The Heir

HE pulled over to the parking lot of a top local restaurant in town. Based on his research, it has the highest ratings amongst its competitors. The food was excellent, cooked by five stars Michelin chefs. It has a beautiful ambiance, suitable for special occasions like anniversaries and wedding proposals, and the service was incredibly great. Well, it was kinda exaggerated for him, though. Somewhat, all restaurants are the same. Trying to give the best service they know to gain or attract customers.

Maximilian was about to get off his car when his phone rang. His wife was calling him, and he had a hunch what that was about.

“Max, where are you now? Did you go to the—”

“I decided to have my suit tailored. A friend of mine recommended a great tailor, and I am heading to his shop to see him now.” Ah, now he needed to ask Wilfred for a tailor-made suit.

“Heading there? Just now?” Victoria sounded like she was in doubt.

“Yes.”

“And why, Max? We parted for a couple of hours already.”

“I dropped by to the hospice because my mother wants to see me.” There go the lies again. It was starting to become a habit, and it kinda made him feel bad for Victoria.

“O-oh… How is she? Is there a problem?”

me to run some errands on

Then, let me know how

to worry about it, Victoria. I can pay for my suit,” he

get me wrong,

money. I have enough to pay for my own suit. So… don’t worry about

Victoria heaved a sigh.

the car when the

towards the entrance of the restaurant when the doorman suddenly blocked his way. He even pushed him to the chest, making

the doorman with a loud baritone

it chartered at the moment?”

You are not allowed to come in because

really have to experience discrimination two times

way to convince the doorman to let him in when he saw

with a customer. “See that girl?

waiter and told him to