Dumped Then Claimed By A Billionaire (Nerissa and Owen) novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37 The True Sullivan Family Heir

Owen was absolutely furious.

He couldn’t understand what the hell Nerissa was playing at.

‘Is she seriously trying to prove how important she is to me by showing up late?’ he thought bitterly. ‘She doesn’t realize she’s nothing but trash to me. If I didn’t need to completely control Kinsbeat Garnes, I wouldn’t even waste a glance on her.” Yale’s expression grew complicated when he heard Owen’s words, and he carefully chose his following words. “Owen, I think Nerissa really isn’t the same person she used to be.”

Threatening her like this probably wasn’t going to work the way Owen expected.

Yale thought, ‘There’s a saying-when you’ve got no man on your mind, you can focus on leveling up. Nerissa’s clearly in that zone right now.’

“Not the old Nerissa? Then which Nerissa is she supposed to be?” Owen thought Yale was overthinking everything. “What do you expect from some nobody village girl? No matter how much she changes, she can’t fix that trashy nature of hers.”

Yale looked at Owen. “Owen, calm down and think about it. If Nerissa really wanted to get back together with you, she wouldn’t have stood you up today.”

Based on Nerissa’s personality, if she still loved Owen, she would’ve come running the second he called. She definitely wouldn’t have made him wait this long.

“She’ll show up.” Owen narrowed his eyes at Yale. “Your job is to pass along my message. Tell her to stop playing these hard-to-get games-I’m sick of them. Everything has its limits, and I’m only giving her one chance.”

After saying that, Owen turned and left. Stratford Group had recently decided to partner with Kinsbeat Gamfe, and it hit the Calloway Group hard. He had a ton of stuff to deal with at the company, and he didn’t have time to waste here waiting for Nerissa.

At Sullivan Manor in Kindowen, inside the solemn church, gray-haired Tiffany Sullivan knelt on a prayer cushion with her hands pressed together.

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She spoke with deep devotion, “Please, I’m begging you to help me find my son’s wife and daughter. Have mercy and let this old woman finally hold her grandchild.”

When she finished, Tiffany began to pray earnestly.

She looked up at the sacred statue again, and her eyes were red and swollen. “I’ve been a vegetarian and devoted my whole life to prayer. I’ve never done anything bad, so why is heaven punishing me like this?

“At my age, I should have grandchildren around me and be enjoying family happiness. But my son has been lying in bed for nineteen years, his wife disappeared without a trace, and I don’t even know if my poor granddaughter is alive or dead.

“If I did something wrong in a past life, God, then punish me. Skin me alive, throw me into the deepest hell. I can take it all.” Tiffany sobbed, “But why are you punishing my poor granddaughter? You let her wander out there alone and suffer so much. She was just an innocent child-just an innocent child.”

By the time she finished speaking, tears streamed down Tiffany’s face, and her voice had gone hoarse.

“Mom, please get up,” Luna Sullivan, the eldest daughter of the Sullivan family, hurried in from outside and quickly helped Tiffany up from the floor. “You’re not in good health to begin with, and you’ve been praying since this morning. Your body can’t take this.”

Nineteen years ago, Tiffany’s eldest son, Leo Sullivan, had taken his wife, Charlotte, and their three-month-old daughter, Ariel, back to their hometown to pay respects to their ancestors.

But on the way there, they passed through a dangerous mountain road and got into a terrible car accident, and the car rolled straight off the cliff.

Leo, Charlotte and Ariel were thrown from the vehicle, and the driver died on impact.

After that accident, Leo became a vegetable and has been in a coma for nineteen years now.

Charlotte and three-month-old Ariel disappeared without a trace, and there’s been no word of them since.

Everyone said that Charlotte and baby Ariel we Successfully unlocked! mountains, but Tiffany refused to believe it.

All these years, she’d been desperately searching for CIMDIE LEAR

The way Tiffany saw it, she needed to know a person alive or see their body dead. As long as she hadn’t seen Charlotte’s

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and the baby’s bodies, it meant they had to be alive somewhere.

‘Maybe Charlotte just lost her memory from the accident, she thought. ‘Maybe she’s out there with my granddaughter, and they’re doing just fine.”

She had to find the last bloodline of the Sullivan family as soon as possible.

Over the years, Tiffany had poured millions into supporting impoverished villages, and she donated to schools and funds for children in remote mountain areas.

She spent around thirty million annually on charity work, all in hopes of finding the last remaining bloodline of the Sullivan family.

“Arie, my sweet Arie, when will you come home to see your grandmother?” Tiffany clutched Luna’s hand, her voice breaking as tears streamed down her face.

Arie was Ariel’s nickname. Tiffany had adored Ariel from the moment she was born, and she’d already decided that her granddaughter would be the future heir of the Sullivan family.

She’d planned for Ariel to take over the family’s vast empire, but before the girl could even grow up, tragedy struck. The thing was, Tiffany had never been the type to cry easily.

When her husband died young, she shouldered the crushing pressure alone, building Sullivan Group into an empire while raising two children by herself.

When Leo slipped into a coma, and Charlotte and Ariel’s fates became unknown, she’d gritted her teeth and pushed forward. ‘I’ll find them someday, she’d thought back then. ‘We’ll be a family again.’

But now nineteen years had passed. She’d gone from a forty-two-year-old woman to a sixty-one-year-old grandmother, and hope was slipping through her fingers like sand. Her body was failing her more each day, and the despair was suffocating. She didn’t know if she’d live long enough to see Ariel come home.

Every night she dreamed of finding Charlotte and Ariel, but every morning she woke up to the harsh reality that it was just a dream.

No one understood what that felt like. No one could honestly share her pain.

She desperately wanted to find her granddaughter.

Over the past nineteen years, countless girls had come to the Sullivan family claiming to be Ariel, and some even resembled Leo. Still, every DNA test ended in crushing disappointment.

“Arie will come back. She has to come back,” Luna said, holding Tiffany tight.

Her eyes were red and watery, too. “She’ll definitely come back. And you still have Anna. Anna’s your granddaughter too, and she’ll take good care of you. She’ll make sure you’re happy.”

Anna was Luna’s daughter, Anna Bailey, and she was twenty-two years old. She was talented at everything and had grown up with all the privileges of a wealthy family.

“Anna is Anna, and Arie is Arie,” Tiffany said, wiping her tears. “They’re both Sullivan blood, but they’re not the same. Anna isn’t Arie. They’re different.”

She only wanted Arie. No one else would do, and no one could ever replace Arie.

Luna lowered her eyes when she heard this, and her expression was hard to read.

Tiffany didn’t notice the shift in Luna’s eyes. She spoke again, “Luna, come with me to see your brother.”

Leo was in a vegetative state, but Tiffany still spent an hour with him every single day.

“Okay, Mom,” Luna said with a nod, and she helped Tiffany walk to the other side of the estate.

They reached Leo’s room pretty quickly.

The Sullivan family had good genes, and Leo had been incredibly handsome in his youth. He was over forty now and had been lying in bed unconscious for years.

His temples had gone gray, and there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but he still looked striking. He lay there with steady breathing, and if it wasn’t for the feeding tube in his nose, no one would guess he was in a coma.

Tiffany sat on the edge of the bed, gripping her son’s hand tightly. Her voice came out hoarse and desperate. “Leo, please wake up. Just wake up and talk to me, okay?

“You’re the only one who knows what really happened in that accident. It’s been so many years. Don’t you feel bad for me? Don’t you want to find Charlotte and Arie?”

She’d never believed the car crash was an accident.

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It felt too deliberate, too planned. She suspected their business rivals had orchestrated the whole thing, but the technology was limited back then.

By the time the police arrived, a heavy rainstorm had washed away most of the evidence. Some people died, some went missing, and some ended up in comas like Leo. The investigators were unable to find anything useful, so they closed the case as an accidental crash.

Leo was the only person who knew the truth. Once he woke up, she’d finally get answers and make whoever did this pay. Luna stood behind Tiffany, and hearing the old woman’s words made her eyes sting with tears. She leaned down and took Leo’s other hand. “Leo, please wake up. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting? Nineteen years, Leo.”

Just then, a maid walked over carrying a bag of medication.

Luna wiped her eyes quickly. “I’ll give Leo his medicine.”

The maid handed her the bag.

The pills were already crushed into powder, and Luna mixed them with water before feeding the mixture through Leo’s feeding tube. Her movements were practiced and sure. She’d clearly done this many times before.

The truth was, Luna and Leo had always been close. She came by every two or three days to personally give him his medication.

Tiffany stared at Leo, and tears started streaming down her face. “Leo, my son, how can I go on watching you lie here like this? How can I keep living like this?”

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