HEIR TO THE NOAH’S EMPIRE(son-in-law)

CHAPTER EIGHT

He couldn’t even begin to explain what had just happened to him. His life was changing right in front of his eyes. He was apparently the owner of a very well-to-do company. And his account was clouded with cash. The money he could use to do about anything. And he was the best customer at the bank. Making him a millionaire.

After the meeting, he went to his office, talking to Charity and listening to what she had to say about everything. She explained more to him about what happened and why he was only finding about this now. She told him a bit about the company and gave him some files he can go through that will help him better manage the company.

He had no experience whatsoever about running the company. And that scared the crap out of him that he might fail his grandfather-in-law.

Mr. Noah trusted him that much to give him the company. To leave him something that will end up changing his life for the best. That was changing his life.

“Charity, I do not know what I’m doing here? I don’t even know why he would think I have what it takes for me to run the company. I didn’t even finish my studies,” he complained.

“That is what makes you the best one to run it. You have seen and experienced pain. You are hungry to make this work. So that you don’t ever go back to suffering. That makes you more than capable of running this place. He trusted this in your hand and I trust you will do great. Now, it’s time up. They will be locking the place up soon,” she sipped on her coffee.

“Thank you for being here. For helping me with this. Now we have those British investors to make the new wine. You need to think of a name for it,” he spoke as he packed up the files in the briefcase she gave him earlier. “I have somewhere I need to be as soon as possible. Do you mind driving me there?” He asked her.

“Sir, you have enough cars to take one. Who do you think is the owner of those cars outside? This is your company and half of the cars you saw outside are for the company. Just take one. And judging by your behavior, I bet you don’t even know about the mansion,” she spoke as he locked his office.

He turned to her. Can this day get any better than this? A mansion? The only mansion he knew was the one the Noah family was leaving in. The house he has been working at ever since Mr. Noah died.

“What mansion are you talking about?” He asked her.

“The one the family leaves in. Surely they have informed you about that. Didn’t a lawyer or someone come home? Mr. Noah told me about it. I even have the paper you need to prove it,” she spoke — looking through the bag. “Dammit, I think I left them home,” she spoke.

The mansion was his. And the all family must have known about it. Why didn’t they tell him about it? How could they hide such a thing from him? And did Eliza know as well? She should have mentioned something about it. She had been seeing him suffer each and every day in that mansion. And yet she said nothing about it.

Was saving her necessary? She had allowed her family treating him like trash for so long. And yet she never defended him. Not even once. And now she has even signed the divorce papers and asking him to do the same.

“It’s cool. You can come with them tomorrow. Have a good night and I will see you tomorrow morning. We do have a meeting with the production people if I’m not mistaken,” he opened a door to a black SUV.

“Yes, sir. And have a good night as well,” she entered her car and took off.

He was left alone outside. Looking at the place. Admiring its beaut and still thinking how this all thing was possible. He took out the locket and opened it. He looked at a picture of an old man. With gray hair all over his head.

“You sneak old man. You did it. You helped me even when I’m not related to you in any way. Thank you, sir. I will not forget this,” he spoke and entered the car. And the words Mr. Noah used to tell him echoed in his head. We never give up on family.

He looked around the car. Smelling the scent of the car. His first car. From a bike to a car.

But how can he just let it go? How will be over look everything they did to him. Everything they have been doing to him. Just two nights ago, they told him to work the all night after the party. She didn’t even mention him as part of the family during her birthday party. How was he going to overlook that and just move on?

He drove as fast as he could. Trying to call Eliza, but the woman was not picking up her phone. He tried again, but still nothing.

“Come on, woman. Just a little longer,” he said as he increased the car speed.

After a few minutes, he reached the company. And he saw the car that brought Eliza to work. And other cars that belonged to the Noah family.

He parked the car and went running inside the office. Then, as he was about to enter the meeting room, someone called him behind.

He turned, and saw it was Jackson. “What are you doing here? Do you need money for you new bike?” He smirked at the man.

“I don’t have time for this right now. But I will get back to you for killing Vea,” he told him assuredly, and walked inside the room.

Eliza was standing before everyone. All the Noah family was present. Even grandmother and his mother-in-law. They all just glared at him.

“I told you I will find a way,” he sighed as he caught his breath. Smiling at his wife.