Last Descendant Of Money

"I think it's time I taught that woman a lesson or two," Edgar said bitterly as he looked around the messed up kitchen which was most probably messed up on purpose for him to clean up."I think so too, but you should do it in a sensible way. Forget the messed up kitchen. You can clean it up with the flick of a finger. You have what a normal person does not. Powers bought with your father's money." Lucas, his caretaker since birth pointed out. He was 10 years older but looked as young as Edgar. Edgar frowned. Lucas came and went whenever he liked. It was annoying. Edgar sometimes liked the fact that Lucas was not like any other ass-licking servants he knew. However, he still found it annoying sometimes and whenever he did, he could say nothing. The Lucas he knew would never make an effort to change after all. Derp down, Edgar hoped he would not anyway."I have received enough insults from her. Does she know who I am?""No, she doesn't. If she did," Lucas paused and laughed. "She would

Edgar leaned back on his Plume Blanche diamond-encrusted sofa. He had to admit that the last thing he wanted was to go back to Patricia's house.He enjoyed life without having to deal with Patricia and her mother's nagging. Edgar smirked at the thought of Patricia and her mother. Since he left, they had been moving from one disaster. The man, Patricia had divorced him to get married to, left her. Of course, as a businessman, the last thing he wanted was a liability."If you continue relaxing all day, you would never get to at least avenge your family's death and you'd increase the chance of him finding you."Edgar frowned. He hated Lucas' voice and that was because it was always ringing in his ear whenever he did something he should not do."So you think me letting rude and good for nothing people mistreat me is the best way to stay away from the eyes of my family's murderer.""Exactly."Edgar rolled his eyes. He had listened to Lucas in the past when he asked him to disguise himself

It was one pm.Edgar turned to glance at the lady he had saved last night.He frowned. How long was she going to sleep? She was snoring loudly and it made the scenario more annoying.The last thing he wanted was an unknown, snoring lady sleeping on his bed all day and it made him rethink if saving her was a good solution."I know you feel like beating her up till she wakes up, but don't think of it."Edgar frowned. He turned to his right hand side which was empty a few moments again to see Lucas standing. He could not emphasize how much he hated it whenever Lucas did that."Why are you always sneaking up on me? Dude, that's creepy. Don't do it again.""You're not the one to tell me what to do? I always keep on telling you this?""What do you want?" Edgar frowned. The dude was annoying. "Just go away.""You can't tell me to do that, either?"Edgar turned to him and frowned. "Didn't you say you would gladly leave if I told you to?"Lucas laughed. "Of course, that's a joke. You have no r

"Don't you think you are overdressing, especially for an occasion you say you're not interested in." It was Lucas talking.It was the day to do Edna 'a favor '. She had invited him to a party of which she had to come to with a plus one."It's a party filled with those snobbish rich people who love showing off. How am I overdressing?""Isn't it obvious? You're wearing a suit worth fifty thousand dollars. That's too much even for a party filled with snobbish rich people who like showing off. Aren't you doing the same?"Edgar rolled his eyes. He wished he could cast a silencing spell on Lucas. He was disturbing his peace."Plus, with news going around of you trying to kidnap Patricia's child, the last thing you want is to draw more attention to yourself."Edgar made a fist. He turned to Lucas abruptly. His face was red hot. "I watched those evil people take Julian away from me. Why? Because you don't want me to get the attention of a man who might even be dead. Don't you dare try to scho

Edgar stood before the mansion standing tall before him. Everything about the mansion spelt money even for a descendant of the god of money. The intricate carvings adorning the facade of the building suggested that it was an ancient one- ancient and majestic one.Edgar turned to the oak door.What was next, he thought to himself. The owner of the building, father of Edna, would warn him to stay away. Edgar scoffed.He was a hundred times richer.He looked around the building which was most likely his best. He had plenty like this and they were nowhere near his best.The oak door was pushed open by the man at the door as Edgar got close, revealing a luxurious and large room."Edgar?"At the center of the room was a Lockheed lounge sofa on which a tall man sat. His aura was the most masculine he had ever encountered- proud.Edgar thought his expensive sofa didn't quite fit the decor of the room. He frowned. Humans liked to show off their money in any way they could."Edgar?"Meyer Jone