The Heir

AFTER the contract signing, Victoria decided to head home first. She wanted to savor the moment of her victory by herself for a while. She will tell the good news to her family later that day.

“We are here,” Maximillian announced as he pulled over in front of their house.

She turned her gaze on her husband when he did not move an inch to open the door for her.

“Aren’t you getting off the car?” Victoria asked with a knot on her forehead.

He reached for her cheek and patted it. “I need to go to the hospice to check on my mom. I will be back soon, I promise.”

She sighed and nodded slowly.

“You must. Because I want you to take me to the Griffith mansion this afternoon.”

“And then, we will celebrate your victory after.” Her husband beamed.

forward and kissed him on the lips. She then twisted the knob and got off

house. And despite the delight she was feeling on her chest for successfully signing the contract, there were these thoughts that would not get out

on the sofa and took a deep

two things to answer that question that has been running inside her head since they left the LS Group building. A, Maximillian

she looked at

and never in their years together that she felt that Maximillian was falling out of love. Shame on her for thinking that way towards her husband when he made her feel his love. Now, she had to rule

as for option

with who he was, and he did not dare to hide the story of his life. He was an only child and an orphan who grew up under the care of her foster mother. He has no connections with his foster siblings. He did not even know any close blood relatives of his biological parents and lived his life the way it was. It was

her back

she had to admit her husband was indeed charming, especially when he shaves his beard and wear his

to her feet

my mind now from any

cold shower

Victoria asked as she got off the car. They already