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The Rightful Heir Chapter 14
Liam's POV“The Glam Parlour, that's what we called it.” My mother began. “It was a little fashion world of its own, perhaps the very best back in the day. I started as a pattern designer until my boss saw the potential in me and quickly moved me through the ranks.” She sniffed again and I handed her a handkerchief“Thank you,” she muttered as she took it.“Why's it that I'm learning this today?” I asked uncertainly. “What happened at the Glam Parlour?”“I was… I was..” She stammered as if the details were too painful for her to recall. “My boss had no child and no kin so naturally, he signed off The Glam Parlour to me before his death.”“So what happened to the Glam Parlour?”Her eyes immediately turned wild at my question. I had never seen my mother angry but I saw her face twisted in intense anger.“He suddenly came in!” She exclaimed. “That vulture! That predator! He swooped in immediately and took it! He took everything away?!”For some reason my heart was suddenly beating rapid
The Rightful Heir CHAPTER 15
Liam's POV“You're too tense. Relax your body!” Hans muttered right next to me, low enough for only my ears. I admit I was a little bit tense but there was actually no need for Hans acting as if he was a decorated agent on espionage. I tried as best as I could, to relax. My instincts told me those men, whoever they were, were still following us.We had by now entered the museum and were following closely Behind a small group of people. I had no idea of what Hans planned and at this moment, I was only following blindly.“Quick! Duck in here.” Hans suddenly whispered when we turned into another hallway.Before I could react, he grabbed my hand and quickly pulled me into the broom cupboard. The door shut behind us but slightly open. It wasn't long before I heavy footsteps and through the gap, I saw them pass, the men who were on our trail.“Okay… This isn't weird at all.” I muttered to myself. “Shh..” Hans hushed in the darkness.Of all the things I thought I would be doing that day,
The Rightful Heir CHAPTER 16
Liam's POV“He knows you're unto him!” Charles exclaimed as he paced up and down in front of my table.I relaxed calmly in the soft leather chair, still finding it awkward to believe that from nothing, I was suddenly pulled into a world I thought I'd never be introduced into. A world of numbers and logical reasoning.“He was bound to know at one point or another.” I said calmly.“Yes but preferably when you've gathered all the required evidence!” Charles snapped.I get why he was angry and I understood him perfectly. Most of my supply chains, most of the supply chains feeding resources to Carter Enterprises were disrupted purposely by Blackwood.“You stirred the hornet nest.” Charles said. “He wants you to know that he's got you in his sight. He only sent a message this time.”“And I will be ready for him next time.” I muttered.“You don't seem to understand how grave this situation is.” Charles' impatience was hard to contain. “You don't know this man like I do!”“I think I do.” I re
The Rightful Heir Chapter One
Liam’s POVCrestwood University wasn’t just a school—it was an empire built for the rich, by the rich. A place where last names mattered more than merit, and money was the key to everything. If you weren’t born with a silver spoon, you were just another background character, an extra in the story of the elite. That was me. I had learned that the hard way.As I walked through the grand marble halls, my shoulders throbbing with pain from the excessive book I had stashed into my bag.I could feel the sneers, the sideways glances. My faded shoes, the second-hand clothes I had carefully ironed this morning, and the cheap wristwatch my mom had given me on my last birthday—all of it shouting I don't belong in here. I don't fit in. I was the charity case, the scholarship student. The poor kid surrounded by royalty.“Hey, loser.” I heard a voice behind me. I barely had time to react before a hand slammed into my back, shoving me forward. I stumbled, barely catching myself before my books
The Rightful Heir Chapter Two
Liam’s POVThe next morning, I walked into Crestwood with my head down, hoping to get through the day unnoticed. I had worn my faded hoodie, trying to shy away from anyone noticing me. In a nutshell, I was not trying to draw any attention to myself. But that was a foolish thought.The moment I stepped into the hallway, the whispers started. It was as if they had waited for me. “Did you see the video?”“Damn, that was brutal.”“I almost feel bad for him. Almost.”"Liam was never in their league. I would go and hang if I were him." The word stung me more than I cared to admit.Confused, I pulled out my phone. My fingers trembled slightly as I opened the school’s social media forum. The top post had already racked up thousands of views."Melissa and Ryan's Grand Confession—And The Loser Who Never Stood A Chance!"I clicked on the video.The screen was filled with last night’s cafeteria scene. The moment Melissa kissed Ryan. The laughter, the cheers. But then the camera zoomed in—on m
The Rightful Heir Chapter Three
Liam’s POVThe moment I clicked the link, my phone screen went black.I frowned, tapping the power button repeatedly, but nothing happened.Then, suddenly, a loading bar appeared. “Initializing… Verifying Identity…”A chill ran down my spine.What the hell was this?My heart pounded as the screen flashed the dim light against my face, displaying a single message in bold letters:“Welcome, Liam Carter. You are the rightful heir to the Carter Conglomerate.”I froze.The Carter Conglomerate?Was this some kind of joke?I had no father. My mother worked herself to the bone to keep us afloat. There was no way I was connected to something so powerful.I should have closed the app. Should have ignored the ridiculous claim.But I couldn’t.I needed to know more.A new message appeared.“Access your inheritance now?”Two options flashed below it:[YES] – [NO]My fingers hovered over the screen.This was insane. This had to be a scam, right?But… what if it wasn’t?I hesitated for a long moment
The Rightful Heir Chapter Four
Liam’s POVThe sleek, black car that pulled up outside my apartment was unlike anything I’d ever seen. It was a luxury vehicle, the kind only billionaires rode in, with tinted windows and an engine that barely made a sound.I stood frozen at the doorway, my pulse racing. This was really becoming real.The message. The money. The inheritance.It wasn’t a joke.The driver, a man in a black suit, stepped out and gave me a polite nod. “Mr. Carter?”I hesitated for a fraction of a second before nodding.He opened the back door. “Please, step inside.”I swallowed my nerves and slid into the car. The interior smelled of expensive leather, and soft jazz played in the background. The door shut behind me with a gentle thud. “Where are we going?” I asked.The driver didn’t turn his head. “To your future.”The drive was silent, smooth, and fast.Through the tinted windows, I watched the city blur past, the neon lights of downtown giving way to towering skyscrapers and exclusive high-rise buildin
The Rightful Heir Chapter Five
Liam’s POVAs the elevator went down, my heart beat fast against my ribs.This morning, I was just another scholarship student at Crestwood, surviving on part-time jobs and some minimal jobs I could find. But now?I was a billionaire. The heir to a conglomerate. A man with power that I barely understood.And, according to Charles Davenport, a target. I wonder why he said that to me when I was just a kid, a teenager. The elevator doors slid open to the underground parking lot, where the same black luxury car was waiting. The driver from earlier stood beside it, his face devoid of any emotions.I guess he was a chauffeur meant to drive me up and down. “Where to, Mr. Carter?” he asked.I hesitated for a moment before answering.“Crestwood.”The ride back was quiet, but my mind was anything but.How much had my life changed in just a few hours?It felt strange and I still didn't understand what was going on. It felt like a dream. The money, the power, the weight of an entire empire no
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CHAPTER 16
Liam's POV“He knows you're unto him!” Charles exclaimed as he paced up and down in front of my table.I relaxed calmly in the soft leather chair, still finding it awkward to believe that from nothing, I was suddenly pulled into a world I thought I'd never be introduced into. A world of numbers and logical reasoning.“He was bound to know at one point or another.” I said calmly.“Yes but preferably when you've gathered all the required evidence!” Charles snapped.I get why he was angry and I understood him perfectly. Most of my supply chains, most of the supply chains feeding resources to Carter Enterprises were disrupted purposely by Blackwood.“You stirred the hornet nest.” Charles said. “He wants you to know that he's got you in his sight. He only sent a message this time.”“And I will be ready for him next time.” I muttered.“You don't seem to understand how grave this situation is.” Charles' impatience was hard to contain. “You don't know this man like I do!”“I think I do.” I re
CHAPTER 15
Liam's POV“You're too tense. Relax your body!” Hans muttered right next to me, low enough for only my ears. I admit I was a little bit tense but there was actually no need for Hans acting as if he was a decorated agent on espionage. I tried as best as I could, to relax. My instincts told me those men, whoever they were, were still following us.We had by now entered the museum and were following closely Behind a small group of people. I had no idea of what Hans planned and at this moment, I was only following blindly.“Quick! Duck in here.” Hans suddenly whispered when we turned into another hallway.Before I could react, he grabbed my hand and quickly pulled me into the broom cupboard. The door shut behind us but slightly open. It wasn't long before I heavy footsteps and through the gap, I saw them pass, the men who were on our trail.“Okay… This isn't weird at all.” I muttered to myself. “Shh..” Hans hushed in the darkness.Of all the things I thought I would be doing that day,
Chapter 14
Liam's POV“The Glam Parlour, that's what we called it.” My mother began. “It was a little fashion world of its own, perhaps the very best back in the day. I started as a pattern designer until my boss saw the potential in me and quickly moved me through the ranks.” She sniffed again and I handed her a handkerchief“Thank you,” she muttered as she took it.“Why's it that I'm learning this today?” I asked uncertainly. “What happened at the Glam Parlour?”“I was… I was..” She stammered as if the details were too painful for her to recall. “My boss had no child and no kin so naturally, he signed off The Glam Parlour to me before his death.”“So what happened to the Glam Parlour?”Her eyes immediately turned wild at my question. I had never seen my mother angry but I saw her face twisted in intense anger.“He suddenly came in!” She exclaimed. “That vulture! That predator! He swooped in immediately and took it! He took everything away?!”For some reason my heart was suddenly beating rapid
Chapter 13
Liam's POVI suddenly wheeled around.“What do you mean?” I asked. “What do you mean by that?”“There's a lot you are yet to know.” Hans replied calmly. “You might think you've known so much, but believe me my dear boy, there's much more that's hidden from you.”His words had struck a nerve in me and even though half of my mind wanted to call BS on this and storm out, a tiny voice within me kept asking but what if?What if?“Why should I even trust you or believe a single word you say?” I asked with folded arms.“Then I suggest….” Hans reached into his jacket and brought out a rectangular card which he placed on the table and slowly pushed toward me. “I suggest you hear it all from someone you'll trust, your mother and then you'll give me a call.”Hans stood up with a sigh and straightened his jacket.“I'd advise you to be careful but you know how it is, already. You're in the game now.” He patted me on the shoulder before heading out of the restaurant.I watched him leave without a s
Chapter Twieve
Liam's POV“Who.. is.. this?” I repeated, stressing out every word. “I'm a lawyer.” Came the short reply. “I suggest you meet me in an hour at the location I'll text you shortly. Please be there. You'll want to hear what I have to say.”I wanted to talk again but the line immediately went dead. Not long after that, I found myself staring at a text message that had come in with the address he said he'd text.I sat there for a while in silence wondering if it was a good idea to show up. My phone vibrated again and I realized it was another text still from the same anonymous person.“Tell no one about this call.” I was getting more and more suspicious of the whole thing. Whoever it was, they knew my name. They knew about me and the only information they were willing to give out about themselves was that they were a lawyer. What kind of lawyer?I soon hit the road and drove in silence while my thoughts raced with question after question. The questions just kept coming but the answers, e
Chapter Eleven
Liam's POV“How did you know I would be here?” I asked again, taking a couple more steps away from him. “It's no big deal actually..” Charles scratched his head a little awkwardly. “Not the right answer.” I frowned. “Were you following me?” I asked.I didn't tell him I would be coming over here and having him just show up suddenly was little more than just coincidence!“Okay fine.” He snapped. “I actually tracked your phone.”My brows furrowed immediately in a frown.“You tracked my phone?!” I almost screamed the words out with frustration building immediately.“Yeah.” He replied calmly as if this was something perfectly okay to do. “You remember what I told you the first day we met?” He asked quickly.“What's that?” I asked.He had said a lot of things that day and at this point, I wasn't even trying to think about that day. I was more concerned with knowing the type of person he was.“I told you, you've placed a mark on your forehead for stepping into Carter Enterprises.” He repli
Chapter Ten
Liam’s POVThe message on my screen stared back at me. For a moment, I thought it was Charlse. "Do we have a deal?"I smirked, rolling my shoulders as I picked up my phone. There was no name attached to the message, just a number I didn’t recognize. But I had my suspicions.I typed back."Depends. What do you have for me?"Three dots appeared on the screen and then a message "Meet me at Ridgeway Park. Midnight. Come alone."Of course. Because nothing good ever happened in Ridgeway Park at midnight. I have heard of a series of crimes done at that part of the street. I exhaled sharply, my mind beating fast. There were only two kinds of people who would contact me like this—someone who wanted to help or someone setting me up. Either way, I can't ignore it. If it was a lead then I have to follow it. I grabbed my jacket and slipped the printed photo of Mason Wells into my pocket. My gut told me Mason’s disappearance was connected to Ryan. And if I was right, this could be the missing pi
Chapter Nine
Liam’s POVI turned slowly, my pulse rising as I came face to face with Ryan Blackwood himself. He stood there, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. Behind him were two of his lackeys—Zane and Cole, Ethan looked like he was about to pass out. His hands trembled as he shut his book and scooted back in his chair, his gaze darting toward the exit like a trapped animal.Ryan tilted his head, his smirk sickening. "Liam Carter," he drawled. "Didn’t expect to see you here. And with Ethan, of all people. What’s the occasion?"I forced my expression into something neutral, though my mind raced. This wasn’t good. Not here. Not now.My eyes darted around trying to find a possible escape route. “Just catching up on some reading,” I said evenly, tilting my head toward the books.Ryan let out a short, amused chuckle. "Oh? And here I thought you were digging where you shouldn’t."Zane and Cole stepped closer. Ethan’s breath was caught in his throat, gripping the table so tightly his knuckles
Chapter Eight
Liam’s POVMy fingers tightened around my phone, my heart pounding fast against my ribs. The words on the screen sent shock waves down my spine. [ UNKNOWN NUMBER: Next time, we won’t just be watching ] I lifted my head and scanned the dark parking lot.Who the hell sent this? Charles lit another cigarette, watching me with a smirk. “Something wrong, Liam?” he asked mischievouslyI clenched my jaw, debating whether to show him the text. But no—Charles wanted my shares. He wasn’t my friend. If anything, he was just another vulture circling, waiting for me to be desperate enough to give him what he wanted.“I’m fine,” I muttered, slipping my phone into my pocket. “I need time to think.”Charles exhaled a puff of smoke. “Time is the one thing you don’t have,” he said before walking into his car. He wasn’t wrong.I watched as he drove off into darkness.Ryan wasn’t just a school bully. He was a kingpin, a murderer, and now—someone had broken through to threaten me. If I wanted to survi
