The Trillionaire They Taunted

True Heir

Brian stopped, turning to face the old Concierge.

“What did you just say?” He demanded an immediate response, looking the old man in the eyes.

“Your Grandfather, Master Brian. He is dying…” Diego repeated, and then he took a deep breath.

Sadness drained his expression, lining up along the veins on his forehead.

“He had a heart attack last night. The Doctors said he barely has up to a year to live.”

“I hope this is not a prank…” Brian snarled, his eyes sounding a warning.

“No, Master Brian…” Diego shook his head, taking a deep breath.

“Lord Regal wants to spend the remaining days of his life making up for all the mistakes he made. He knows your father was innocent, and wants to show you how truly sorry he is.”

The words melted Brian’s heart, but the pain was still intact.

Twenty years earlier, Brian’s father was framed for diverting the company funds by his cousins and uncles.

He pleaded not guilty, but his Father, Ambrose Regal believed the majority.

Brian’s parents were ousted and stripped of all their belongings.

The same night they were asked to leave, his parents were assassinated after a combined effort by his father’s cousins and some of his rivals.

Brian was just ten, but he managed to escape.

“Run, Brian! Run, my son!”

He could still hear the frail voice of his mother, urging him to escape before the gunshots that killed her echoed across the woods.

His Grandfather had been trying all he could to get Brian to come reclaim all his father owned, but the pain of losing them made him stay away for a while.

That still didn’t stop the old man from sending the Concierge to look after Brian and send daily reports about his activities to him.

In less than a decade, Lord Regal was still betrayed by the same set of people, causing him to endure pain and remorse at the same time.

Brian swore to avenge the death of his parents and make the world know his father was innocent.

Tears welled up in his eyes again, but he managed to hold them back.

An opportunity had presented itself, and he was going to take it.

He sighed heavily, turning to face Diego.

“Tell Grandpa I will be home in a few days.” He stated, causing the old man to chuckle softly.

“Wonderful news!” Diego held onto his smile, and then he sighed in relief.

“I am sure Lord Regal will be thrilled to hear this!”

“I hope so…” Brian retorted casually, and then he got into the car and zoomed off.

The old man watched the car drift into the road, and after a while, he returned to his own car, taking out his phone from his pocket.

“He has agreed to come back. Make sure there are no mistakes…” He pocketed the phone as soon as he was done talking and signaled to the driver at once.

Meanwhile, Brian was on his way to Berry Villa- The Stuttgart estate.

That was the last place he wanted to be, but he had something to pick up.

He blinked his eyes severally, attempting to get rid of the flashes of the image of Pearl riding another man like a horse, but it seemed it had become a part of his mind.

“She didn’t even let me touch her.” He muttered, fury rimming inside him.

“I don’t think I am ready to have children yet, Brian…” She gave the same excuse, insisting that she wanted to build her career and concentrate on rebuilding her family business.

On his way, his car stopped, and he already knew what the problem was.

As soon as he opened the engine lid, he grabbed a stone and struck the battery plugs until they sparked with electricity, then he continued his ride.

He walked slowly into the mansion, and then to the bedroom he shared with Pearl.

By the corner, close to the cabinet was the mat where he usually slept.

“I have been a fool…” Brian thought, shaking his head while he moved to the wardrobe.

He grabbed his small brown luggage, and then the picture of his parents- the only memory he had of them and he cherished it more than any treasure.

After he had exhaled sharply, he turned to walk away only to see Pearl’s mother standing behind him.

“What are you doing here?!” Lady Bianca glared at him, disdain sparking in her eyes.

“I thought my daughter already made it clear that she wants nothing to do with you.” She waited, but the only response she could get was a huff from Brian.

She watched him advance toward her, his eyes on the door.

“Stop right there!” She blocked the way, spreading her arms.

“I need to make sure that you didn’t steal anything. Let me have that!” She snatched the brown bag from Brian and hurled everything to the ground.

The hairbrush, the three pairs of underwear, a diary, and the pair of shorts fell.

Lady Bianca scattered them with her legs only she was satisfied.

She tossed the brown bag on the ground and returned her gaze to Brian.

“My daughter deserves to be with a better man, someone like Romeo Jones. He has promised to help us get a hold of the Power Line Project. That’s going to make us hundreds of millions.” She sighed in delight, but her hatred for Brian was still palpable.

“Make sure you never come back to this place again! I will call the cops on you if I ever see you around our perimeter!”

Brian scoffed, but before he could consider breaking his silence, someone else walked in.

It was Nelly, Pearl’s cousin.

It was hard to tell who was more arrogant and heartless between the two of them.

Little wonder why they looked so much like twins.

“Hello, Leech!” She cursed in her usual language, rolling her eyes at Brian.

“I thought you said we were no longer going to see him again, Aunt Bianca…” She turned to Lady Bianca who nodded slowly.

“I guess he is here to take his little belongings.” She rolled her eyes at Brian, and then she scoffed.

Brian held onto the picture with both hands, refusing to utter even a word.

Pearl joined the party, walking slowly into the room.

Her eyes sparked when she saw Brian, and she angrily stomped her feet before marching toward him.

“What have you come here to do, you fool?! I thought I made it clear that we are done!”