Unexpected Inheritance

Chapter 6

David woke up the next morning in the hotel room, his mind still racing from everything that had happened the night before. Before he could even settle into his thoughts, a knock at the door interrupted him. It was Arthur's driver, Kelvin, waiting to take him somewhere.

“Good morning, young master.”

“Who are you?” David asked.

“I'm Kelvin, master Arthur's personal driver. I was sent to take you to the mansion.”

David raised an eyebrow. "Why not just have me come directly to you?"

Kelvin gave a polite smile. "We need to be careful. Too many eyes are on you now. This isn't the time to be seen in public, so Arthur arranged a private meeting. Trust me, it's for your safety."

David nodded, though skepticism lingered in his mind. He had little choice but to follow the driver, as everything about this new world seemed beyond his grasp. The driver said nothing further as they left the hotel, the air around them thick with tension.

The car drove for what felt like three hours, the quiet broken only by the soft hum of the engine. Finally, they arrived at a massive mansion. David could hardly believe his eyes.

A huge black gate stood before them, adorned with a golden "K," a symbol of something grand. As Kelvin pressed something on his phone, the gate slowly opened, revealing a sprawling estate. The mansion itself was a masterpiece of design, white and gold details gleaming in the sunlight. At the top of the building, in elegant lettering, the word "Knight" was displayed proudly.

David stared, his jaw dropping slightly. "This is... unreal."

Kelvin pulled the car into a corner of the driveway and opened the door for David. "Come on, young master."

David didn’t respond to the title. He wasn’t used to such treatment and was still trying to process everything that had happened. He stepped out and took in the sight of the mansion once more. There were sculptures lining the path, a fountain at the center, and everything screamed wealth beyond imagination. It was overwhelming, and the thought that it might all belong to him made his head spin.

As they walked toward the entrance, Kelvin turned to him. "Shall we go inside?"

David nodded, still taking in his surroundings. The interior was even more impressive than the exterior, with priceless art decorating the walls and crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. Maids and staff moved quietly, attending to various tasks. David couldn’t help but wonder: was this really his? How could something so immense, so beautiful, be tied to his name?

They stopped in front of a door, and Kelvin knocked twice. A voice from inside called out, "Come in."

David entered, his nerves beginning to fray. Arthur was waiting for him, seated behind a large desk. He looked calm, composed—like nothing was out of place. He motioned to a chair in front of him.

"Please, have a seat."

David hesitated, then sat down. His hands were clenched tightly in his lap, and his mind raced. He couldn't shake the feeling that everything was changing too quickly.

"Who is behind all this?" David asked, his voice steady but laced with confusion. "Who wants me dead?"

Arthur leaned back in his chair. "It's your father’s younger brother, your uncle. He’s the one responsible for your parents' deaths, and he’s the one after you now. But that’s all in the past. It's time to look ahead, David. You’re the heir to the Knight's Conglomerate now."

"Knight’s Conglomerate?" David echoed, still reeling from the weight of Arthur's words.

"Yes," Arthur confirmed. "Your father’s legacy. The Knight's Conglomerate is a network of 55 companies, 10 oil wells, and over 90 businesses across the globe. You control 80 to 95% of shares in those companies. You’re a Trillionair, David, and this is just the beginning."

David’s mind struggled to keep up. How could one man own all of that? It was incomprehensible.

Arthur continued, unbothered by David’s stunned silence. "I’ve already signed the documents. You’re the new head of the conglomerate. I’ve sent the emails to all the managers; they’ll be expecting you."

David’s head spun. "Wait, what? That’s... too much. I’m not ready for this."

Arthur gave a reassuring smile. "You’re ready. Don’t worry. I’ll guide you every step of the way."

Arthur stood up and walked to a cabinet across the room. He returned with a briefcase, and the family logo embossed on it. He placed it on the desk and opened it slowly. Inside, David expected to find stacks of paperwork, maybe contracts or financial statements. But what he saw left him speechless.

A single black card rested inside, different from the one Arthur had given him in the hospital, its surface gleaming under the light. The card had a golden "K" logo on it, and Arthur’s eyes gleamed with pride as he explained.

"This is the most valuable item in the Knight’s Conglomerate. This card holds all the assets of the family, all of our wealth. It’s a special credit card, only usable by a true Knight. It’s embedded with a DNA recognition system. Only the rightful heir can activate it."

David took a slow breath, his mind still trying to process the magnitude of it all. "So, you’re telling me this... this card controls everything?"

"Exactly," Arthur said. "And now, it’s yours."

David sat there, numb. One minute, he was just a regular man, trying to make ends meet. The next, he was the heir to a global empire. It was too much to take in. Just yesterday, his woman left him for someone richer because he was broke. But now, he's the owner of the world largest conglomerate.

"You may not feel ready," Arthur said, "but this is your birthright. You are the Knight now. Kelvin will help you get settled. You’ll rest for now, and we can talk more later."

David nodded, though his thoughts were a whirlwind. He had so many questions, but one thing stood out.

As they walked toward the door, David’s eyes landed on a framed photograph on the wall. It was a picture of a woman and a child. Something about it tugged at his heart.

"Who is that?" David asked, pointing to the picture.

Arthur looked at the photo, and his expression softened. "That’s your mother, Eleanor."

David felt a rush of emotion—grief, confusion, and anger all at once. His mind raced with questions. "My…mom?" He stammered, her face looked so familiar.

Arthur’s gaze darkened. "I know She’s gone, David. But I promise you, she’s with us in spirit."

David couldn’t hold back anymore. The emotions hit him all at once. His heart ached, and his thoughts scattered. He needed to know more. He had to know everything about his family, about his mother.

"I need to go see her," David said, his voice shaky. "I want to visit her grave."