The Rise Of The Unknown Zillionaire Heir

Duncan's entire body vibrated and his heart sank like the titanic as he stood at the door watching them. He felt dumb and numb for a while. The man who appeared to be around the same age as Duncan, or likely to be two or four years older than him, was frantically enjoying his wife. Their moans suddenly filled the room and Duncan slowly clenched his fists. He couldn't stop tears from welling up in his eyes and rendering his vision of his wife who suddenly wrapped her legs around the man's waist. He felt more disgusted by how she was sensually muttering some words to the man which he couldn't make out of. It was a pure sign that she was enjoying the throb made of their bodies. They were lost in their crazy pleasure, and so were oblivious to the fact that Duncan was standing at the door, a few meters away. As he choked back his tears, not wanting a drop to fall, he gnashed his teeth as they began rolling on the bed, bodies intertwined. The rage that started building inside him was ext

*** Some Minutes Earlier *** A woman in her early 50s is sitting on a grand couch, her expression heavy with emotion. She takes a sip from her flute glass of wine, the rich red liquid reflecting the dim fluorescent light shining directly at her. The room is dark but exudes an air of luxury and exclusivity. The woman lifts up her chin a bit and stares at a picture on a long, exclusive cupboard, the image of a young boy around 7 years old. Her eyes are fixed on the photo, revealing a deep sense of longing or sadness. The dim fluorescent light casts a soft glow on the room but also highlights the shadows that seem to envelop the woman's form. Despite the opulence of the surroundings, her mood is somber and melancholic. As she slowly dropped her gaze, her eyes seeming to be welling up, her phone rang. She reluctantly picks up her phone, answering the call. "Hello, Luke…" "Ma'am Zelda, I…wait, what are you doing? Please, don't tell me you are drinking again." The woman's heavy

"The Golden exclusive suite?" The ladies asked in astonishment.Duncan nodded. "Yes."In the Emporium Hotel, the rooms and suites were categorized into three. They had the bronze class, the silver class, and the golden-class rooms.Average people are those who book the bronze- class rooms while the silver-class rooms were booked by the high-class people. The Golden- class rooms are meant for extremely wealthy peopleThe Golden Exquisite suite is worth thousands of dollars per night and is specially reserved for those who could afford it.It's the room meant for the one who owns the hotel but given off in the absence of the person."If you're kidding, then you should know that we aren't the kind of people to tolerate your expensive joke. Kindly leave before we get the security guards to bundle and throw you out.""And before you ask for a room or suite which you could afford, I'm pleased to tell you that there's no room or suite available for someone of your kind. Such things like you

"Young Master, this Lady Zelda," Luke introduced, forcing Duncan to blink uncontrollably in awe.He couldn't believe he was standing in front of the reputable Lady Zelda. He had heard some things about her but he never believed he would see her in person. Actually, it was the first time he was seeing Lady Zelda and the most shocking thing was that she addressed him as her son.How could that be possible? Duncan thought, but upon taking a close look at her, he looked away as her face became familiar. "Duncan. Son …""Er, sorry, ma'am, but I think there's a mistake here. I'm Duncan South and I am not your son. In fact, I don't even know your son. I guess I've been caught up in something untrue. Pardon me, I had just followed Luke here, thinking he was fooling me. I will take my leave now.""No, Duncan." Lady Zelda grabbed his arm, stopping him from leaving. Her eyes welled with tears. "My son, there's no misunderstanding. I am your mother. You've been away from me for about two decades

As her eyes met his, a flicker of recognition sparkled within her."You?" Karla mumbled, not able to believe that it was no other person than Duncan standing before her with an air of confidence and strength.Shock washed over her, momentarily distracting her from the dangerous circumstances.Duncan eyed her before taking a careful step forward as the menacing thief glared at him and with a swift and purposeful stride, he covered the distance between himself and the thief. Like a predator stalking its prey, he moved skillfully, seizing the upper hand.In a display of sheer power that marveled Karla, he manhandled the thief, forcing him to release his grip on Karla.Not letting the opportunity pass, Karla's bravery surged forth and with a sudden burst of strength and agility, she unleashed a roundhouse kick that landed powerfully against the thief's side, incapacitating him further. It was a tribute to her resilience and determination.Though, still in shock, Duncan grabbed her hand an