The moment felt surreal as the voice on the other end continued, “I trust your journey was pleasant?”
Swallowing hard, I tried to steady my voice. “Yes, it was,” I replied, though my mind was still reeling from the revelation of my inheritance. “I’m still trying to process everything.”
“Understandable,” Prince Alexander said with a note of warmth. “Your grandfather spoke fondly of you, and he had great plans that align perfectly with the vision we discussed. Would you be available to meet at your earliest convenience?”
“Of course,” I said, feeling a mix of curiosity and excitement. “When would you like to meet?”
“Tomorrow morning at the Prince’s Palace,” he suggested. “I’ll have my driver pick you up at 10 a.m.”
As I hung up, reality began to sink in. My grandfather’s modest demeanor had always overshadowed the enormous wealth he possessed. He had taught me values and humility, never once hinting at the staggering fortune he had quietly set aside for me. This was not just an inheritance; it was a legacy.
