The rise of the forgotten heir

, and now the vehicle sat idling

dow on the passenger side rolled down slightly, revealing a man in a s

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s heard lot of young kids being taken away and whisked into some part of the country to

the man said calmly, his tone

, his eyes narrowing. "

nd two more men stepped out, dressed in similar dark sui

, his fists clenching. "Who the hell are you?" he

ey stepped closer. Something about them felt off-too professional, too poised

art racing. "I said I'm no

ok over, and Jason twisted, using the adrenaline coursing through him to break free.

had hit wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and n

mal attackers. It was as if they were under orders not to harm

is best efforts, they were stronger and more coordinated. One twisted

son shouted, his vo

to the back seat and slammed the door shut. Jason's heart pounded

crossed someone without realizing it? He wasn't involved in anything shady, so wh

ew taller, the streets wider, and the wealth more apparent. After what felt like hours, they pulled up to a massive estate, its

uxurious. The kind of mansion that belonged to the city's elite, with sprawling gardens

of the men said,

air hit his face as he took in his surroundings. The mansion in front of him was unlike anything he had

. The floors were polished to a mirror-like shine, chandeliers hung from the ceiling

demanded, his voice echo

with each step, his mind racing with possibilities. Was this some kind of ransom? But why would anyone think he was worth something? His family wasn't ric

alled his father?" Jason asked

cked chair, staring out a window. His posture was rigid, his hands clasped in fron

without a word, leaving Ja

n asked, trying to k

ht away. Slowly, he stood

is eyes sharp and calculating. But it wasn't his appearance that shocked J

voice trembling slightly.

sked, his confusion

r, his eyes never leaving

like a punch to the gut. His father? W