The Heir

VANESSA beckoned him to sit on the couch and ordered her secretary to prepare something to drink. She then sat on the couch across him. The look on her face made Maximillian think about what was going on inside the woman’s head. Was she trying to read him?

Maximillian cleared his throat to get Vanessa’s attention.

“Oh. I… uhm, I am sorry about that. It just fascinates me that you don’t have even a little resemblance with your father.” Vanessa cupped her mouth after realizing what she had said. “I am so sorry. I know you mentioned we should not talk about your father—oops!”

“It’s all right, Vanessa. It is impossible not to talk about him, though. I am here to inspect my properties, which technically belong to my father.” He heaved a sigh. “And don’t think about our resemblance too much. I look more like my mother.”

Maximillian was glad it turned out that way because if he looks the same as his father, he will also hate himself.

Vanessa’s secretary came in with two glasses of refreshments.

“Here is your drink. Enjoy.” The secretary put the glasses down on the table between them and left the office.

“Drink your refreshment first. The turn of events is a bit… you know.” Vanessa picked up her glass and took a sip.

“Don’t you feel bad stepping down from being president of the LS Group just for me?” Maximillian asked after a few seconds of staring at each other.

expecting to see Vanessa react negatively toward him for asking such a question, but she did the opposite. She

have to step down and give way to the rightful owner. And that is you, Maximillian Lee.” Vanessa crossed her legs and cupped the glass with two hands. “Some may laugh at me and call me

you know yours,” he

stared at him for seconds before speaking again. “Can I ask you

clasped his hands

voice. Perhaps she was just

you think, Vanessa?” He leaned

and laughed. “I really don’t know.

against his seat. “I am his son, and that means I am

“O-oh. Of course.”

Vanessa that he accepted the inheritance with a motive. It

drawer and took something out of it. When she returned to the couch, she handed him a black rectangular thing

this?”

need to learn about the

this is you turning over the company to me.” He played the cord with