Re-incarnated As The Zillionaire’s Heir

Chapter 1“You stupid fool, you had just one job. One freaking job. But you couldn't get it done. You just had to mess up. You want nothing but to disgrace this household in front of the entire family.”. Mrs Nancy Dalton, who couldn't control her anger yelled,walking fast in her stiletto heel as she entered the house. In an attempt to soothe her mother's nerves, Rosa Dalton hurried to her side, gently taking her mother's hand and speaking to her in a soft, reassuring voice. “ Mom, don't walk too fast, you're going to hurt yourself”.But Nancy wasn't taking any of it. She jerked her arm out of her daughter's grip.“Hurt myself?!. No, I'm going to hurt that bastard instead. Just imagine the embarrassment he caused us today”.“Mom, calm down. I'm sure there's was a misunderstanding somewhere”.“Misunderstanding?!”. Nancy flared up again. “Why do you always give excuses for his incompetence? Huh?”. She threw her heels at the young man in question, targeting his head, but luckily for him,

Chapter 3 Adrian sat bruised and battered in his cold, dingy prison cell. He paced the small cell, a stabbed feeling in him. He had now spent three endless months locked up for a crime he didn't commit. The wounds from the daily beatings were nothing compared to the sting of betrayal he felt. He couldn't still comprehend why the woman he'd dedicated his life to loving would order for a divorce so cold-heartedly - in a way that was capable of striping him of every last form of dignity he had.“Get up you idiot. You have a visitor”Adrian stood up reluctantly, not wanting to go through another round of beating for stubbornness. He was in no mood to see anybody be they his friends. Not to even talk of any of his in- laws. Now Rosa had come once again to torment Adrian under the guise of being a concerned ex-wife. “Oh Adrian, look at you! This is what happens when you try lying and avoiding accountability for your actions. All this pain could have been avoided if you had just admitted

Chapter 5“Master? Good… morning Master Adrian”, Martinez greeted again, thinking Adrian hadn't heard. But Adrian just continued to stare on at him, his eyes darting quickly away to other things. Martinez watched his master act strange. He touched his body like as if he couldn't believe he was alive and looked all over the place like he had never been there. This was a first.“Master, are you okay?”, Martinez asked in concern. Adrian just looked on, his face pale with shock and confusion. “Certainly, I must get the home nurse”, he said to himself finally. On hearing that, Adrian quickly stopped him as he was already on walking his way to the door.“Hey! Hey! Stop!”, Adrian called out to Martinez. His legs were already out if the duvet ready to catch up with him.Martinez breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh master! For a minute there, I thought you had gone completely dumb, Master. You looked so lost. Is anything the matter, Master?”“No…I'm fine. I am”, Adrian replied, trying to look assu

Chapter 7The soft knock came on the door just as Adrian picked up the cufflinks. It was Martinez.“The car's ready, Master”“Oh, okay”. He picked his jacket up which Martinez took from him. Giving one last comb to his hair, he looked at himself in the mirror shortly in the mirror. He couldn't deny - the suit looked really good on him. He smelt nice too- the scent of deep masculine musk all over him. Adrian hesitated, wondering what new faces he'd see if he went down the stairs.“Shall we?”“After you, Master”, Martinez said, opening the door. It made a beep sound immediately Martinez closed it, indicating that it had automatically locked. Adrian went down the stairs slowly and as he did, the maids greeted him. Martinez seemed to savor such things, because he let out a deep breath of satisfaction as they stepped out into the verandah.“ At least, a few dutiful ones”, he said under his breath though it was just loud enough for Adrian to hear. As he went down the steep stairs that led u

Chapter 9“Welcome Master”, Martinez greeted with a bow as Adrian came to the room of the door. “Martinez, how are you?”“Very well, Master. Should I have them bring up your lunch”“Umm…not really, Martinez. I had lunch on my way here”The gasp that escaped from Martinez made Adrian think he'd just murdered someone. “What?”“Master, why would you choose to eat lunch at some local undeserving restaurant, amongst…. uhhh”, Martinez said dramatically, shuddering at his last words like he'd just seen something ominous and overwhelming.“What… What's wrong with that? Did I do something wrong?”“Wrong?!. It's outrageously forbidden to be caught outside as a Grayson. What if someone caught you on camera or some paparazzi videoed you, Master?”“Calm down, Martinez. I'm… pretty sure there wasn't any … paparazzi anywhere” “But you can't be too sure, Master. They are very sly people and they could get such things all over the internet in no time!”“There was no paparazzi Martinez”“But Maste