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The Second Heir Chapter 73
In a luxurious building in Ruam, a sophisticated-looking woman dressed as a secretary walked through the polished marble hallways, carrying a stack of important document files. Her steps were confident and measured, befitting someone who worked in the upper echelons of the business world. She approached a grand wooden door, where a golden nameplate read "President's Office."With a soft knock on the door, a deep voice from within commanded, “Come in.”The secretary opened the door and entered the room. It was an opulent space, adorned with tasteful art and plush furnishings with the ‘F’ symbol engraved on them.At the desk, a middle-aged man with a commanding presence sat, his sharp eyes scrutinizing the document before him.“Master, I’ve gathered everything you requested,” the secretary said, bowing respectfully.The man looked up, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Ah, good job. Let me see what you've got," he replied, his voice oozing authority.The secretary handed over the file
The Second Heir Chapter 74
Dylan huffed in annoyance as he stared at the flight information display once again. "Delayed again? Seriously?!" he muttered, frustration evident in his voice, while Greg, on the other hand, surprisingly remained calm as he leaned back in his seat.“Well, what can we do, Dylan? Delays happen sometimes. After all, they are a part of traveling," he said, trying to reassure his friend.Dylan glanced at Greg, raising an eyebrow. "Aren't you bothered by this at all? We've been waiting for hours!" he exclaimed.Greg chuckled lightly. "Well, getting upset won't change the situation, will it? We'll get on that plane eventually. In the meantime, why don't we find something to do to pass the time?" he suggested.Dylan sighed, realizing that Greg had a point. "Fine, but what do you suggest we do?" he asked, genuinely curious about how Greg remained so composed.“Hmmm… Well, there are plenty of things we can do here, like grabbing something to eat, exploring the airport, or even finding a quiet
The Second Heir Chapter 75
In the opulent estate of Von Ritcher, the atmosphere was tense as Austine stood in their bedroom, holding the incriminating photos of his son, Greg. His eyes burned with anger and resentment as he stared at the images, and his hands trembled with emotion.“W—What’s this?! How dare he bring shame to this family!" Austine’s voice quivered with rage, unable to contain the flood of emotions that surged within him.“Oh, my darling, it’s truly heart-wrenching to see such betrayal from your own flesh and blood. Especially after you’re kind enough to give him a second chance to prove himself,” she said with a hint of sarcasm, carefully gauging Austine’s reaction.Austine's grip on the photos tightened, and his anger grew with each passing second. "I trusted him, believed in him, and this is how he repays me? By tarnishing the Von Ritcher name with this?" he seethed.Lorraine continued to goad him, her voice dripping with disdain. "I always knew he was a disappointment, but to think he stooped
The Second Heir Chapter 76
Greg and Dylan exchanged puzzled glances as they observed the stark contrast between the two siblings.While the little girl was adorned in elegance, her brother seemed to be struggling in shabby attire. It was a sight that tugged at their hearts and left them with many questions.“Isn’t that strange?” Dylan whispered to Greg, trying not to be obvious as he gestured towards the children.“Yeah, it is,” Greg replied in a hushed tone, concern etched on his face. “I mean, they’re siblings, right? Why is there such a huge difference in how they’re dressed?”As they continued to watch, the mother and her children were seated at a nearby table, and Lucy approached them to take their order.Curiosity getting the better of him, Greg leaned towards Lucy as she came back to their table with their food. "Hey, Lucy, sorry to pry, but do you know anything about that family over there? The one with the two kids,” he asked, trying to sound casual.Lucy looked at the family and then back at Greg, a h
The Second Heir Chapter 77
In one of the opulent private study rooms at Von Ritcher estate, a young man named Griffin stood just outside the closed door, anxiously fidgeting with the cuff of his tailored shirt.Inside, his homeschool teacher, Mr. Davies, was engaged in yet another heated conversation with Griffin's mother, Lorraine.The teacher's voice was filled with frustration and annoyance as he complained about Griffin's persistent laziness and occasional bouts of rudeness during their study sessions. He recounted numerous futile attempts to motivate the young man, but all had fallen flat."I've had enough, Mrs. Von Ritcher! I cannot tolerate Griffin's behavior any longer. He refuses to pay attention, and every attempt to engage him has failed. He's simply not interested in his studies!" the teacher exclaimed exasperatedly, throwing his hands up in the air for emphasis.Lorraine, sitting regally behind the grand wooden desk, let out an exasperated sigh. She had dealt with similar complaints about her son n
The Second Heir Chapter 78
Greg and Dylan stepped through the grand entrance of The Von Ritcher estate. The mansion’s interior was adorned with exquisite artwork, elegant chandeliers, and lavish furnishings. The grandeur of the estate left everyone who saw it in awe, yet for Greg… It just brings him a feeling of nostalgia and discomfort. As they walked through the familiar halls, Greg’s mind drifted back to his childhood years spent in this very house. The memories flooded back, some pleasant, but mostly overshadowed by the weight of the past. This place had never truly felt like home to him and the strained relationship with his father and his cunning stepmother added to the uneasy atmosphere. “Nothing’s changed,” Greg thought to himself, observing the portraits of his ancestors that were still hanging on the walls. Despite the passage of time, the mansion seemed frozen in its luxurious glory, a stark contrast to the changes that had occurred in his own life. As Greg and Dylan wandered deeper into the esta
The Second Heir Chapter 79
The formal dinner at the Von Ritcher estate commenced with an air of tense silence. The clinking of silverware against fine china was the only sound that filled the opulent dining room. Greg sat at the table, maintaining his calm demeanor while his stepmother, Lorraine, engaged with his father, Austine, in a hushed conversation. "Austine, you couldn’t believe what just happened today. Griffin has been showing remarkable progress in his studies lately, and his teacher praised him. They even state that he seems more focused and dedicated than ever," Lorraine said, her tone tinged with satisfaction. Austine responded with a brief nod. "That's good to hear. I'm glad to see him taking his future seriously." Greg couldn't help but silently laugh to himself. He knew Griffin well enough to suspect that his newfound interest in his studies was merely a show for their father's benefit. Nonetheless, he kept his amusement hidden and continued to focus on his meal. As the conversation between
The Second Heir Chapter 80
BLAM! Lorraine slammed the bedroom door shut with a resounding thud. Her rage simmered within her, threatening to boil over. She couldn't believe Austine's audacity to consider Greg as the sole heir once again! All her carefully laid plans to secure the position for her own son, Griffin, were now in jeopardy. "How can he do this?" Lorraine seethed, pacing back and forth in her luxurious bedroom. "After all I've done to be in this family, including marrying that old hag… He still wants to give that stupid son a second chance?! What's so hard about making Griffin an heir anyway?! All Griffin has ever done is get sent to a labor institution for selling weapons and drugs! Didn’t Austine think that that STUPID Greg could get into bigger problems if that picture is out?!" Lorraine’s anger only intensified when she recalled how Austine requested Greg to come to his study room to discuss the second chance further. Why didn't Austine just talk in the dining room? Did he think of them as ou