The Understimated Heir

The feeling of cold water splashing in his face made Ethan jump from his sleep, gulping on water that entered his mouth, and coughing out aggressively while sniffing out the ones that entered his nose. Eyes red from the water that got into them, Ethan glared at Savannah, standing at his bedside with an empty jug in her hand and a pissed look on her face. “Get your ass up and walk into that garage to get my car washed, now!” Savannah growled out. Knowing that Savannah told him to wash her car every morning, by five, Ethan knew not to argue with his master's daughter. So, even though he was still drowsy because he didn't have much sleep since Jeff Rider made him his designated driver last night and ordered him to take him and a bunch of hot girls on a wild night around the city, he immediately got out of bed. “Can you please leave so that I can change?” Ethan asked. “Get out and go wash my car now!” Savannah screamed in his face. Numb from all his emotions, Ethan turned away from

At ten o'clock the next day, Ms. Coral walked through the front door of the hospital with Ethan by her side, his expression deadpan and stiff, and yet, a sense of fear of what meeting this somewhat stranger would make him feel. They approached the front desk and then Ms. Coral smiled at the lady at the desk, saying, “I was here yesterday morning and this is my son, and we are here to see-” “Right! Yes! Please, ma’am, follow me this way.” The nurse behind the desk spoke as she stood up from her seat and gestured to the right corridor before leading the way. Hesitantly, Ethan followed behind the two ladies quietly, wondering what his father looked like because his mother confessed to him when he was old enough to understand that she burned all of all of his father pictures when she received the divorce paper from his father's lawyer, changed his and her last name to her father last name, and decided to do nothing with his father or memories of him. Because of how in tears she was and

The large wooden table was covered in food, from barbecue ribs to vegetables, fruits, and soups, all perfectly cooked. All maids were walking on eggshells, knowing how important today was for the Rider family and one mistake would get them punished severely or worse. “Bobby!” Madam Rider's voice echoed in the dining room, sending chills down everyone who heard it, and they all turned their faces away from her, leaving Bobby the only one facing her. “Yes, ma’am,” Bobby replied with a deep bow, his voice trembling slightly at her cold eyes. “Do you know where Ethan said he was going?” “Well, no ma’am...” “What do you mean by, ‘No!” Jumping slightly, Bobby stuttered out an apology. “I don’t mean to say that ma’am I just… well, I don't know where he could have gone…” “He asked for two days' leave. It's been a week plus already and he's not back!” Madam Rider snapped, causing Bobby to flinch again, this time from fear. “That useless thing knows how to take advantage of people's

The sound of a knock made Mr. Simone raised his head to see Nina standing outside of his study door, and he gave her a small smile, mumbling, “What is it, Nina?” Calmly, she walked into the room, and then closed the door behind her, saying softly, “Do you have a minute to talk?” “Sure,” Mr. Simone replied, moving his laptop out of his way so he could focus on her. Although she and her father had had great issues since her mother died and he remarried, Nina was hoping that this time, just once he would be a supportive father. “Remember when I was about to leave for my scholarship, what I asked of you?” Nina questioned, sitting in front of her father, crossing one leg over the other and resting her elbow on her knee. The dumbfounded look on her father's face made Nina sigh in frustration, knowing that he might not have even cared to listen back then when she was talking to him. “You promised me that the spot was going to be filled up by a temporary employee and that I can have the

Nibbling on her nails, Nina watched her laptop screen as the website loaded, making her heartbeat, wanting to stay positive, but after the constant rejections, she couldn't. “You need to chill, Nina,” Her best friend, Kim, said, taking another bite of her sandwich. “It’s only been like a few companies who have replied. It's not like all the-” “Nineteen companies, Kim. It's been only a couple of days, and I have been receiving rejection letters one after the other, Every other day.” Nina mumbled, grabbing another napkin and blowing her nose into it. “It’s like I am cursed.” “Come on, Nina. Be positive. Who knows, this one might-” “Dear Miss Simone, we regret to inform you that the position that you applyed...” The trembling in Nina's voice made Kim's sandwich freeze to her lips, and she whispered as she rested the sandwich on the bed, “Oh Nina, come here.” Crawling towards her friend, Nina buried her face in the crook of Kim's neck as she sobbed. “Shhh, Nina. You're okay. This is