The Hidden Heir

Kaelen slipped silently into the plush leather seat of Mr. Gideon's imposing black Land Rover. The heavy car door clicked shut, sealing him inside a world of quiet luxury, far removed from the suffocating mockery of the Henshaw estate. He did not offer a greeting. His mind churned, consumed by a singular, burning obsession. He needed to figure out exactly how to manipulate the corporate landscape