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The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Thirty-Two
"Welcome Sirs, we've prepared everything according to your requests, please the car is this way." The bodyguard pointed to a fleet of cars consisting of a Rolls Royce, a Bentley, and a Mercedes Maybach. The bodyguards all wore black suits, with earpiece detailing used in their communications.Aidan stepped down from the private jet after it came to a halt in the private terminal of the airport with his father trailing behind him. A couple of days after the whole saga with Madam Doris and Jake, Aidan and his father arrived in Aelbank City as planned.He and his father were in Aelbank, the big city housing the headquarters of the Ackerman Inc. for a meeting where Aidan would be introduced as the heir and president of the entire Ackerman empire to the board.The security detail wowed Aidan, it was so tight that it looked as if it was the president they had come to pick up from the airport.They entered the Rolls Royce and soon set out to the country estate where his father's house was s
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Thirty-Three
"Good" He released his shoulders and stepped back closer to his father. His father whispered to him as he was just inches away. "Why do you feel that way? Like they're being treated inhumanely when they are only just doing their jobs?" His father asked with a puzzled look on his face. Aidan let out a heavy sigh before answering him. "Because I was once like them… In that same position, serving others" He spun and gazed at his father, his eyes fixated on his eyeballs. "I didn't enjoy it when I was treated like nothing but a piece of rag, and I wouldn't want to pour it on others." "I'm surprised" His father shook his head. "Why are you?" Aidan asked him, confusion written over his expression. "One would think that with what you went through in your past life, that you would be a hardened person with a vicious heart… Ready to dish out what you were served, to others." His father spoke in a low tone, audible enough for Aidan to hear. "Only to those who deserve it!" Aidan replied sc
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Thirty-Four
She was taken aback. She dropped the piece of broken painting she held in her hand unknowingly due to what she just heard."I'm…I'm sorry…" She stuttered nervously. "I can't let you pay for this mess I made… I broke the painting, it's all my fault for being so graceless" "How much is the painting?" Aidan asked again, this time around with more conviction than the first time he asked.The girl gaped down at him, raised her brows, and squinted her eyes at him before huffing out a sigh. "My boss sells these paintings for ridiculous amounts…" She dragged her words. "I wouldn't want to impose the expenses of my missteps on you"Aidan inclined his head upwards, took his fingers, and pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a frustrated sigh. He rubbed his face and looked at her."I'm still waiting"She muttered to herself, doubting Aidan would pay for the painting even though he was smartly dressed up in the best suit she had ever seen. It must cost a fortune to wear that kind of suit
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Thirty-Five
"Acting like a bunch of wild animals!" They both turned their heads to see Sarah standing at the entrance, fuming hot."What is wrong with you both!?" She matched right in. "Do you know where I heard your voices!?" She said as her gaze shifted between the two of them.Sir Robert sighed dejectedly as he was disappointed Sarah met them raving at each other. He clenched his jaw and swallowed his pride. He tried to touch Aidan but he brushed him off by raising his hand and stepping aside.His temples pulsed harder at Aidan's refusal to his touch. He cast one last glare at Aidan, hissed, and shoved his way past Sarah brushing her out of the way. She gazed at him, storming out in disbelief, and sighed, shaking her head before she walked closer to Aidan. Aidan sank himself into a part of the bed that wasn't filled with his scattered clothes. He rubbed his creased forehead to relieve the throbbing that had started because of the fury he felt.Sarah dragged some of the clothes aside and sat
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Thirty-Six
He ended the call as the car pulled up into the Hartford Hospital parking lot. Everyone was wowed by the luxurious fleet of cars that the convoy consisted of. They took glances among themselves in wonderment. Their eyes were glued to the cars ready to see who would come down from them.A loud gasp was heard as Aidan stepped down from the car as soon as his driver opened the door of the Rolls Royce. He brushed and adjusted his suit before strutting to the hospital lobby. The doctors and nurses on duty gaped at him in awe as he elegantly and gracefully carried himself to the receptionist's desk. “Good Day Sir” She greeted him politely, shining all her teeth. Aidan smirked knowing fully well the reason why she instantly ignored the rest of the patients and attended to him immediately–it was because he exuded wealth and power, a thing everyone wanted a taste of.“I'm here for Doris” Hearing him call out the president of the hospital by her first name without any atom of respect killed
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Thirty-Seven
“Enough!” He reinstated his word, bitterness highly obvious in his eyes.Casey reluctantly turned to Aidan. She had a sneer on her face, with furrowed brows, she raised an eyebrow at Aidan.“What?” She chuckled contemptuously. “It's not like I'm lying, that ring is fake as hell…” She sneered and turned her face from Aidan to Erica, making a sad mocking face.“I guess your husband doesn't like you enough to get you the real thing. I guess he's more into beating the shit out of you”Casey kept on taunting Erica and Mallory. Mallory gritted and ground her teeth. “Looking at you, I can see that you don't know the difference between what's real or fake… Like that trash, my sister threw away that you suddenly tied yourself to…” She glared coldly at Casey. “I pity you because I'm quite sure he's only with you because of your clinic just the same way he was with my sister because of her money.”Mallory wanted to touch a nerve in Casey but instead, she burst out laughing at what she said.“Wh
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Thirty-Eight
The day of the Legacy ball finally arrived. It was held in the Elysium Club House. A club in Emergande City with restricted access to anyone who didn't meet the requirements of a billion dollars in their account. Aidan hated the fact that he was there and not his father. His Rolls Royce pulled into the driveway leading into the club grounds. The driveway was long, filled with the expensive luxury of Emergande City. His security/driver that night was Cole. He slowed his pace when they met a long hold-up of cars getting checked in, into the club.He sucked his teeth and regretted being there already. If not for making an appearance and pleasing his father, he wouldn't have shown up.The ball was held annually to raise money for charity and develop the poor parts of the city but everyone knew the money never got to them, it was just another avenue for the rich to flaunt how richer they got in under a year.“I was surprised when you invited me,” Casey said, breaking Aidan out of his tho
The Lost Heir's Vendetta Chapter Thirty-Nine
"Are you sure you want the bidding from the amount it was initially sold to him at?” The auctioneer asked in a low audible tone to be sure.Frederick didn't answer but rather, shot cold glares at him, scaring him mute.He moved to the stand and hit the gavel hard to bring back the attention of everyone as they were now confused and wondered why Frederick was behaving like he had lost his mind.“The bidding for Harmony in Chaos will now be between Frederick Clayton and Aidan Ackerman” He yelled out as the gavel sound had brought back the attention of the guests.“It will start at the price it was sold off to him” The guests gasped upon hearing that. They were astonished as things weren't done that way. They exchanged side talks between themselves making the whole auction room rowdy. The auctioneer hits his gavel but it doesn't seem to work as the guests seem more focused on their gossip.“The painting is precious to him…” He yelled nervously, swallowing a gulp. “He doesn't want to par
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