The Lost Heir Of Sargent

HELICOPTERS?

"As you command my Lord!" Bowing his head, butler left the room.

"Father, I informed the brothers too, they said they'll be here in a few minutes," Betty informed Lord Sargent in a calm tone.

Lord Sargent nodded, and shifted his concentration back to Christian who is still unconscious, "weak and fragile, yet those monsters dared to hurt him!"

Christian’s weak body moved slightly, and he could hear a soft voice, "father, he is moving!"

It's an unfamiliar voice, which he never heard, trying his best, he opened his eyes, but bright light made him blink hard, the blues of his scanned the entire room and met unfamiliar faces surrounding him.

For a moment, he froze in fear, confusion and nervousness evident in his face.

Those small hands and trembling fingers of his, clutched the thin blanket.

Lord Sargent noticed it immediately, his heart aching as he saw the look of fear in his grandson’s eyes, he used to feel proud when people were scared of him, but looking at his own grandson trembling in fear, his heart ached.

Unable to hold back his emotions, he stepped closer and gently placed his hand over Christian’s. "Chris," he said with a warm voice, "My boy, don’t be afraid, I’m your grandpa, your mother Mary’s father."

Christian glanced at the old man who had a dominating aura but a warm face, and with great difficulty he repeated those words in disbelief and exhaustion with a hoarse voice, "Grandpa?"

“Yes, my dear little boy,” Lord Sargent nodded squeezing Christian's hand gently, "I'm your grandpa."

Still uncertain, Christian furrowed his brows as he glanced at the others in the room.

The two women, with their kind smiles and tearful eyes, stepped closer.

One of them held a photo in her hand, which she placed gently on Christian’s hand.

Liliana spoke while holding back her tears, "Chrissy baby, I'm Liliana, your mother's sister, I'm your second aunt, look here, this is a photo of Mary, your mother, and us together, can you see it?"

Christian took a look at the photo, his eyes widened as he looked at the smiling face of the woman in the picture, his mother, younger and happier than he had ever seen her.

Tears filled up in his eyes as he whispered, "Mom…" His voice cracked as the photo blurred from his tears.

Liliana pulled Betty forward, "she is the eldest among us, Betty, your eldest aunt."

Betty tried to hide her face as the scar on her face always frightened people, "I might be scary, but..."

"You're not," Christian said, as he knew what scary isn't scars but the character of people, "you're not scary, you're beautiful in your own way, that's what my mother says!"

Betty with teary eyes leaned closer to Christian, "yes, that's what your mother always says, and you're the same, just like my precious sister, now you're my precious nephew!"

Christian glanced at her with a longing look, "nephew? Are we a family?"

"Yes," Betty wiped the tears from her eyes, and gently brushed his messy hair with her hand, "we are a family, you’re part of us, and we’re part of you. We’ve been looking for Mary for so many years, but we couldn't, finally we got to see you," her voice broke as her tears threatened to fall once again, "it's a blessing that we finally found you, and you're not alone anymore!"

Christian’s chest raised up and down as sobs increased. "mom never… mom never told me," he cried, his voice filled with heartbreak. "She never mentioned anything about you or about having a family."

Lord Sargent sat on the chair beside the bed, his hand still holding Christian’s as he looked at him with a mix of sorrow.

"Chris," he said making sure his voice is gentle, "your mother was my precious daughter, and I don’t know why she kept this from you. But know this, you’re my one and only grandson, and I will protect you no matter what happens. From now on, you will never be hurt, never be abandoned, we are all these for you."

Christian’s teary eyes met Lord Sargent.

For the first time in his life after his mother died, he felt a glimmer of hope, though it was clouded by years of pain and mistrust.

"By the way Chrissy? Where is your mom?" Liliana asked being excited to see her sister.

Swallowing hard, with a voice barely audible, he said, "she is no more," he whispered, his words shattering the fragile silence. "Mom… she passed away."

The words of Christian startled everyone in the room.

Lord Sargent’s face turned pale, and for a moment, he looked as if the ground beneath him stumbled. His lips quivered as he repeated, "Passed away? Are you sure?"

For years, despite others saying she is dead, he is stubborn and never believed them as he lived with a hope that his precious daughter is alive and somewhere waiting for him, but now, all those hopes are coming to an end to get shattered.

"Yes," Christian cried with tears streaming down his cheeks. "She’s gone… she left me… all alone."

Lilliana couldn't hold back her tears anymore and burst into tears, while Betty was shaking with sadness.

Lord Sargent lowered his head, his cane trembling in his grip. "My precious Mary… no more," he mumbled with a breaking voice. The years of hope, the endless search for his daughter, it all came crashing down in that moment.

But he forced himself to stay composed at least for the sake of Christian.

He reached out, wiping away Christian's tears with a trembling hand. "Don't cry my boy," he said softly, holding back his own pain within his throat. "Grandpa is here now, you’re not alone anymore, I'll always protect you."

Betty, now composed glanced at Christian trying to seek more information, "Chris, we need to know everything. Who has been looking after you since Mary is no more? Why were you… why were you hurt? Who hurt you like this?" Her eyes scanned Christian’s injuries once again with a painful look.

Christian hesitated, "It was… my father," he admitted with extreme sadness. "And his family, my stepmother and stepbrother, everyone in that house, including maids too, all love to bully me, before, at least mom was there to protect me, but after she was gone, I've none to protect me."

A wave of fury filled throughout the room after hearing to Christian, he isn't sure why he shared his pain with them, but he felt like sharing it

Betty fists slammed into the nearby table with a growl, "Adam’s family?" She spat. "How dare they lay a finger on my nephew?"

As the corner of the table was broken because of the strength used by Betty, Christian looked surprised, only to hear Liliana laugh awkwardly, "this table must be very old, so fragile! Right sister?"

Betty nodded moving away from there immediately, Liliana pulled out her phone and with a cold and sharp voice, she spoke to her assistant, "I want every detail about Adam's family and their businesses, right now!"

Just as he tried to process the overwhelming emotions, a loud noise from outside drew their attention.

Christian turned his head slightly, and he looked confused as he glanced at the several helicopters landing through the hospital window.

Christian mumbled with a weak voice, "So many helicopters?"

Christian trembled inwardly, "could it be that ...... Morris still wouldn't let him go?"

Seeing Christian's look, Betty smiles and reassures him, “Don't worry, it's the helicopter that's coming to get us!”

Christian couldn't believe it, but it was true that even the wealthy Adams family couldn't afford a helicopter.

He leaned forward from the bed and looked at it through the window, each one had a different name on it, it was exclusive to each member of the Sargent family!