THE HEIR

At the end of the class, Yan walked to the campus of the university. Alone, as usual. Each side of the road was filled with trees and one could hear the song of birds. It was the best part of the day for him. It was as if the world stopped for a moment and offered him a haven. Suddenly, the noise of a sports car interrupted that peaceful moment. It was a convertible Mustang approaching Yan and slowing down when close to him. Then a young man pulled his head out of the car and shouted : " Yo Raza, wanna come with us? " said Ricky with confidence and mockery. " No, have a good time, guys "answered Yan as he noticed the expression on Ricky's face and the way the girls in the car looked at him with disdain. " Did you really intend to invite him, Ricky? " Said Patricia, before Ricky increased speed to leave and Yan could clearly hear what she said. Of course, Ricky was just joking. A poor and unfashioned guy like Yan would never be welcome at any of their parties. Even sticking with Yan was like a dishonor for a member of the little group of rich and popular students of the college. Yan just kept on walking, trying to ignore what had just happened, but the disdainful look of Patricia hurt him. Who was not secretly in love with Patricia at college? She was so beautiful that every man who saw her could not help but stare. Her shape and style are so amazing that even girls and women could not hide their amazement and envy when they saw her. She was so used to this beauty that she learned to make herself scarce. Not allowing any ordinary person to stick around her and not talking to " poor and unstylish people " like Yan. The young man was wondering if beautiful girls like her were just meant to be with wealthy or famous men. " Why is life so unjust? Why did my parents have to die without leaving me anything? And that Ricky ... Who does he think he is mocking people like me just because he has more money?!? " _ " Here you are talking alone again !! " Shouted a young man's voice from his left " Oh, Dereck !! You scared me ... " answered Yan. _ " I think I am the one who has more reason to be scared. You are going crazy bro!! Why were you talking alone? " " No, it was nothing. Just overthinking ... " _ " Nothing? Stop lying will you? I heard everything you know. " " What !?? Did I really speak that loud? " _ " Yes ... You see Yan, don't worry about what others think or how they behave toward you. I am always here if you need help and I will never reject you because of your situation. You know, a situation is always temporary. It is not going to last forever. " " Hmm ... By the way, why are you here? " said Yan suddenly. He did not give much attention to what Dereck said. Probably because his situation did not improve much and he was a bit tired of it. _ " We have a little party at Herman's Lounge and I wanted to invite you " " You already know that I am not really interested in parties, Dereck ... So why did you come? _ " There will be gorgeous girls there, man. It will be a great opportunity for you to get one. " " Okay, if you think so. " Yan accepted and Dereck took him to Herman's Lounge with his cafe racer motorcycle. It was the first time Yan had come to Herman's Lounge. He always heard about how nice that place was and that only people from the high middle class came there at least. But if Herman's Lounge was famous among their class. It is especially due to the beautiful girls that frequented the place. " Hey, Dereck !! You are late man "shouted a very muscled and bald young man sitting at one of the tables as Yan and Dereck walked. The man sat between two beautiful young girls, just about the age of Yan and Dereck. " Sorry Mo, I had to convince my friend here " replied he as he touched Yan's shoulders. They sat face to Mo ( Moreno ) and the girls and Dereck made the presentation. Yan felt like he already saw the bald man and the two girls somewhere but could not remember where or when, but when Dereck finished the presentation, he knew that these were people from the same university as him but in different fields. In fact, these were Derck's friends. " Now that you are here, I'm gonna return to my place then. Have a great time guys!! " said Mo as he left Raya and Lauralee. Dereck immediately talked to Raya, asking her about her hobbies and it turned out that they had the same passion for motorcycles, so they quickly had fun together. Yan was rather shy and did not dare say a word to Lauralee, so she started playing on her phone. Then Dereck whispered to Yan: " She is getting bored, man! Talk to her !! _ " But ... " " Now !! " Whispered Dereck again, not giving Yan any chance to reply. So the young man looked at Lauralee and said " They seem to have a lot of fun ... " _ " Yes " replied Lauralee without even raising her head to look at Yan. Then they returned to their awkward silence until Dereck discreetly hit Yan's arm with his elbow as a way to tell him that he had not done it the right way. Then Yan added " You have a nice phone, " but Lauralee did not say anything back. Instead, she just stopped texting and gave a weird look at Yan. At the same moment, Raya and Dereck prepared to go and said goodbye to Yan and Lauralee. " Yeah, see you and have fun Raya !! " said Lauralee to her friend. Now that Dereck and Raya were gone, the mood was even more boring between Lauralee and Yan so she started to order some alcoholic drinks to have fun. After a few cups, she started speaking a lot ... " You wanna drink some ? " she said to Yan. _ " No, it's okay " replied Yan. " How old are you?!? " _ " Nineteen " Answered Yan honestly "Listen, Yan, that's your name, right? You are really not my type ... You can't even date a girl properly, you don't drink ... And oh ... The way you are dressed is so awful !!! I wonder how someone like you can be friends with a sexy boy like Dereck. Why are you still there? I don't even wanna spend a second more with you. Be kind Yan, go home and let me have fun with another guy here. I don't think you can even afford a taxi to take me home." Yan was shocked!! He did not have the words and left immediately. " Hey Yan !! Here's some money for you. I would feel mad thinking about you walking to the campus, so take a taxi. " Shouted the girl as she held a few dollars in her hands. " Shameless !! How dare you let the girl pay for your taxi? " said Ricky. Yan almost forgot that many of his classmates were there too. " You are not just poor, you are also a horrible loser " said Patricia. On hearing this, Yan wanted to leave the lounge as soon as he could. So he ran to the door and, in his precipitation, hurt one of the waiters, causing some glasses to fall to the ground and break. " I am so sorry !! I didn't want to ... " He was so confused that he did not even know what to say. _ " It' okay, sir, just come with me, please "replied the waiter to him. " Where exactly, Sir? " Asked Yan, scared and hesitant. " You'll have to pay for what you've broken, dumbass !! " Said Patricia. The waiter did not respond to Yan but kept on walking and the security guards of the Lounge looked at Yan in such a terrible way that he hurried to follow the waiter. Another staff member immediately cleaned the mess when Yan and the waiter went to a not very noticeable door on which there was an inscription : " Staff only ". At the other side of the door were the stairs that they took. Yan could notice few places where some young girls satisfied the s****l desires of customers of all types. Unless security guards in the restaurant, the ones at the other side of the door were less formal, with big tatooes on their arms and apparent guns. At this moment, Yan understood that he was finished. The waiter certainly brought him there because he broke the glasses but he had no money. And he could not imagine what horrible thing these people could do to him for not paying for the glasses he broke. " Could you please tell me where we are going now? " asked Yan, with a trembling and terrified voice. _" We will see the boss. " Replied the waiter coldly. " Listen, I don't have the money for the glasses now but I will pay you. Don't worry. " explained Yan with a begging tone. _" You'll see that with the boss. " said the waiter. " He ... He will understand, right? " _" All I can say is that the boss is not a very kind person " replied the waiter. Making Yan even more scared. At this point, he did not know what to do anymore. He then felt deep confidence inside of him and understood that he could not keep on being scared like this and face whatever awaited him there. In the office of the boss, a phone rang and a 30-year-old man answered it. " Listen to me carefully Carlos ... One of your waiters is bringing you a boy that broke some glasses and the boy will not be able to pay for the glasses. But if you touch that boy, I promise you that you will deeply regret it. " Said the woman on the phone. _ " Trust me, Dana, nothing will happen to the boy. " answered the man. " Well, keep him entertained until Thomas arrives, " said she. The eyes of Carlos opened wide, showing a sign of great surprise when he heard these words. Thomas Earl, the man Dana referred to, was the highest figure in the country and Carlos had never heard of any event so important that required the physical presence of Mr. Earl in his lifetime. And yet, he is coming for a boy that broke some glasses and is unable to pay for them? That boy must be no ordinary one. Carlos was still drowning in his thoughts when someone knocked at the. One of the bodyguards outside the door entered and told Carlos that a waiter had brought him a young man who broke some glasses in the restaurant. Without any hesitation, the boss let the two of them in. He invited Yan and the waiter to sit and ordered one of the bodyguards outside to get them a Champaign, the best one they had, and some food. " Thank you so much Sir, but you really don't have to do all of this ... I am just doing my job. You see this boy broke some glasses and ... " _ " Shut up!! " shouted Carlos " Do you really think I ordered the best Champagne in the lounge for you?!? Ignorant !! Return to work! " " But this boy broke 4 glasses!! He needs to pay " said the waiter. _ " Stop speaking nonsense and return to your work if you love your job. " Confused by the situation, Yan could not help but ask: " He is actually right, Sir. I broke the glasses in my precipitation to go home and I can assure you that I will pay for them, but I need some time " _ " What's your name? " asked Carlos, intrigued. " Yan, my name is Yan Raza ". _ " Nice to meet you, Yan, mine is Carlos. I am the manager of Herman's lounge. " replied Carlos warmly. Yan did not understand why he was so kind to him although the waiter said that he was not a very kind person. But he answered " Nice to meet you too, Sir " _ " No ... Just call me Carlos, okay? " " Alright, Carlos! " answered the young man. _ " Follow me Yan, I want to show you the masterpiece of this lounge. " Carlos stood up, followed by Yan. They left the room and went to the 2nd floor of the building. The setting up there was quite different. The second floor consisted of a big room with a long table for 30 people, as well as a place to relax. " This is the VIP space. It has its own kitchen and the waitresses here are the best in town, and in the profession. How do you find it? " Asked Carlos with a big smile and confidence. _ " Well ... This is very good but ... It must be very expensive to eat here. " answered Yan. " Have a seat boy " said Carlos, and then he clapped his hand as a sign to the waitresses waiting in the corner. Yan sat at the table with Carlos and the waitresses started bringing expensive dishes to the table for both of them. " Why do you do all of this, Carlos? You don't even know me and yet, you are so kind," asked Yan. _ " You see, youngsters, some people's value is far more than what it appears to be. " replied Carlos before starting to eat. Yan had no appetite ... He was overthinking about the situation and Carlos's answer made him even more confused. " Was he talking about him, or about me? "he said in his mind. - " Hmm ... It's so delicious!! You should eat Yan. These are very expensive dishes that only a few people have the privilege to taste. " Yan did not want to seem impolite, so he started eating. He was amazed by the taste. He had never eaten anything like that before. Each dish he tasted gave him that wow effect. Then Carlos started counting how he built Herman's lounge. He was not done counting when the door opened and a man wearing a black tuxedo opened the door. Then came 5 other ones with the same exact outfit. They formed a semi-circle and at the center was a man in his 40s, with white hair and beards and a navy blue luxury suit as well as a golden watch in his left hand. When Carlos saw these people, he ran to them and kissed the hand of the man in the middle. " Mr. Earl, you are here. I have done what Dana advised me to do ", but Thomas Earl ignored him and approached Yan, who stood up as he understood he was in front of a very important person. A moment of silence happened while Thomas stared at Yan with wondering eyes full of hope. Then one of the waitresses came out of the kitchen and shouted " It corresponds !! It's him !!! " Thomas could not help but hug Yan and a tear ran down his face. The young man did not understand anything about what had just happened. Carlos was called out by one of Thomas bodyguards, who thanked him in the name of the Matsilo family and gave him a million dollars for his service. Since the Matsilos owned the country's biggest bank, the transaction was nothing for them. " Young Master, we have been looking for you for years and now we have finally found you. You don't know how this filled us with joy," explained Thomas " Young Master?!? " Said Yan with a lot of confusion. " Well, let's have a seat as I explain everything to you. Your family has long reigned on this land and most of the big cities in Bluesand were built by your ancestors who were very wise rulers. Bringing both security and prosperity to the Tsamavôzo tribe. But after centuries of war with the Botomafy, the two greatest kingdoms of the island decided to join forces and gave birth to the republic when all the small kingdoms also joined them. Ever since that day, royal families around the country have lost their political power. But they kept the properties built by their ancestors, so the Matsilo family, which is your family, turned into a very powerful one in the business field with several buildings and even cities as assets. Your great-grandfather expanded the field in which the family operates and Matsilo group is now an international firm operating in real estate, banking, transportation, food, and energy industries. According to the succession law of the family, you are the Master, the legitimate heir of the empire. But most of us thought that you died in the accident that killed your parents until we recognized your fingerprints during the last election. Since then, we have done all we could to locate you. And now you are here. " _ " Wow ... This feels like a dream. " " To finish the procedure and take your place, Master, please sign these papers." Thomas handed a file full of papers to Yan to be read and signed. By reading the details of the companies, Yan understood that his life would never be the same again because he owned more than 80% equity in a group worth Trillions of dollars. " After that, Thomas gave Yan a Golden and Purple card for his personal use. " This card is exclusive to the owner of the Matsilo bank, you may use it for your personal spending, Master. " _ " How much is on this card? " asked Yan " Hard to tell ... There are a few Billion, maybe 20. I don't know exactly ... But you can check, after all, it's your account. " Answered Thomas, smiling. " You may change some aspects of your life, now that you have the means, so, as your butler, may I advise you to start by improving your style first? Looks aren't everything, but it's what people see first. " At these words, Yan was shocked by the fact that his butler had this much elegance and authority. In a way that he was escorted by bodyguards and even a businessman feared him. What type of family was this? _ " Thanks for your advice, Thomas." Said Yan, but his head was completely out. They left Herman's lounge after that and Yan fell asleep in the Cashmere white Magno Mercedes S 580 4MATIC LWB Sedan that took him as it was already late at night and the day was long. When they arrived at Bellevue Residence, Yan could not notice the place he was but just rushed to the house where Thomas took him and slept. The next morning was calm and sweet. Very different from mornings on campus where the noises of other students disturb one's sleep early. Yan packed himself and made his bed before coming to the dining room. Thomas had already prepared breakfast and had scheduled going to shopping for him. The man could not bear seeing his young Master so poorly dressed. " Thomas, is this house also mine? " _ " Not only this house, Sir. The whole residence is yours and so, each and every house in it belongs to you. But 4 of them are exclusively made for you and you can choose where to stay every time you come here. Since you study in the city, this is the closest habitation in your possession, so you might consider choosing one of the 4 houses I mentioned. But this one is my favorite and that is why I chose it. " " Then, this will do, Thomas," he replied. When they left the house, Yan could clearly see the architecture of the houses. Most of them are Modern Mediterranean houses with a garden. Thomas took the Mercedes S Class and brought Yan to the Commercial Center. He had already made an appointment with the stores he wanted to take Yan to, so the stores were only theirs when they came. Yan was presented a style catalog and then, according to the clothing style he chose, he was suggested different items. The moment he looked in the mirror, Yan understood why his butler insisted on him getting well dressed. It changed a lot of things ... Even he himself could not help but stare at his reflection in the mirror, complimenting the stylish boy he was. " Time for watches " Said Thomas _ " Is that really necessary, Thomas? I mean, these clothes are already great and I have a phone ... " He suddenly remembered how badly he wanted to have the last iPhone when he saw it, but could only calm his emotions as it was too expensive. Now, it was nothing. " I would need a new phone ", he added. " We will buy a phone later, but let's choose your watch collection first. Watches are more than an indicator of time. Watches also indicate status, my son. It is the ultimate accessory of a gentleman, so you must have a collection. After saying these, he made Yan choose from highly luxurious watches. Some were made of pure gold, others silver, and some were ornated with diamonds. Yan also chose simpler ones for his daily use, but still, it was no ordinary brand.