The Chosen Son In Law

Chapter 1.. Claire lifted his eyes, this bar was just what he needed after being kicked out of the house after the death of his parents, he needed some place to lay his head and possibly a job. The bar looked pretty empty today, he wondered why. Claire was homeless and always passed time around in different bars until he fell asleep. The manager observed Claire's eyes, the way he looked at the empty seats. “Yeah, some times one has to accept the truth you know. If only we had some form of entertainment to keep the people glued to there seats.”. The manager waited for his response but got nothing. Claire had a talent but he would rather keep it hidden. He was not good with crowds and people. He was already tired of the managers conversation. “Pts.” The manager called out refusing to give up. “I heard your father kicked you out of the Wilson's mansion. Just imagine the once mighty Claire Wilson homeless on the streets. But I have the power the to change that.” With an evil grin on his face the manager placed a trumpet roughly on Claire's arm. Pushing his seat to the back Claire stood up grunting. He did not need any of this right now. Besides how did this man find out about his hidden talent. “Listen I have the upper hand here, play for my audience and you've got your self a job; and oh a roof over your head as well.” Just because Claire had no money did not mean that he did not have dignity. Claire pushed the manager to the floor and walked away. The manager stared at Claire's retreating figure not ready to believe what just happened. The manager gritted his teeth, Claire must think he had so much pride now but within a few days he will return to beg at his feet. “I will just sit here and spend the night, anything but receive help from that loud mouth.” Claire sat on the bench on the busy streets. Glancing at his watch quickly it was already 2am. The second he shut his eyes, a car horned insensitively beside him. “Honk, Honk.!.” Claire forced his eyes opened, and clenched his fists; ready for whatever was about to happen. Stepping out of the car was a beauty sexily dressed. Her mini red dress exposed her wide thighs. Claire blinked to stop his eyes from undressing her. “ Oh don't worry, there's no need to be shy around me just come with me and I promise to make your day.” Claire stared at her, sizing her up. Was she a w***e, even if she was he had no money on him to waste on such a high class looking lady. “Hey I recognize you from Living Stone Academy, you're Wilson's son aren't you?.” Hearing his father's name a rah of hope flashed through Claire's eyes. Was she here to help?. Claire got into the black limo after much hesitation, he had no choice anyway. After an hour the young lady drove into a huge mansion. Claire knew his father was wealthy but perhaps there was some one much wealthier than his father. “Why have you brought me here.” The young lady silently led Claire into the building, she had not time to banter with words. Claire followed gently behind her, part of him wanted everything going on to be a dream. His parents died and on his birthday. His mother cheated on his father after his birth, and was murdered by her lover. Claire's head was spinning, why did his mother betray his father. Though he was always busy it didn't mean he was not a good man. “Young Master Wilson?.” The young lady addressed Claire. The way she called out his name made his bones shiver, no one ever treated him with respected. Five years ago after his parents death he was at the mercy of his step father and children. In Living Stone Academy, he was constantly humiliated by his classmates and teachers. And over here this elegant lady referred to him as young master. He chuckled. “Please don't call me that I am not a master I'm just Claire Wilson.” The lawyer in the room cleared his throat, it was then Claire noticed his presence. He had once given his undivided attention to the young unnamed lady beside him. “I'm sorry.” He apologized for keeping him waiting. The lawyer nodded and Claire walked in. “What's all these about?.” Claire asked. He was really confused, and needed answers. The lawyer asked Claire to sit and told him he had brought him here to read his chairmans will. “What chairman are you talking about?.” The lawyer smiled. “Years ago you dated a young lady named Farrah who was a heart patient correct.” Claire nodded, he knew he dated a woman named Farrah but he never knew she was a heart patient. Her death really hurt him and ever since he had found it difficult to move on. “Farrah was the heiress to R&K industries, she must have loved you so much to make you her next of kin.” Claire could not understand a word this lawyer said. It was already 3 in the morning and he had to be in class by 8am. “What's your point?.” Claire asked trying to speak as calmly as he could. “You are now the heir of R&K industries, a company worth more than 8 trillion dollars.” Claire laughed and almost coughed, this was probably just a scam. Why would Farrah choose him to be her next of kin, didn't she have any other person?. Claire stood up, he had had enough of this. He needed some sleep. “Please tell your driver to drop me off exactly where he found me. If this is all the information you had for me.” The lawyer was taken aback by Claire's cold tone. Did Claire really believe he was telling a lie, if that was the case he needed to show him more evidence– else he might lose his job.