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The rise of the lost heir Chapter 20:another encounter
"My ex is trying to ruin my life," Joe said, finally breaking the silence between them. Timothy’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Oh!" he exclaimed. "Wait, are you talking about the crazy lady who showed up at your company?" Joe furrowed his brow. "How do you know about that?" Timothy reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone. "It’s all over the internet, man. You haven’t seen it?" He tapped his screen a few times, then handed the phone over to Joe. "Here. Take a look." Joe’s stomach dropped as he stared at the video playing on the screen. It was footage of Rosie at his company, shouting about how he had abandoned her, claiming to be pregnant with his child. The crowd, the chaos—everything from earlier that day had been captured and uploaded for the world to see. The video had thousands of views already. "This is bad," Joe muttered. He handed the phone back to Timothy, feeling a wave of dread wash over him. "Don’t let it get to you," Timothy said. "As far as you didn’
The rise of the lost heir Chapter 21: Bad news
The man stood still, his dark coat blending into the shadows as he looked at Joe. He hadn’t said a word yet. He stood simply staring at Joe. "Why do you keep showing up at my house? And what business do you have with my family?" Joe demanded. The man raised an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly as if he were clueless. "Do I know you?" Joe clenched his fists. "What do you mean, do you know me? You’re the same guy who told me to steal from my girlfriend’s father, remember? Don’t act like you don’t know!" The man’s expression didn’t change. He blinked slowly, then shrugged. "I have no idea who you are or what you’re talking about." “That’s bullshit!” Joe yelled. “Don’t try to fucking pretend because it wouldn’t work on me.” "What are you hiding?" he snapped, taking a step closer. “I’m sorry. I don’t know who you are or what you want from me, " the man said. “That’s a fucking lie!” Joe said. “I’m not going leave you until you finally tell the truth.” “What are you smoking kid?
The rise of the lost heir Chapter 22: The terrible news
Jeremy’s expression changed, and I saw a hint of concern in his eyes. “Are you sure you really want to hear the bad news?” He asked, and Joe looked at him with a glare. “Stop asking questions and just lay it on me!” Joe said in a bold tone. Jeremy was hesitant, and my patience was wearing thin. “Jeremy!” Joe called out, and Jeremy adjusted a bit due to the tone of my voice. "Alright,” he began. “The bad news is that the media’s picked up on Rosie’s stunt yesterday at the company. It’s gaining traction, and people are starting to ask questions. Investors are getting nervous, and we’ve received a few emails from concerned partners." Jeremy took a step forward as he continued to speak. “The man who was supposed to meet up with us for the business deal—he canceled,” he said in a low tone. Joe, seated behind his desk, adjusted himself forward. His brow furrowed in confusion. “Canceled? What do you mean?” “He doesn’t want to talk about the proposal anymore. He called in earlier t
The rise of the lost heir Chapter 23: Alternatives
Joe's eyes were still fixed on the screen as Rosie spilled out more words. “Joe came to my house to threaten me, to silence me,” Rosie continued in a saddened tone. “But I will not be silenced. I deserve justice, and I will get it.” Her voice cracked just slightly as she spoke up. "This isn’t just for me. This is for every woman who's been pushed around, told to be quiet, or forced to live in fear because a man thought he had the upper hand." She looked into the camera with a piercing gaze. "I want other women to join me, to stand up and claim the justice they deserve. Nothing will stop me." Joe felt his heart pounding as Rosie’s accusations took a darker turn. Rosie leaned forward in the video, and a calm look took over her face. “I have more to say about Joe,” she continued, her voice lowering to an almost whisper. "When we were together before he left me, he snuck into my father’s study and stole important business documents. That was filled with ideas and plans that my fathe
The rise of the lost heir Chapter 24: crazy ex-girlfriend
“Are you insane?” Mr Adam shouted as Joe walked out of the estate the following day. “This plan is the only way out,” Joe said in a low tone as one of the maids passed by him. “There are other ways to approach this!” Mr Adam said in a firm voice. “What do you expect me to do? Silence her with money, Rosie’s father is freaking rich. She’s not going to want my money. The only way I can stop her is by doing this.” Mr. Adam furrowed his brows. “So you think kidnapping her would actually stop her? Aren’t you thinking about the consequences that comes with it, what if the media finds out?” “I'm going to be too careful, " Joe said, getting into the car. There’s no need to worry.” Mr Adam didn’t look convinced by Joe’s words, but he didn’t say anything after that. Joe started his car, zooming off immediately. His eyes were focused as he navigated the city streets, eventually pulling up at the diner Timothy had mentioned. As he entered, Joe could feel eyes on him. People whispered an
The rise of the lost heir Chapter 25: board meeting
“So, you need someone taken care of?” Ben asked bluntly, turning to look at Joe and Timothy, who were walking behind him. His eyes were on Joe, and Joe saw this as his cue to respond. “Not exactly taken care of,” Joe replied, feeling the weight of Ben’s stare. “Just... managed. I want you to make sure she knows she’s overstepped.” Ben’s lips curled into a smirk. “Right. The ex-girlfriend, huh?” Joe glanced at Timothy, who shrugged. “Ben’s a man who likes to stay informed.” Joe took a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. “She’s been spreading lies. She is doing everything she can to ruin me. I need her... discouraged. But I don’t want it to come back to me.” Ben crossed his arms, eyeing Joe thoughtfully. “Discouraged. Alright. I’ll see what I can do. But there’s a price.” Joe nodded. “Money isn’t an issue.” Ben raised an eyebrow. “Good. Then we’re on the same page.” Ben turned to look at Timothy. “You know what to do.” Timothy nodded, and after that, they turned to lea
The rise of the lost heir Chapter 26: Downtown
Joe stepped into his office the next morning. As he made his way inside, he was greeted by Jeremy, who had a sad look on his face."Morning, sir," Jeremy said as he moved closer to Joe.Joe sighed. “Don’t tell me something terrible happened this morning.”Jeremy took a deep breath. "We lost an investor this morning—one of the big ones," he explained. "The board wants to discuss how we're going to manage this... they’re waiting for you in the boardroom."Joe nodded, setting his briefcase down before making his way toward the boardroom. As he entered, he was greeted by a line of faces—some anxious, some outright disapproving."Joe, we've been expecting you," Mr. Maxwell said, gesturing toward an empty seat at the table."I'm aware," Joe responded, taking a seat as the board members exchanged glancesJoe took his place at the head of the table, glancing around as the others settled.Mr. Maxwell cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Thank you all for coming on such short notice. We h
The rise of the lost heir Chapter 27: Did you miss me?
Joe felt his stomach twist as he pulled up downtown. He stepped out of his car, glancing around to ensure he wasn’t being watched, as he took a step forward. He saw Timothy standing by his car at the entrance “What happened?” Joe asked. Timothy glanced around, lowering his voice as he spoke. “Walk with me,” he said. Timothy directed Joe down a path as they moved farther. Their footsteps echoed against the dusty concrete. Timothy paused in front of a building when he stepped in; he led Joe to a room where Ben was pacing angrily, his face twisted with rage. Two of Ben’s men stood nearby, visibly injured. One was nursing a swollen arm, the other with a bruise on his cheek. Ben stopped mid-pace when he saw Joe, and his gaze darkened. “You!” Ben snarled, pointing an accusing finger at Joe before charging over to grab Joe by his tie. Joe stumbled backward, his collar pulling tight around his neck as Ben's grip tightened. “Hey!” Timothy shouted, stepping forward and placing a
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Chapter 184: Rise to the top
The dim light of the early morning filtered through the broken windows of Edgar’s mansion. Joe stood in the center of the abandoned estate, the weight of the situation settling heavily on his shoulders. Joe’s heart pounded in his chest as he made his way through the mansion’s dark hallways. Edgar had told him the document was hidden in a secure room—a secret vault that only Edgar knew how to access. It was a good thing, Edgar had directed him on how to go about it. As he walked through the old mansion, his eyes landed on old portraits of Mitford family. They looked so happy, huddled together and Joe couldn’t believe that the Sanchez gang had whipped out all of them—The three brothers and their parents. Joe wondered how Edgar could have felt striving through the walls of their mansion all alone. It must have been sad moment for him. Joe snapped off out of his thoughts as he stopped in front of a wooden door at the end of a long corridor. The lock was old and rusty, but the mech
Chapter 183: The war had begun
“Speak to me!” Joe demanded as he watched Timothy crumble. Tears were still falling down his face, and Joe felt his heart ache as he started at his friend. He moved closer wrapping his hands around Timothy. Timothy’s pale face moved in Joe’s direction, and during that moment he managed to wipe off his tears. He swallowed hard before speaking, his voice was low and filled with sorrow. “Joe… you don’t know everything, do you?” Joe’s brow furrowed in confusion, his mind racing to make sense of the words, but it was hard to focus, hard to understand. “What are you talking about? What happened to them? To Mr. Adam? He was—he was looking for me, right? He was out there searching for me after I—after they said I was dead.” Timothy nodded slowly, the sadness in his eyes deepening. “Mr. Adam never stopped looking for you. He never believed that you were dead. The moment he heard about the accident, he knew something wasn’t right. He started investigating, digging into the people around hi
Chapter 182: His death
The morning sun streamed through the windows of Joe's office. Joe sat behind his desk, scanning the itinerary for an upcoming business trip. Mr. Adam stood across from him, arms crossed, with a look of concern etched across his face. “It’s just a two-day trip,” Joe said, his tone exasperated as he looked up at Mr. Adam. “I don’t need a bodyguard or a driver. I can handle this on my own.” Mr. Adam shook his head firmly. “Joe, this isn’t up for debate. After everything that’s happened, I’m not letting you go without some form of protection. This isn’t about distrust; it’s about being cautious.” Dexter, who had been leaning against the doorway listening quietly, chimed in. “Adam’s right, Joe. You’ve made a lot of enemies over the years, and you know that. It’s not about being paranoid; it’s about being prepared.” Joe sighed, leaning back in his chair. He pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly frustrated. “Dexter, it’s a quick trip to a neighboring town. I’m not flying to anothe
Chapter 181: letting loose
With John behind bars and the chaos finally settling, Joe began to lean on Dexter more. The man who had once been a stranger was now an ally, and slowly, Joe found himself trusting him. One day, as they sat in Joe’s office after a meeting, Joe asked, “Dexter, have you thought about what you’d like to do.” “You know workwise, I mean?” Joe added. Dexter looked thoughtful for a moment before replying, “If I could choose, I’d want to work with Mr. Adam. He seems like someone I could learn from, and... I’d like to be part of keeping you safe.” Joe smiled. “I’ll talk to him. I think he’d be glad to have you on board.” True to his word, Joe brought it up with Mr. Adam the next day. “Mr. Adam,” Joe said, stopping him in the hallway. “Dexter wants to work with you and your security team. What do you think?” Mr. Adam considered it briefly. “I think it’s a good idea. I’ll assign him to my team and keep him close. He’s earned our trust.” As days passed, Dexter took to his new rol
Chapter 180: His return
The morning was crisp and quiet, a deceptive calm before what Joe knew would be a chaotic day. He knew what was coming next and braced himself for it. Joe went about his day acting like everything was alright. “Good morning John!” He said with a smile which John returned. “Someone looks happy today.” John said. “What’s happening?” “Victory.” Joe said with a smile. “Victory at last.” John looked at joe with a confused look on his face. “What do you mean by victory?” John asked. Joe was hesitant before he responded, he picked up his glass of champagne walking out of the kitchen with an even wider smile. “You will see.” He finally said before leaving the Kitchen. Hours later, Joe stood outside his home, watching as police cars rolled up the driveway. Chief Ken stepped out, with a stern expression on his face. “Are you ready?” Chief Ken asked, his tone leaving no room for hesitation. Joe nodded, his jaw tight. “Let’s get this over with.” Inside the house, John
Chapter 179:Saving Mr. Adam
“It’s John He’s working with Ken Sanchez.”Joe said staring straight into Lady Penelope’s eyes. Lady Penelope’s eyes narrowed. “Ken Sanchez? The gang leader?” “Yes,” Joe replied, running a hand through his hair. “I met with that guy that told me he has answers, his name is Dexter Harrison. He used to be part of the Sanchez gang. He showed me evidence—pictures, recordings—proving that John struck a deal with Ken. He’s been working to take me down.” Lady Penelope leaned back, her face darkening. “Well, that explains why he has been acting weird recently” she said quietly. Joe shook his head, the betrayal still raw. “I trusted him, lady Penelope. I treated him like family. And now... now I don’t know what to do. I don’t even know if I can trust this Dexter guy. What if he’s playing me too?” Lady Penelope reached out, placing a reassuring hand on his arm. “You’re right to be cautious. Don’t trust Dexter fully, but use him. If he’s telling the truth, he’s your best chance at getting
Chapter 178: Answers
Joe stepped into his car. He exhaled sharply as he started the engine. ‘I hope this isn’t a dead end or trap.’ He said to himself as he directed his car out of the estate. Soon, he was on the freeway heading to the narrow streets leading to Abbey Street. He glanced at the location on his phone once more, unable to shake the unease creeping through his chest. Abbey Street was a place gang activity took place—a place where people dared not tread. As he turned the corner, the narrow street came into view and before he knew it he was driving into Abbey street. His anxiety spiked. “Why here?” he muttered to himself, his knuckles whitening on the wheel. Parking his car a safe distance from the street, Joe texted Timothy about his location. “On Abbey Street. Just in case. Will update.” A moment later, a reply came through: “Be careful. Call me if anything happens.” Joe’s phone buzzed again, this time with a message from the anonymous number. “Come forward.” The message read.
Chapter 177: Need for answers
Joe sat at his desk, his eyes glued to his computer screen as he buried himself in work. Numbers, contracts, and endless reports were his refuge, keeping him from dwelling on the failed mission and the nagging fear that Mr. Adam might never be found. As Joe left his office later that afternoon, heading toward his car, something unusual caught his eye. A small parcel was perched neatly on the hood of his vehicle. His two bodyguards, who always stayed close, exchanged a glance and moved swiftly toward it. “Stay back, Mr. Whitmore,” one of them said firmly, waving him away. Joe nodded, keeping his distance as the guards carefully inspected the parcel. They dismantled the wrapping with precision, ensuring it wasn’t a threat, while Joe’s unease grew by the second. Finally, one of them called out, “It’s just pictures.” Joe stepped closer, his pulse quickening. He peered inside, and his breath hitched at the sight. Spread across the small box were a series of photographs. The first
Chapter 176: Someone closeby
Joe's hands gripped the dashboard tightly as Xavier pulled the SUV into a secluded spot near the old, crumbling church. The faint sound of the railway echoed nearby, confirming that they were in the right place. Joe glanced out the window, the eerie stillness of the surroundings unsettling him. “This is it,” Joe said, nodding toward the building. Xavier cut the engine and turned to him. “Stay in the car,” he said firmly, his voice sounding commanding. “No,” Joe replied immediately, unbuckling his seatbelt. Xavier frowned. “This isn’t up for debate. It’s dangerous. If something goes wrong, I can’t guarantee your safety.” Joe glared at him. “I’m coming. Mr. Adam is my friend, and I’m not going to sit back while you go in alone. Either we do this together, or I’m going in by myself.” Xavier sighed, his lips pressing into a thin line. He could see there was no convincing Joe otherwise. “Fine,” he muttered, grabbing his gun from the glove compartment. “But you follow my lead
