterns carved into its surface. Behind it lay the heart of the clan he had never known. “This is it,” Silas muttered, gripping the strap of his bag. The butler, a composed man with a graying beard, approached him. “Young Master, they’re waiting.” Silas swallowed hard. The term still felt foreign, like a coat that didn’t quite fit. But he nodded, stepping through the gates and into a world that felt like it belonged to someone else. The estate was massive—manicured lawns, fountains that sparkled under the sun, and a mansion that seemed to stretch endlessly. Inside, the halls were just as grand, with chandeliers casting soft light on marble floors. They entered a room filled with people. Conversations halted as heads turned. Silas felt their eyes on him—some curious, others cold. A few older women whispered behind their hands, their disapproval
Last Updated : 2025-02-24The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed Chapter 007
Damien smirked, leaning casually against the counter like this was just another show for his amusement. "He's lying," Damien said as the policeman was about to give Silas the phone to call, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Whatever sob story he’s cooking up, it’s pathetic. Probably stole that card off someone who actually matters." Silas glared but stayed silent. It was obvious his words didn’t seem to matter here. The double doors to the lobby swung open. A man in a sharp suit strode in, exuding authority. His presence alone silenced the murmurs in the room. “What’s going on here?” His baritone voice was calm but carried weight. The kind of voice that didn’t need to yell to command attention. The receptionist perked up, straightening her posture. “Mr. Whitman! Thank goodness you’re here.” “Explain,” Whitman said, his eyes scanning the scene. The receptionist gestured at Silas, her tone laced with disdain. “This man tried to book a room using a stolen card. We called
Last Updated : 2025-02-24The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed Chapter 006
The lobby buzzed with tension as the flashing red and blue lights from outside pierced through the glass doors, casting eerie reflections on the polished marble floor. Two police officers entered, their boots clicking sharply against the tiles. Their stern expressions silenced the murmurs of the crowd gathered near the reception desk. Silas stood between the guards, his shoulders tense but his head held high. His sharp jawline was set in defiance, but a flicker of unease crossed his eyes. He couldn’t let them take him—not like this. “That’s him,” the receptionist said, pointing an accusatory finger. Her voice was tinged with disdain. “He tried using a stolen card. Likely a scammer.” Damien leaned casually against the counter, arms crossed, his posture radiating smug satisfaction. A triumphant grin stretched across his face, and he shot Silas a look that said, This is what you deserve.Beside Damien, the brunette he cameWith chuckled softly, her gaze filled with amusement. Sh
Last Updated : 2025-02-24The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed Chapter 005
Silas stopped a few feet from him, his eyes cold. “You’ve got a big mouth for someone so small. A real man shouldn’t be seen in a compromising position with another woman.” Damien straightened, his smirk fading. “Careful, Silas. You’re in no position to talk to me like that. Do what I said you should do and I’ll save you from completely disgracing yourself.” Silas’s voice dropped. “You think I’ll kneel for you? I’d rather drink from a basket than beg for anything you offer.” Damien’s lips twitched, a mix of anger and amusement flashing across his face. “Is that so?” Silas turned to leave, his steps deliberate and slow, as if daring someone to stop him. “Wait!” the receptionist barked. Silas froze and turned back to the receptionist. “To hell with you all, you’re not worth any penny from me.”“Guards!” she called, her voice sharp. Two uniformed men emerged from the nearby hallway, their footsteps heavy against the polished floor. Silas turned, confusion etched on his face
Last Updated : 2025-02-24The Lost Heir: Trials of an Empire Reclaimed Chapter 004
Silas stepped into the luxurious lobby of the Grand Regency Hotel. The golden chandeliers sparkled above, their light reflecting off the marble floors. Elegantly dressed guests moved about, their laughter and chatter filling the air. Silas adjusted his worn-out jacket and stepped toward the reception desk. The receptionist barely glanced at him as he approached. “Yes?” she said curtly, her manicured fingers hovering over the keyboard. “I’d like a room for the night,” Silas said quietly, his voice steady despite her dismissive tone. Her gaze flicked over him, her expression skeptical. “Do you have a reservation?” “No. I need something available now. VVIP section, please.” She raised an eyebrow, her fingers pausing mid-air. “VVIP?” she repeated, as though the very word coming from his lips was a mistake. “Yes,” Silas replied, his tone calm but firm. “Is that a problem?” The receptionist’s lips curled into a faint smirk. “We don’t usually take walk-ins for the VVIP sect
Last Updated : 2025-02-24
You may also like
related_novels
