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The Unexpected Heir Determination
Alice was taken aback by the sudden announcement, her eyes widening in surprise as she wondered why her father was rushing into this decision. "When did you decide this?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of skepticism, her brow furrowed in concern.Mr. Henry's face lit up with a warm smile, his eyes shining with a gentle light. "I made up my mind even before I knew about you," he said, his voice filled with a sense of conviction, his words spoken with a quiet confidence.Alice's gaze narrowed slightly, her mind racing with questions. "But why?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes searching her father's face for answers.Mr. Henry's expression turned wistful, his eyes clouding over with a hint of sadness. "I thought it was the right thing to do," he said, his voice filled with a deep longing. "We can all start fresh and be happy together. My wife passed away a long time ago, and I've been alone for almost ten years now." His voice cracked slightly, his eyes well
The Unexpected Heir Declined
Charlie was engrossed in his work, typing away on his computer, when his phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence of his office. He glanced at the caller ID and rolled his eyes, recognizing the number as his father's. With a sigh, he picked up the phone, bringing it closer to his ear."Hey! Mr Thompson," he said, his tone laced with sarcasm, a hint of annoyance creeping into his voice.His father's voice came through the line, firm and commanding. "Meet me soon, we have to be somewhere together."Charlie scoffed, his eyes rolling in exasperation. "Dad, I am a bit busy right now. Can you postpone it?" he asked, his tone laced with a hint of frustration.His father's response was firm. "No, Charlie, this can't wait. I need you here now. It's important."Charlie's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. What could his father want now? He let out a deep sigh, his shoulders sagging in resignation."Fine, Dad. Where and when?" he asked, his tone laced with reluctance.His father
The Unexpected Heir President daughter
"I can't believe you would be so reckless, Mr. Thompson," Charlie continued, his voice stern. "You know the president's reputation, and now you've put me in a difficult position. How am I supposed to fix this?"Mr. Thompson looked down, his face red with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Charlie. I really didn't think it would go this far. I'll do anything to help fix it."The room fell silent, the weight of the situation sinking in. Charlie's eyes narrowed, determination etched on his face. "Let the president think whatever he thinks. I am not going to get married to her daughter," Charlie said firmly, his voice laced with determination."I know, Charlie, just calm down. That's why I asked you to come. So we can go to the president together. Maybe you might be able to convince him," Mr. Thompson suggested, his tone soothing.Charlie scoffed, his expression incredulous. "Convince him? You think I can just walk into the president's office and convince him to change his mind? He's not exactly
The Unexpected Heir Love
"So, Charlie, what did you have to say?" the president inquired, his voice firm but curious, his eyes fixed intently on him.Charlie took a long, deep breath, his chest rising and falling with the effort, as he gathered his thoughts. "I am sorry, Mr. President," he began, his words direct and unambiguous, "but I don't know what you and my father must have discussed. However, your proposal for me to marry your daughter doesn't seem possible," he explained, his tone polite but assertive, leaving no room for misinterpretation.The president's expression turned thoughtful, his eyes narrowing slightly as he considered Charlie's words. The room was silent, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioning, as the weight of his response hung in the balance."Why did you think so?" the President asked, his tone inquiring and non-confrontational, his eyes seeking understanding. "She's a beautiful and loving lady, and I know you're the right man for her. Tell me, why can't you be with her?"C
The Unexpected Heir Therapist
Charlie took a deep breath, her voice steady but laced with a hint of guilt. "I'm sorry, Electra. I couldn't reciprocate your love. I'm in love with someone else, and I'm expecting a baby."Electra's face contorted in shock and pain, tears welling up in her eyes. "Why are you telling me this now?" she asked, her voice cracking with emotion. "Why!" she repeated, the words cutting through her like a sharp hammer.Charlie's expression turned stern, trying not to sound harsh but his voice betrays a hint of softness. "I'm telling you this so you can accept the truth that's right in front of you. It's time to move on, Electra.” He paused and continued. "I know this is difficult for you to take in, but you have to accept the truth right in front of you. Look at me, Electra. I'm standing here in front of you, and I'm telling you that I don't deserve your love. I never loved you. My heart belongs to someone else, and I'm having a child with her. So don't let me hold you back from your journey
The Unexpected Heir Bruises
"Is that what you wanted?" Electra asked, her voice tinged with skepticism. Charlie nodded boldly, his eyes shining with determination. "Yes, I am going to be your therapist if you agree to convince your parents to be present at my wedding, including you." Electra scoffed, her expression incredulous. "As long as you're my therapist, they will be present at your wedding," she said, her voice laced with a hint of resignation. Charlie's face lit up with excitement as he nodded profusely, his hands clasped together in a triumphant gesture. "Really? You'll do it? You'll come to my wedding and bring your parents?" he asked, his enthusiasm barely contained. Electra rolled her eyes good-naturedly, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Charlie. I'll be there, and so will my parents. But don't think this means I'm going easy on you in our therapy sessions.” "You know I am always up for a challenge, let's go so you could convince your parents," Charlie said, his eyes gleaming with confide
The Unexpected Heir What's that?
Charlie drove to his company, his mind racing with thoughts of anger and retribution. After parking his car, he got out, his face set in a determined scowl. He stormed through the hallway, his long strides eating up the distance, his eyes fixed on the door to his office.As he approached, he could see Leo waiting for him, his expression grave. "Where's Fiona?" He asked, his voice firm and commanding.Leo pointed to his office, his hand trembling slightly. "She said she was going to wait for you in your office," Leo said, his voice barely above a whisper.Without saying any more words, Charlie pushed his office door open, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of his sister. And then, he saw her. Fiona was sitting in his chair, her face bruised and swollen, her eyes red from crying. Charlie's heart raced with anger and concern as he rushed to her side."Fiona, oh no Fiona," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "What did he do to you?" He gently lifted her face, examining her
The Unexpected Heir Internal injury
"Yes, he's the one," Fiona said, her voice firm.Charlie scoffed. "What did he say?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.Fiona took a deep breath and read out the message from Michael. As she spoke, Charlie's face turned red with anger. "That son of a bitch! I wish I could kill him!" he exclaimed, his fists clenched, holding the steering wheel with the other hand. Fiona's eyes flashed with warning. "Charlie, calm down. This isn't helping."But Charlie was beyond reason. "He's got some nerve, I am going to kill him after getting rid of that video !"Fiona placed a hand on Charlie's arm, trying to calm him down. "."Fiona got out of the car, her eyes fixed on the hospital entrance. Charlie followed her, his jaw still clenched in anger, but his movements calm and deliberate.As they walked into the hospital, Fiona's pace quickened, her heart racing with anticipation. Charlie kept pace beside her, his eyes scanning the surroundings, his expression still tense.They reached the reception desk,