Forced to Serve Daddy's Desire

Forced to Serve Daddy's Desire
Inheritor.



Queena took the stranger to the back of the residence, saying Grandpa Bernard was having morning coffee in the back garden.


"Morning, grandpa."


Big master Bernard turned around, feeling weird this morning Queena came in school clothes instead of going to school, "Why not school, baby? Does it still hurt?" worried about grandfather.


Queena shook her head, "Someone wants to meet grandfather." he turned to the back, "Master, please."


The stranger approached Mr. Bernard, "Master, you still recognize me?"


The big master confirmed his glasses, he shook his head. "Who?"


"This is my friend Carlotte, Darish."


"Darish! Ahh, let's talk in the room, not here. Queena come with Grandpa in."


The girl followed the grandfather in, followed by the stranger.


After entering his lounge, Mr. Bernard locked the door.


At the Vard Company staring at the photos of Queena since leaving the house, his man sent the photos of Queena from the time he left his private residence to the main residence of his family. "Hm, who is that guy?"


"President, meeting with the Reiner Company in 20 minutes. You must leave immediately." Secretary reminded.


"Hm" Vard nodded.


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"Darling, what's wrong?" the grandfather asked as they both entered the house after taking Darish away. "Why don't you go to school and go to the mall?"


"I just want to skip, Grandpa. Umm, what was grandpa talking about and Uncle was right? I am the daughter of Mama Carlotte, My mother is the real heir but is always chased by her cousins and eventually killed. So, if I go back and admit I'm my mother's daughter, I'll be in danger?"


Great Lord Bernard sighed heavily, "You're safe here so there's no need to go back to where you are, dear."


"But if I go back, will I get all the treasures that were passed down to my mother and be able to live my own life freely and with my real identity can I be the heir?"


Grandfather's frown looked at his beloved adopted grandson, "Why are you talking like that, son? Are you stuck here? Didn't your dad and grandpa love you so much? Did something happen?"


Queena looked at her grandfather with teary eyes, wanting to spill all her pain but she could not bear it. "There's nothing. Ah, grandpa. Does Daddy know my real identity?"


"Yes, he knows."


Queena nodded, if she wanted to be detached from her Daddy it didn't seem like a good idea to go straight back to her original place now. It seemed like he had to ask people for help who did not like his existence.


"Grandfather, I'm going to Rossi's room for a second. I think I heard his voice."


"Go, grandfather also has to do something. Ah, Queena for a second." He just remembered an object that could declare Queena was a true heir. A stamp inside a necklace, when he found the little Queena necklace he had saved. "This is a new necklace, put it on. If one day you are really ready to want to return to your original place, the objects in it will clarify your status. Keep the necklace all right."


"Why did grandpa give it to you? Grandpa's not afraid I'm leaving?"


The big master smiled, "Son, grandfather does not know what you are going through. But these few days grandfather can feel you like you are restless. The fate of no one knows, neither does your destiny. Either you'll always be with us or you'll get your own way."


"Grandfather..." Queena hugged her grandfather with a lot of gratitude that could not even be said.