Abandoned heir: The charismatic Tyson Gray

In an open field, the helicopter's airfoils were rotating as they blew a cold wind to the group of high ranked military officials.

"Captain, do you really want to leave?" A brawny man asked, tearing up.

" Yes captain, must you go back? why can't you stay?" Another man chipped in.

These men were generals of different groups in the dragon regiment, the highest ranked military group in the whole of the United States.

" Must you behave like children? if your subordinates see you crying over such a small matter, what will they think of you?" The man referred to as captain reprimanded them. His voice held a hint of helplessness.

He didn't want to leave, but his job over here was over.

Besides, he promised her that he would return for her. It was about time he fulfilled his promise.

" Who cares what they think, I am just sad that you are leaving us." The first man said, making the captain to shake his head.

If someone revealed that these men crying over his departure were the generals of the formidable dragon regiment, nobody would believe it.

Infact, they would even bash that person for spouting nonsense.

" I have made the decision. The borders are safe. I have fulfilled my duty to the country, it's time I fulfil my duty as a husband." The captain replied.

Very few people in the dragon regiment knew about their Captain's status as a married man. Although they knew nothing more about the wife, it could be seen that the captain adored his wife.

" Okay, if you have made your decision, we can only bid you farewell." The first man spoke as he saluted.

" Farewell captain." He shouted.

" Farewell captain." The rest chorused.

" Let's go Jordan." the captain instructed a young man standing behind him.

" Yes, captain." Jordan took the order, following the captain to the already waiting chopper.

Soon the sound of an ascending helicopter filled the air as the soldiers saluted.

It was a military method of bidding one of their comrades good-bye.

Inside the chopper, the man named Jordan had an excited look on his face.

" Tyson, what are your plans?"

The mysterious man lifted the corner of his lips and answered slowly.

" First things first. I am heading over to Los Angeles to see my wife. It's been five years,I wonder how she has been doing."

His face had a look of longing and gentleness as he mentioned his wife.

He removed a picture from the corner pocket of his jacket and started looking at it.

A beautiful woman with a sweet smile appeared in the picture. She had a captivating look, her eyes Hazel and her long hair Chestnut.

Jordan saw how Tyson was looking at the picture and could only smile.

" I have seen you secretly looking at that picture while we sleep." Jordan said.

He was Tyson's best friend and comrade at the military but he knew nothing about the lady in the picture.

" Can you tell me about her, your wife?"

Jordan was curious to know what kind of a woman had the legendary God of war so smitten that he was willing to leave behind five years of hard work just to be with her.

" Her name is Samantha Lewis. She is 26 years old." Tyson replied.

" Uh! that's all?"

How mean was he to only use two sentences to describe his wife. If it was any other man, he could have given a detailed outline of his wife.

But this was Tyson.

He was far from any ordinary Man. He is the infamous God of war and the captain of the dragon regiment.

With his hands, countless enemies have fallen. Because of him, the ten year old border insecurity was now settled.

That's just how great he is.

" What more do you want to know?"

Hearing his question, Jordan decided to shut it.

Afterall in less than four hours,he will be able to personally meet her.

The plane landed at Los Angeles international airport.

Tyson and Jordan were escorted to the waiting lobby where they would be collecting their luggage.

Tyson was leaning on a post awaiting Jordan to get over with the clearance when he felt something or rather someone tug on his shirt.

He was now dressed in casual pants and a white shirt. Looking at him, he appeared laid back.

His clothes were worth afew dollars giving the impression of a low social class individual.

Looking down, he was greeted by a pair of Hazel eyes.

A little girl, dressed in a Pink princess dress was looking at him with shining eyes as she played with the hem of his shirt.

" Daddy!" The little girl called.

Her voice was sweet. Looking at her, he could estimate she was around four years old.

He was so lost observing the little girl that he forgot to talk back to her.

" Daddy! you are finally back? Mommy said that you went to work abroad and will come back soon. Have you finally decided to come see Tara?" The girl asked, blinking her doe like eyes that resembled a puppy's.

" You must be mistaken. I am not your daddy." Although it hurt to break the little girl's daughter, Tyson had to do it. Afterall, he was in a hurry to go see his wife, Samantha.

He couldn't afford to be held back by a child.

" But I know you are my daddy, don't you want Tara daddy? I have been a good girl as I promised. Mommy said if I am a good girl, daddy will love me alot." The girl's Sweet and innocent voice tickled Tyson's heart.

" You should go look for your mother. I am not your mother." Although Tyson wanted to indulge the little one, he still had a very important mission to carry out.

" Whose child is this Tyson?" Jordan walked to Tyson as he asked.

" How am I supposed to know? She insists I am her father but I don't even know her." Tyson replied.

" She's beautiful." Jordan commented.

" Wuuuuuu ah ah ah" Before Tyson could register anything, the girl burst out crying, accusing him of not wanting her.

All the people's attention turned to the three while Tyson and Jordan had awkward looks on their faces.

Just then...

" Tara! Tara! Why are you crying?" A Sweet and captivating voice broke the silence at the waiting lobby as a small beautiful figure rushed to the crying girl before embracing her.

" S-samantha!" Tyson murmured.

Tyson was in a daze as he watched the woman he had been thinking about for years comfort the little girl.

Then a thought flashed in his mind.

Could it be that she is his and Samantha's daughter? Was the little girl telling the truth all along?

Just thinking about it brought immense happiness to his heart.

" Tell me Tara, who made you cry?" The soft voice of a woman could be heard questioning the little doll who was still sniffling back her tears.

" I found daddy but daddy doesn't want Tara." She replied in her childish voice, pointing at Tyson accusingly.

The lady who was squatting earlier turned to look at the direction her daughter pointed.

When their eyes met, hers widened in surprise before they turned to anger.

She glared at Tyson then picked her daughter before walking away.

The spectators watching the whole ordeal couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

" What's the deal with those three? One person asked.

" How would I know but wait...do you think the man is the father of the little girl?"

" If he's the father, how come he doesn't seem to recognize her?"

" Maybe he has been away for years and is only coming back now."

" What a lucky bastard. He runs away and comes back when the child is all grown up."

" Have you seen how the lady is angry at him?"

" Who wouldn't be? if I was her, I would have given him a slap."

The comments were not pleasing to the ear.

When Jordan heard the people reprimanding Tyson, anger rose in him?

How dare they criticise him?

Were they worthy of mentioning his name, leave alone talking behind his back?

He was about to confront them but was stopped by Tyson. He said nothing, just shook his head.

People could say whatever they wanted. He didn't care.

He knew now that his wife was mad at him.

It was understandable. He left for five without any message.

He didn't expect her to welcome him with open arms when he came back.

One thing he knew, he would do anything to earn her forgiveness.

He would also do anything to take care of her and their daughter.

As they left and headed to the jaguar arranged for them, Jordan couldn't control his curiosity.

" What just happened? Is that your wife and daughter? But I never heard you mention that you had a daughter?"

Jordan was confused and could only seek answers from Tyson.

" I just found out today itself."

He was as surprised as him. He never knew that he had a daughter. Not that there was a way for him to know when he didn't keep in touch with Samantha for five years.

But he could count the number of times he was Intimate with Samantha with his one hand.

Infact, it only happened once.Tge two of them were under the influence of drugs.

After that night, Tyson was forced to marry Samantha.

The Lewis family argued that it was the only way to cover the shame and embarrassment Samantha caused her family.

Back then, he was nothing but a penniless man who was struggling to make ends meet.

He had just graduated from college with no decent work.

He was hired by the Lewis family as the personal driver of Samantha Lewis who was by that time working as the general manager of El passion Corp which was a jewel company.

The two stayed married for two months. He later left after losing everything he had. By everything I mean after his mother passed away.

Tyson's mother had been sick and bedridden. Since he couldn't afford to pay for the surgery she needed, she was left to die.

Before he left, he promised her that he would come back for her.

Five years later, he finally felt ready to face his past and returned, only to be greeted with the news that he was already a father.

If that child was the product of the affair they had that night, he will gladly take responsibility as a father and a dutiful husband to his wife.

" I must say that you are in deep shit then. She seemed pretty angry with you." Jordan commented.

" I Know."

He understood why she was angry.

Afterall, five years of disappearance wasn't something small, especially when she was left to take care of their daughter alone.

Thinking about the hardships she might have gone through, his chest tightened.

After that scandal years ago, everyone in the Lewis family started looking down at her.

By marrying a penniless man like him, her worth and dignity was trampled upon.

She might have never complained before him, but he sure knew she felt bad.

The whole ordeal was a set-up to strip her of the position of general manager.

Although he was never raised in a rich man's house, he understood perfectly well how things operated in those families.

Family members plot against each other for Power and prestige.

It was unfortunate for her to find herself in such a situation.

Whether it happened by chance or by choice, Tyson swore to only have one woman in his life and that woman was Samantha.

As he thought about the past, they arrived at Samantha's home.

After that scandal, her family was casted out of the main Lewis residence.

They were given a house away from the others.

After asking Jordan to drop him at the entrance, Tyson made his way to his in-laws house.

It was here he spent two months of his life before he left for the army.

The house was old and shabby but was still in good conditions.

Although it had several cracks and worn out paint, it wasn't that bad.

Tyson entered the house and could clearly tell that his in-laws had visitors.

He was about to announce his presence when he heard something that Made his blood boil.

" You should Marry John as soon as possible, Samantha. At Least he is willing to marry you and accept your bastard daughter." Samantha's mother, Susan advised.

" What did you just say?" A thunderous voice bloomed from the entrance of the house, causing everyone present at the dining table to snap their eyes and look at the source.

Tyson felt his anger consume every fibre of his being. He could tolerate anybody looking down on him and calling him names. But that did not include his daughter. He would never let anybody disrespect his daughter like that.

It didn't matter if that person was his mother-in-law.

The aura emanating from his body turned murderous but he fought to suppress it. He couldn't allow himself to scare his little daughter.

The whole family turned to see the intruder. The moment they identified who he was, looks of disgust appeared on their faces.

" Look who decided to return at last. If it's not that good-for-nothing husband of Samantha." Susan spat venomously.

" It's good that you are back. You should hurry and divorce Samantha so that she can marry someone of her calibre." Susan, Tyson's mother-in-law and Samantha's mother continued.

" I already said that I won't get a divorce." Samantha's weak voice replied.

Her reply angered her mother to no end.

Tyson on the other hand was pleased to hear that. It was enough for her that she didn't want to get a divorce.

It didn't matter whether it was out of personal reasons. At Least he had a chance to make things right and correct his mistakes.

" What do you mean you don't want to get a divorce? Samantha, do you want to anger me to death? What's so great about that loser husband of yours? It's enough that he disappeared for five years, leaving you to fend for Tara alone. When he comes back, he arrives empty handed, not even a single gift for your parents." Susan was so angry that the veins on her face started popping out one by one.

" Samantha, you should think about your mother's words and divorce that good for nothing husband of yours. I am willing to marry you and take care of you and Tara." John finally decided to speak.His words were hypocritical, sounding like he was doing Samantha a favour by marrying her.

John Warren was the heir of the Warren family. The Warren family was among the prestigious families in Los Angeles. While the Lewis family was a third tier family, the Warren family was a second tier family in Los Angeles.

" My decision will not change. I won't get a divorce." Samantha stood her ground, picked up her daughter and went upstairs.

" You should be grateful that someone like John who is of high prestige is willing to marry you. Don't be so ungrateful." Susan still continued to shout even when Samantha was already gone.

She then turned to look at Tyson with distaste.

" If you have any brains, you should hurry and divorce my daughter. She deserves someone better. Not a useless person like you." She berated Tyson who maintained a straight face.

For the two months he stayed married to Samantha, he got used to his mother-in-law's harsh words.

Samantha was known as the most beautiful woman in the whole of Los Angeles. Many people had expressed their intentions to Marry her. She had a bright future ahead, that was until the scandal that happened five years ago. She was forced by her family to marry him.

Her parents, especially her mother, hated Tyson for that, blaming him for ruining their daughter's future.

But he was a victim just like her. He never chose that to happen.

" Look at you. It's been five years and you are still dressed in your shabby clothes. I can see you are back to leech on my daughter again." Susan reprimanded.

Back then, Tyson was mocked and called a live-in son-in-law of the Lewis family who did nothing but leech on his wife. He didn't mind those insults. He endured them for the sake of Samantha.

He also knew that the humiliation he faced was nothing compared to what his involvement with her caused her.

He was penniless back then, but things are different now.

He could provide them with anything that they wanted and much more.

But he won't be telling them that. He would let everyone think that he's still that useless son-in-law of the Lewis family.

After visiting Tara and Samantha in their room, Lucas finally left.

He went to the hotel Jordan had reserved for them.

On his way to the hotel, all he thought about was how coldly Samantha treated him.

If it wasn't for his daughter Tara, maybe he wouldn't be able to see her.

She didn't open her mouth to talk to him.

Tyson could only assume that she was angry at him.

He would give her time to cool down. After everything, he will apologise to her accordingly. He didn't care if he had to beg for her forgiveness, all he knew was that he wanted to set things straight.

Tyson was resting in his room when Jordan announced that he had a visitor.

He couldn't help but wonder who it could be.

He just set foot in Los Angeles after five years, who could be visiting him?

He instructed Jordan to let the visitor in. He might as well just meet him Instead of pondering his identity.

" Good evening young master Tyson." An old man in his late fifties greeted him.

Even after decades, Tyson could still remember who the man was.

He was the butler of the Carter family. The family that abandoned him and his Mother.

He had unresolved and deep hatred for the members of the Carter family.

Sooner or later, he will let them feel the pain of losing everything and having to live on the Streets. He owed that to himself and his mother.

" What brings you here?" His voice was cold and distant. It revealed no emotions and so was his face.

" I have been sent by the Master of the Carter family to give you back the brilliance Corp that belongs to your mother. He has also prepared a few properties in your name and hopes that if you have time, you visit him." The man reported making Tyson chuckle.