Alex The Heir

The heir

Along the way, Alex looks out the car window. Of course mark the path and try to remember it, if at any time it will be useful later. He glanced at the middle-aged man sitting right next to him, there was a sense of suspicion as well as trust. I don't know, he doesn't know what this feeling is either. Only fate and where will take it away, like free flowing water. 

"I see there is an expression that is still suspicious," chirped the middle-aged man smiling faintly. 

"Hem, it's possible that you lied and took advantage of this innocent me. In the heart of who knows," said Alex, who is not afraid of middle-aged men, may be the same age as his real father. 

John laughed when there was a young man who did not believe him, even many young people like Alex who claimed to be the grandson of David Anderson, a famous businessman in Asia. "People want to be lucky like you, I admit they're David Anderson's lost grandson. But you suspected me, the first time anyone doubted my intentions." It was a laugh that sounded scary. 

"I don't care what people do, I can't trust strangers like you." Reply Alex who also laughed slanted. 

John did not reply, he smiled faintly because the young man next to him was like his late boss who had died. The resemblance of the face and even the attitude that he had longed for had been cured, he was sure that the man next to him was the grandson of the heir to Anderson's fortune. 

The car stops at a place very foreign to Alex, a Mansion heavily guarded by many bodyguards in black and stocky clothes. Swallowing saliva and imagining bad things will happen to her. "God, I'm stuck among these people, my history is over." The ring in the heart. 

"Let's get out, Mr. David wants to see you!" chirps John. 

"Hem." Alex followed where the middle-aged man took him away, looking around the room in which was very luxurious and not even comparable to the Mateo family's Mansion. The big door that became a barrier like a fairyland, stepped confidently when John told him to enter just one person in the room. 

Alex watched the large golden-carved door, stepped slowly and saw from a distance a golden-haired old man and also wore glasses. "Who is he?" he quietly watched the appearance of the old man also wearing black clothes. "Is there death here? Why is everyone wearing black?" thought. 

"Finally you come, come closer!" 

"Hem." Alex approached and stood before the old man who looked energetic at his age who was no longer young. "Do we know each other?" 

David Anderson, he was staring at a young man who was very similar to a long-dead son. Happiness emanated in his wrinkled face, for years he had lived alone without family. 

"Don't come any closer!" Alex retreated his footsteps, he didn't want the old man to touch his face and it was very uncomfortable for him. 

"Sorry, what's your name?" 

"Alex, but why did you ask me here? Do we know each other?" he frowned as a result of curiosity that spread throughout the body, it was inevitable how the old man would look at him. 

"David Anderson, you know my name through my assistant."

"Hem, but why?"

"Because of the locket you're wearing. You're the heir to my family, and that locket is proof. Did you find the secret letter that contained the code? I hope Antoni doesn't find it." 

"It's with me, but I won't give it to you before you explain everything." Keukeuh Alex who needs certainty and also his identity. 

"Yes yes, I know that part. Tell me something else!" sela Alex is lazy. 

"Your father is Arden and your mother is Gina, you were kidnapped when you were one day old. Lucky I tucked the locket and the secret code inside your bed, it could be access to this meeting. Antoni is very stupid, not careful first but it's good for us." David was smiling happily. 

Alex can't believe David's words, the old man could be one of Mateo's enemies and consider him part of the family. "But I'm sorry, it can't prove that you're my grandfather!" the break up that was about to go. 

"Wait a minute!" 

"What else is it? Never mind, and don't bother me." Alex's lazy voice against the old man. 

"I have other proof." David certainly will not release the heir of the Anderson family, where he is unable to manage all the business alone and his retirement time. 

"Oh yeah, what evidence can you give me?" Alex seemed to challenge David, doubts in the heart still haunt him. 

David walks up to a young man who still doubts their relationship and identity, but he will go to great lengths to convince Alex who does not necessarily believe him. But he was very sure, the attitude and face of the young man was exactly like his dead son.

"Your parents love each other, they are married and have a perfect life. The wealth possessed by the Anderson family made some people want to take over, and the happy life was marred by one of the enemies named Antoni Mateo. 

You were kidnapped and before long I lost my daughter-in-law Gina and my son, Arden. The worst day was so clear at the time, but now you're back." Obviously David who kept telling the detail part in the past, nothing was missed. 

Alex was speechless while listening and being a good observer, he wished the old man had not lied to him. But, he heard the conversation of Antoni and the three sons who always tortured him, the same explanation said by David Anderson. 

"Is my search done? Is he my grandfather?" That's what Alex thinks, in not knowing if it's right or wrong. 

David immediately hugged his delicate body as well as the smell, he just kept quiet without returning the hug. 

"I thank God that you're alive!" 

The hoarse voice of the old man was predicted to be crying, but his heart could not melt or believe. Alex has not been able to compromise with the current situation, the news that so surprised him came and approached himself without having to look for him first. 

"Is this the end of my search? Is she the only family I have left?" alex's inner still silent. 

However, as hard as Alex rejects the fate that is very surprising, at least he is grateful to still be with his family and even though only the grandfather remains. 

Alex does not know, if he is the rightful heir of the Anderson family whose wealth will not run out even more than seven derivatives. A lot of effort is owned by David who has not been told oada the heir.