The Forgotten Heir

of scotch and settled into his favorite armchair, the letter from Bellvue & Associates still clutched in his

away when he was in college, leaving him a sizable inheritance. He had built

houghts drifted to his childhood, to the stories his adoptive parents had told him about his biological

in his chest. He needed answers. Tomorrow's

t, the crisp New England air invigorating his senses. He hailed a taxi

poke to the firm's esteemed reputation. Lucas was greeted

lver hair and wire-rimmed glasses exuding an air

's hand firmly. "Pl

cas, then. I'll get straight to the point. Reginal

ed, his mind racin

ludes significant assets, and you are named as a

d, his interest piq

family is...not aware of your existence. Reginald kep

mily he never knew existed, and they didn't know h

t assets'?" Lucas asked, trying

oldings, investments, and a substantial trust fund. You wi

as a household name, a conglomerate with i

d, trying to proce

as, this inheritance comes with responsibilities and

s gaze, his mind m

with more questions than answers. He had inherited a legacy, b

ass of scotch and settled into his leather armchair, the letter still clutched in his hand. The words blurr

pportive, but they'd always been tight-lipped about his biological family. They'd told him he w

from? But his parents had taken that secret to their graves. His mother had

thought he'd long buried. He finished his scotch, feeling the burn

ity's skyline gave way to the Charles River, and eventually, the plane touched do

iates," he instr

of Beacon Hill. Lucas paid the driver and stepped onto t

d him warmly. "Mr. Ross, welcom

fice. James P. Bellvue, Esq., rose from b

you for coming. P

e's office was a shrine to the city's history, with f

gan, "but the relevant portion concerns you direct

n? That was impossible. His p

ue," Bellvue continued, "Reginald's daughte

s thoughts fragmented, struggli

e said delicately. "Reginald's will stipulates that you inherit a s

ly home? An inheritance? Th

e the will," Lu

from his desk drawer. Lucas scanned the pag

as a fortune, and he

sit the family home. It's time you

ity's historic architecture blurring tog