The Billionaire Secret Heir

“Scrub harder you b***h, or is this how you'll work when you get to where you would spend the rest of your miserable life ?” roared Susan Fletcher scolded.  “Total waste! There's nothing she has to offer this family. Let her get her filthy self out of this place before she causes a nuisance here”. Smirked Angelina.  She walked over to Johanna, grabbed her hair and dragged her like a sack of trash.   “Let go of me!” Johanna struggled with her but she was no match for her. She wiggled her legs aimlessly and shouted while tears streamed down her cheeks.  Tud! Angelina gave her a hot slap that echoed in the entire basement. “Get your hands off me and shut your filthy mouth. How dare you wrestle with me”? Angelina shouted angrily and grimaced due to a slight injury from Johanna's nail that digged into her flesh.  “Well,It's not your fault. If it's not for Dad that gives you the nerves. Would you have the guts to do this? In fact, mum made a terrible mistake for not sending you to hell just like your mother”. Angelina snapped.  “Don't you ever call or insult my mother. If not for her do you think you and your mum would ever have this kind of privilege”? Johanna shouted in range.  With fury Angelina charged towards Johanna grabbed her neck tightly giving her no space to breath. Johanna held her hand and tried to break free but she couldn't. When she noticed she was grasping for air and almost passing out, she released her.   "Khh! Khh! Johanna held her neck as she fell to the floor trying to grasp for air and regain her strength. She tried to speak but the words couldn't come.  " In your life, don't you spill that nonsense again. Who the hell is your mother and what kind of privilege did we get from her that we don't have? Angelina boosted.  “Don't worry, your time is up! That confidence in you will soon shatter when you leave this premises tomorrow morning”. Angelina spoke as she walked away majestically.  “Mum, you promised you would always be there for me. Why did you leave me so soon to face the cruelty of these terrible monsters? I'm going through hell and it's becoming unbearable." Johanna weeps silently as she drifts into a deep slumber.  In the twinkle of an eye, Morning arrived with the rising sun. Bright rays poured through the window, chasing away the shadows and filling the room with soft, golden light. Outside, birds chirped happily as a fresh new day began.   Whoosh! Sploosh! a bucket of water emptied over Johanna, making her cough and her eyes flew open.  “Get your lazy ass off you bastard. You got a lot of chores to do this morning and be snappy about it because any moment from now, The Renard assistant will be here to pick you up”. Mrs Fletcher stated.  Johanna stood up and staggered due to the fact that she hadn't eaten for 2 days. Angelina dragged her out like discarded rubbish. As she was working, Mrs Fletcher and her daughter mocked and called her all sorts of terrible names.  Two hours passed, and a sleek black Limousin drove into the mansion of the Fletchers. Then a man in a designer suit came out. From his Physical appearance, he happens to be in his late forties.  “Madam, the assistant to Mr Renard is here”. One of the servants said. “Really! Why are you keeping him waiting, kindly bring him in at once”. Susan commanded.  A minute later, The servant and the Billionaire PA came into the sitting room. It is quite large with chandeliers,expensive portraits and artifacts but cannot be compared with the Renard's Mansion.  “Welcome to our home Mr Clark. How's Mrs Renard doing ?”Mrs Susan said excitedly.  “Since you had already signed the documents earlier, kindly bring out the girl at once because I have other important things to handle”. Clark spoke coldly while he ignored her complement.   “Ok. I will do that right away. You there, drag that piece of trash out there and make sure she doesn't leave any of her belongings”. Mrs Fletcher instructed.  A few minutes later, Johanna was forcefully brought before Susan and Clark.  Hey b***h, listen carefully! Today is your last day in this house. As you can see,Mr Clark is here to take you to where you would spend the rest of your miserable life in.   “As from today, you are no longer a member of this family and you have no access to any property. In fact, you are not allowed to step your feet here without permission”. Mrs Fletcher snapped.  Johanna was speechless. She finds it hard to believe what she just heard. She thought it was a joke any time they told her she'd vacate her parents mansion.  “So these women meant what they're saying all this while”? She mumbled   She now realized that it is all true. She has been used to settle the debt in order to save her parents business empire.  And this is due to the extravagant spending of her Wicked step mum and step sister which led the company to go bankrupt.  Which prompted her father to borrow a loan of half a billion dollars from Renard's group to save the business. Nevertheless, the company got worse and were unable to pay the loan at when due.  So Susan sold half of their properties and used Johanna to complete the payment.  “Why are you still standing? get your stick tiny legs out of this place” Angelina retorted.   Clark and his bodyguards stood up while Johanna followed from behind as she sobs uncontrollably.  Mrs Fletcher and her daughter waved with excitement as the Limousin zoomed off and vanished from their sight.  “Now that the bastard child is gone, I will have a rest of mind and now enjoy the wealth”. Susan smiled devilishly.  “That's absolutely right mum. Gone forever! No more worry's”. Angelina giggled.  “But first, I need to see that good for nothing man and tell him I finally succeeded”. Susan smuggled.