The Return of the Trillionaire Heir

Chapter 9: The Return!

The convoy drove through the city and entered a private road where they drove for a few minutes and finally arrived at a very large estate property. The entire estate was lit up, shining bring. Every structure in it was a testament to luxury and opulence.

They drove through the estate and finally stopped inside the compound of a huge mansion. The guards came down and opened the doors for them to come out, and Robert's sights remained wide open in disbelief. How is this place even real? He asked himself. He had seen beautiful places, especially in movies and magazines but nothing of this such has he ever seen.

Dozens of armed security guards were littered all over the mansion and the estate. As they came down, everyone bowed to him as he walked past them, his smiles were off this world. In no time, he had transitioned from a world where everyone insulted and abused him to a world where everyone bowed to him, that was only a reality in his dreams. But what he was experiencing now made him question his reality again.

They walked through the mansion and finally arrived at the living room. Everything was luxury on another level, with decorations of pure gold all over the interiors of the mansion. 

In the living room sat an advanced man in his 70s, the sight of him made the man get up. He was led to the man and on reaching him, the man hugged him tightly.

“Welcome home, my child.” The man said to him.

 No doubt, this could be the grandfather they had told him about. The infamous Mr. Jude William. But how was he related to the man, he couldn't tell. He just allowed everything flow.

The man led him to sit with him and instructed the first man who brought him in.

“Raymond, get him something to drink.”

It was then he knew the name of the man who had come for him, he reasoned he could be the Head of Affairs the police chief spoke about. Raymond went on to get a bottle from the bar and brought it to Robert, the same $200,000 whiskey Robert had shattered at the hotel. A drink he never imagined he could have a taste of, now it was presented to him to consume as he wished.

Raymond poured him a glass and he drank it once, to quench his long thirst. He had drank some water in the car on their way here, but a little alcohol was needed to heal his body. After he was well settled he turned to the man who claimed to be his grandfather. 

“So you're my grandfather, right? And I am your grandson.” He asked.

Mr. William answered him, 

“Yes I am. And you are my grandson, yes.”

Robert nodded his head, taking in that piece of information, and was set for the next body of knowledge to come.

“Okay, sir. Can you tell me how, please?” He asked Mr. William.

Mr. William leaned back in his seat and began narrating to Robert the story of his identity.

“27 years ago, I lost my only son, Pierce William, your father to a tragic plane crash when returning from a meeting with the President. Among his secret files and records he kept was information regarding a secret marriage he had with a lady called, Rose Mayor. He never informed us about any of it, but from his files, we found that the lady got pregnant for him while he was in school, and after the delivery of the baby he promised to marry her.

“The marriage didn't happen until the child was three years old. A few months after their secret marriage, he died. Rose didn't know his true identity because he never told her. However, he gave her this ring to keep for the boy child which he would need when he comes of age.

“For years, we searched for the child but to no avail. You were that child, growing up with your mother in struggling conditions, all because we couldn't locate you. Your mother had disappeared after the death of your father to deal with the heartbreak, a few years later she too passed away and left you to survive on your own.

“But when we heard about the family heirloom in the hands of one Robert William, we resumed our search which we had given up on. We called the police chief to confirm if you had the birthmark you have on you and he confirmed it. Your father had pictures of it all kept in his secret files. Once we confirmed you were the one, we came for you as soon as possible.”

Robert listened as his grandfather unveiled his true identity to him, truly most of the things he said, Robert could relate with them. He had a struggling growing-up background, he knew his father but didn't know who he was until now. When his father died, he watched his mother heartbroken and devastated, they relocated and disappeared for a while. A few years later they came back but she didn't live long afterwards before her death. 

Both Robert and his grandfather shed tears at the revelation they had just shared. They hugged each other and rejoiced in the moment together. When they were done, his grandfather dived into another chapter of the story.