The Ultimate Heir.

Engrossed in his normal morning duties within the Jenkins' mansion which he does every day before leaving for work, Zale Adair diligently attended to his chores.However, his concentration was abruptly broken by the distinct sound of his name resonating from beyond the mansion's walls.Curiosity piqued, Zale momentarily suspended his activities, casting a discerning gaze through the window to ascertain the caller's identity, even though he already guessed who it could potentially be.Indeed, Zale's intuition proved accurate, as the caller outside the mansion was none other than his mother-in-law, Cassidy Jenkins.She had returned from where she went last night.…..Zale Adair, a young man of twenty, bore the weight of an orphaned past, having endured the loss of his parents at a tender age. Despite the hardships that marked his early years, he possessed striking features that captured attention. His short, well-groomed black hair framed a countenance that exuded intelligence, complem

Upon entering the room, Zale found his wife, Sasha standing before the mirror, applying makeup as she did every morning before heading to work. Fresh out of the bath, she was draped only in a short bath towel.Sasha Jenkins, a stunning young woman standing six feet tall, possessed flawless skin, long dark hair, and enchanting green eyes that could captivate any man. Her beautiful features, highlighted by her alluring smile, had the power to make Zale forget his troubles and sorrows.Seeing her, all the sadness and anger Zale was feeling a while ago evaporated without a trace. It was replaced by instant happiness."Hi, babe. Finally done with your bath?" Zale greeted her with a radiant smile, eager to embrace her."No...No...No!" Sasha exclaimed, halting him in his tracks.Confused, Zale asked, "What's wrong? Can't I hug my beautiful wife?"Sasha wore a fake smile as she responded, "Look at the sweat on your face. I just took a bath. Do you want me to start all over again? I won't let

Mr. Crassus diverted his attention from the desktop computer to Zale and affirmed, "Yes, I called you. A prominent client has requested the delivery of some goods, and it'll be your job to make the delivery. Your regular duties that day will be handled by someone else. Is that clear to you?"When Zale heard this unexpected news, he was confused for a brief moment.The sudden change in his assigned task caught him off guard and left him momentarily surprised and conflicted.Zale couldn't help but wonder why his boss had chosen him of all people to make the delivery for such a high-profile customer.The thought crossed his mind, and he pondered the reasons for this decision, trying to understand the reason behind Mr. Crassus' choice.Considering that there were many capable delivery people in the company, including some who were possibly better than he was, Zale pondered the reasons behind Mr. Crassus' decision to give him this job.Also, given the previous instances in which Mr. Crassus

Zale jolted back into consciousness when he felt the touch on his lap."Sir, we have arrived. I'm sorry to have disturbed your sleep, but I really have to get to other customers," the cab driver politely apologized."It's all right. I should be the one apologizing, not the other way around," Zale said, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.He quickly unfastened the seatbelt that was wrapped around his slender waist and got out of the car."How much is the ride, sir?" Zale asked, looking at the cab driver.The cabby took a moment to calculate the fare before answering, "The fare is seventy dollars."Zale heaved a long sigh when he heard that. As a delivery man, he only earns the bare minimum, so this was so much money for him.Seventy dollars was about his monthly disposable income or even less.But regardless, he was willing to spend it because today was a special day for him.Today was his foster father's death anniversary, so it was no big deal for him to spend all his sa

Within a designated office at Spade's Delivery Home, a man with a protruding belly was visibly agitated, pacing incessantly. This restlessness was triggered by the reception of numerous phone calls from an anonymous private number, which had previously engaged in a business agreement with him."Where the hell is my package, asshole?!" A voice yelled on the other end of the phone, exasperated. "I didn't give you all that money for nothing. This is the fifth hour since you told me my package was on its way. What the hell is going on there anyway?!""Look, sir, this has never happened before. I already ordered your package to be delivered to you. Your package left the company a long time ago. I think the fault lies with the delivery person and I can't get through to..." Crassus tried to explain but was interrupted by the furious voice on the other end of the phone."How is that my business? I only want my package delivered along with the delivery person I paid for. I don't care how you d