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.

lips. She then twisted the knob and

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

on the sofa and

been running inside her head since they left the LS Group building. A, Maximillian was cheating on her with Vanessa Smith. B, the woman

her head, she looked at the ceiling and

cheat on her. He was always faithful to their marriage, 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

for

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.

her back and

she bothered thinking about those things? They were all nonsense, anyway. Well, she had to admit her husband was indeed charming, especially when he shaves his beard and wear his suits. Perhaps

to

should clear my mind now from any

a cold shower would

car. They already