Once I Accept The Inheritance: You're All Doomed!

"Idiot, useless! You can't even manage to watch over a car properly, letting someone scratch Young Master Roberts' car like this!"

"Absolutely useless, I shouldn't have hired you! Stupid, useless!"

In front of Ava Beautiful Spa stood a fat man in a suit, relentlessly berating a young man in his early twenties. The young man, named Alexander Reynolds, was working as a guard and car attendant at the spa because he couldn't find any other job.

Earlier, another car had accidentally scratched Peyton Roberts' car, a young master from the city's elite family, when its door was opened. It wasn't Alexander's fault, but as the guard, he bore the brunt of the excessive criticism.

"Half of your month's salary will be deducted!"

"But I only earn $3000 a month, if you deduct half then..."

"No more talking, or do you want to pay for the scratch on Young Master Roberts' car? Even if you sold your miserable life, it wouldn't be enough to cover it!"

Alexander remained silent. He couldn't afford to pay, but losing half a month's salary was too much.

He wasn't always this poor. If it weren't for the day his mother took him away from the Reynolds family-the top aristocratic family in the region-he wouldn't be struggling like this.

For years, he endured all this humiliation for the sake of his wife and daughter. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the insults from others.

"Yes, someone like you is truly shameless. Poor and daring to aim high, dreaming of marrying Miss Marshall. Everyone knows what disgraceful means you used to get her into bed, forcing her to marry you." Peyton Roberts added, pointing directly at Alexander, almost wanting to slap him.

But Alexander could only endure it. This familiar situation had been occurring for the past few years since he married Eleanor Marshall. He became famous for being useless and incompetent, constantly despised and humiliated. They believed he was unworthy of Eleanor, and he couldn't argue back.

Finally, after Peyton and the manager left, Alexander was left alone with his parking duty. He hung his head, filled with humiliation, anger, and an overwhelming sense of endurance that couldn't be expressed.

A few minutes later, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared beside Alexander's feet. Looking up, he saw an elderly man sincerely looking at him, saying:

"Young Master, it's been four years, you should return. Dragon Master has instructed me to bring you back to Dragon Sect."

"Dragon Sect is now in turmoil, Dragon Master is critically ill, and Elder Young Master is in a coma. Only you can lead Dragon Sect."

Outside Ava Beautiful Spa, a Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked, with an old man standing by the door, speaking to Alexander with a pleading face.

The old man was dressed in a formal suit, wearing a black hat and holding a gold and black cane.

"It's been four years, thank you for still remembering me."

Alexander's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes calm, devoid of any illusions about Dragon Sect.

"Back then, my father listened to that woman's words and ruthlessly expelled my mother and me from Dragon Sect, like I was an illegitimate child, a bastard as they said! For all these years, did he ever care about my mother's and my well-being?"

"Now, he wants me to return, so I should go back? Am I, Alexander Reynolds, a dog of Dragon Sect? Summoned to come, chased to go?"

"I am married now, I don't need anyone's pity, especially from Dragon Sect! Leave, don't bother me anymore!"

Alexander said coldly, striding back into the spa, leaving the old man sighing repeatedly at the door.

Dragon Sect, the world's largest mysterious organization, held the most top-notch resources in medicine and minerals, possessing the richest fortunes!

Power beyond measure!

No one dared to provoke them, the oldest hereditary family!

Within Dragon Sect, the master was Dragon Master, under him were the 8 great Dragon Kings, each reigning supreme, wielding immense wealth and power!

And the masters of martial arts, extraordinary kung fu experts from around the world, were all disciples of Dragon Sect, all obeying Dragon Master!

Alexander pushed the door open, and the spa employees looked at him with strange eyes.

Alexander had been working here for four years, entirely a lowly figure.

Now, he was seen talking to someone who arrived in a Rolls-Royce, truly unbelievable...

As Alexander took a few steps, his phone rang in his pocket.

Looking at the caller ID, it was his wife, Eleanor Marshall.

"Hello, honey, what's up?" Alexander smiled as he answered.

Eleanor was a well-known beauty in Golden Harbor, one of the four great goddesses of the city.

However, people now mocked her for marrying a worthless man!

"Alexander! Come to the city hospital quickly! Something's happened to Mary!"

Eleanor's voice was urgent on the other end.

"Got it! I'm on my way!"

Without hesitation, Alexander told his manager and quickly ran out, hopping on his electric scooter, rushing to the hospital.

The Marshall family was a second-tier aristocratic family in Golden Harbor. Four years ago, Alexander met Eleanor by chance and became the live-in son-in-law of the Marshall family.

Their wedding had shocked Golden Harbor because it was the most impoverished and disgraceful wedding in the city's aristocratic history.

Alexander was poor with no background.

The Marshall family became a laughingstock among the elite of Golden Harbor.

For four years, Alexander lived cautiously in the Marshall family, enduring ridicule and harsh treatment.

Being a live-in son-in-law meant accepting such a role.

Moreover, Alexander needed the Marshall family's help because his mother required money for medical treatment.

At the hospital entrance, Eleanor had been waiting anxiously, looking both angry and worried.

When she saw Alexander arrive, her face turned cold, and she walked over, raising her hand.

Slap!

The crisp sound of a slap echoed at the hospital entrance, attracting the attention of passersby.

"Why did you take so long!"

Eleanor's eyes sparkled with tears, filled with fury.

Alexander was stunned, looking at his wife anxiously and asking: "Wif... Eleanor, what happened? How is Mary?"

Eleanor let her tears flow, burying her head in Alexander's chest, sobbing: "Mary... Mary has leukemia."

At this moment, the man who had lived a humble life for four years, the man who had made himself and the Marshall family a laughingstock in Golden Harbor, had become Eleanor's only support.

Thud!

Hearing this, Alexander's face froze, his pupils constricted, and he asked with trembling lips: "Leukemia? How can it be?"

Mary, of course, was the daughter of Alexander and Eleanor, just three years old.

In the hospital room, the Marshall family members were gathered around.

Mr. Marshall sat at the head of the bed, beside the adorable and lively little girl on the hospital bed, his eyes full of loving expressions.

Surrounded by the descendants of the Marshall family.

At this moment, seeing Alexander and Eleanor enter, a scolding voice exploded in the hospital room!

"Alexander! How dare this useless man show his face here, get out!"

Mother-in-law Valeria Jones, full of hatred, folded her arms and cursed!

This useless son-in-law was an embarrassment everywhere!

"Haha, I wondered who it was, turns out it's Alexander, what are you doing here, you good-for-nothing?"

From the side came a mocking voice, spoken by Tommy Marshall, the son of the eldest son of the Marshall family.

He had always disliked Alexander, a worthless person, and wondered how he could become the son-in-law of the Marshall family.

Moreover, because of him, the Marshall family had lost all face in Golden Harbor!

"Yes, what's a loser like him doing here?"

"Haiz, after all, he is Mary's father, it's right for him to visit."

"Shut up! Lower your voice, don't you see Mr. Marshall is here? Don't forget, in front or behind, Mary can only call him uncle."

At this point, everyone in the Marshall family room gave a cold laugh.

A man like Alexander, it was truly enough, he couldn't even acknowledge his daughter.

What a base person!

At this moment, Eleanor stepped forward and said to the old man: "Grandfather, Alexander is here."

Mr. Marshall, with a head full of silver hair, wearing a white suit, let go of Mary's small soft hand, without looking at Alexander, and said to the butler beside him: "Bring him the papers to sign."

"Yes, sir."

The butler went up to Alexander, took out a document, and coldly said: "This is the divorce agreement between you and Miss Eleanor. Sign it and Mr. Marshall will treat young Miss Mary. Rest assured, Mr. Marshall has found a donor for Mary's marrow, and you don't need to worry about the treatment costs."

Hearing this, Alexander's eyes filled with emotion, he looked at the butler with confusion and anger, then turned to Mr. Marshall and said: "Grandfather, Mary is my daughter, why not use my marrow?"

"Shut your mouth!"

Mr. Marshall shouted, his cold eyes staring at Alexander, gripping his cane: "Do you deserve to be Mary's father? Hurry up and sign, from now on, you and the Marshall family have no ties! Remember, her name is Mary Marshall, she belongs to the Marshall family, not the Reynolds family!"

Hearing this, Eleanor became anxious, saying: "Grandfather, I won't divorce Alexander, he is still Mary's father, I hope you reconsider."

Eleanor had been married to Alexander for four years, living under the same roof for four years, to say there were no feelings would be a lie.

Hearing Eleanor's words, Alexander was stunned.

It turned out, she acknowledged him as her husband, acknowledged him as Mary's father.

Slap!

The old man slapped Eleanor's face, angrily shouting: "You deserve a beating! When did you get to speak here? If you hadn't married a useless man, our Marshall family wouldn't be the laughingstock of Golden Harbor!"

The Marshall family members around also looked at her with cold eyes, a sneer on their faces.

Eleanor's eyes turned red, holding her cheek, she timidly stood aside.

Seeing Eleanor being hit, Alexander's heart tightened, clenching his fists.

His woman, how could she be bullied like this!

Then, Mr. Marshall glared at Alexander's flushed face and coldly said: "Without my consent, the hospital will not use your marrow, I have already bought all the suitable marrow for Mary, if you don't sign the divorce agreement, I will not treat Mary! Moreover, the treatment cost is more than 600 thousand USD, can you afford that?"

Hearing this, Alexander's heart trembled, the old man was truly ruthless!

Using Mary to force him and Eleanor to divorce!

Silence.

Alexander's heart was more filled with anger!

Eleanor also glanced at Alexander, her eyes red, with a few glittering tears at the corners of her eyes, feeling both disappointed and hopeful.

Her disappointment was that her husband did nothing at this moment.

Her hope was that her husband would resist, argue, take responsibility for this family, the responsibility of a husband, a father!

At this moment, Mary on the hospital bed opened her eyes, her face pale, her big lively eyes now dull, looking at Alexander standing amidst the crowd's scolding, and weakly said: "Uncle... it hurts..."

Uncle, his daughter could only call him 'uncle'...

Alexander was the young master of Dragon Sect!

He was the future Dragon Master!

But he couldn't even acknowledge the bloodline of his own daughter!

Just because he was useless, a good-for-nothing, a son-in-law living in his wife's family.

Hearing his daughter's weak, heart-wrenching voice, Alexander clenched his fist and said: "I will gather the money."

Hearing this, Eleanor's pupils dilated, her heart trembling, staring at Alexander's back.

He still had the appearance of a man.

Alexander turned, seriously looking at Eleanor who quickly turned away to wipe her tears, then left the hospital amidst the crowd's reproach.

"Grandfather, look, Alexander is really too insolent."

"Yes, grandfather, that worthless man dares to disobey you!"

The Marshall family members immediately fanned the flames.

Mr. Marshall just shook his head, saying nothing.

Could Alexander gather that much money?

Haha!

Eleanor watched Alexander's departing figure, feeling helpless.

Though she was a granddaughter of the Marshall family, all financial power was in her mother's hands, and this time it was the old man's order, even if she had some savings, she couldn't take it out.

...

At the bank entrance, Alexander Raynolds and Tiger Jones stood together. Tiger took out 600 thousand USD, handed it to Alexander in a cloth bag, and said: "Take it, use it first, no need to rush to pay me back."

Alexander accepted the bag, tears glistening, gratefully said: "Tiger, I will definitely pay you back soon!"

"Haiz, what are you saying, we're like brothers!"

Tiger Jones patted Alexander's shoulder, laughing.

"Tiger, if you dare to lend him money, we won't get married!" Suddenly, a shrill voice was heard, a beautifully dressed girl came over, filled with anger.

Slap!

She stepped forward and slapped Alexander, pointing at him and scolding: "Alexander, you really have no shame, how many times have you borrowed money from Tiger! You're not embarrassed, but I am!"

"Sienna, what are you doing!" Tiger anxiously grabbed the furious Sienna Payne.

This woman was Tiger's girlfriend, beautiful face, lovely figure, but with an arrogant personality, with a certain aura of disregard.

"What am I doing? Tiger, I'm warning you, if you lend him money, we won't get married!"

Sienna brushed Tiger's hand away, lifting her chin and crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Of course, a crowd had already gathered outside the door.

Tiger desperately explained: "Sienna, Mary has been hospitalized with leukemia and needs money urgently...."

"If that girl dies, so be it! Anyway, a worthless live-in son-in-law like him, who can't even recognize his own daughter, why are you helping him?" Sienna's words were like needles piercing the heart.

Alexander's hand tightened around the cloth bag, then he relaxed and stuffed the bag into Tiger's hands, laughing heartily: "Tiger, no need, I'll come to celebrate your wedding later."

With that, Alexander turned and quickly walked away from the place.

Behind him, Tiger's calls and an argument with Sienna could be heard.

Walking down the street, Alexander felt miserable inside. What should he do now?

At that moment, Eleanor called, asking him to return to the hospital.

Thinking it over, Alexander headed back to the hospital, meeting Eleanor at the entrance with a tense and worried face.

She ran over, handing Alexander a bank card, saying: "There are over 600 thousand here. I secretly saved it. Just say you borrowed it."

Alexander took the card, looking at the beautiful girl with delicate features, and suddenly felt warmth inside.

She was always so kind and gentle.

Four years, he had made her suffer for four years.

"Eleanor, I..."

Alexander choked up, never feeling more of a failure than now.

Since Eleanor married him, she had lost the glory of being the Marshall family's heiress and had become a target of ridicule.

Eleanor took a deep breath, feeling very aggrieved: "I just don't want Mary to lose her father."

Alexander's lips trembled slightly: "Thank you, I won't let you and Mary down."

"Ha ha, as expected, Grandpa was right. I knew you would secretly give money to this loser!"

Suddenly, Tommy Marshall appeared from the side, a cold and mocking smile on his face.

Caught, the two were done for!

Alexander frowned, watching Tommy swagger away, then looked at the anxious Eleanor. He softened his voice: "Don't worry, I'll handle it."

In the hospital room, the old man was sternly criticizing Eleanor, and the card was naturally confiscated by mother-in-law Valeria, who scolded: "This worthless guy! No money and still wants to ask my daughter for money, truly garbage!"

Eleanor wanted to say something but was directly glared at by Valeria.

The Marshall family also joined in scolding, leaving nothing uncriticized about Alexander.

Suddenly!

A weak cry stunned everyone!

"Dad! Stop scolding my dad...." On the hospital bed, Mary cried, her big eyes filled with sparkling tears.

Dad....

This call of "Dad" deeply moved Alexander.

Since Mary was born, the Marshall family had not allowed him to interact with her. Three years, the longest time he had been with Mary was today.

And this "Dad" word, Mary had never called him before....

This was the first time!

Eleanor stood by, hearing Mary call Alexander "Dad." waves of emotion surged within her, tears streaming down.

"Oh no! This girl must be feverish and confused. How could this loser be her dad?"

Someone mumbled beside them.

Old Mr. Marshall's face also darkened, turning to sit down, taking Mary's small hand: "Mary, have you forgotten what Grandpa said? He's not your dad!"

This cold admonition made adorable Mary pout, tears welling up.

She looked at Alexander, mustering the courage in the angry gazes of those around, extending her small white hand: "He's my dad, I want my dad by my side..."

"Silence! He's not your dad! Having Grandpa with you is enough."

Old Mr. Marshall's face was icy, directly rejecting, without turning back, saying to Alexander: "You have two days to think, for Mary's sake, you know what to do."

Alexander's heart ached terribly, looking at his daughter on the hospital bed. For three years, it was the first time she called him dad.

No matter what, he had to cure Mary!

She was his little angel, his future!

"No need, I'll cure Mary myself! The marrow has to take of mine, she is my daughter!"

At this moment, Alexander spoke with unprecedented seriousness.

For his daughter, Alexander was willing to do anything!

This statement made everyone in the Marshall family in the hospital room tremble.

At that moment, they felt a certain pressure from Alexander!

This guy....

Having said that, Alexander turned and left the hospital.

Eleanor watched Alexander's departing figure with disbelief, her heart trembling, had he finally taken responsibility?

But, she also felt cold sweat for him.

How could a poor man with nowhere to turn cure his daughter?

At the hospital entrance, he called a number he hadn't dialed in four years.

The phone connected.

"Young Master, have you thought it through?" The voice on the other end was excited.

Alexander sighed helplessly: "Sherman, I've decided, I'll inherit the Dragon Sect."

Alright then, Alexander revealed his cards, he was a high-ranking second-generation rich!

The Dragon Sect's assets were distributed globally, worth trillions!

Even the Morgan and Rothschild families had to show respect to the Dragon Sect!

"Young Master, this is great, you've finally decided. Where are you, I'll bring the inheritance documents right away." Sherman on the other end was very excited, old tears flowing, the Dragon Sect was finally saved.

"Leave those for now, I need money urgently, 600 thousand." Alexander said.

"Young Master, not just 600 thousand, 600 million, even 600 billion is possible."

Sherman on the other end was very excited: "I'll have someone bring it to you right away."

Alexander was silent for a moment, then said: "No need, I don't want to cause misunderstandings, I'll go over myself."

"Alright, I'll wait for you at the BrightPath Solutions private club." Sherman said.

The BrightPath Solutions private club was originally an asset linked to the Dragon Sect.

Alexander hung up the phone, sighed, and looked up at the sky.

Why is poverty such a crime?

Without money, you can't do anything, not even recognize your own daughter.

Alexander and his mother were expelled from the Dragon Sect four years ago, did they still have to return in the end?

To be the puppet they pushed to the edge of the cliff?

Quickly, Alexander rode his electric scooter to the BrightPath Solutions private club.

This was the most prosperous and luxurious private club in Golden Harbor, the entrance standard was a net worth of a trillion!

Moreover, an introduction from an internal member was required to enter.

So, the BrightPath Solutions private club was not a place that could enter just by having money.

Anyone who came here to spend was a wealthy and influential leader with connections in Golden Harbor!

As soon as he stepped into the lobby, Alexander was stopped by a shout!

"Hey hey hey, who are you, who let you in, get out, dressed so shabbily and you dare to enter the BrightPath Solutions private club!"

A beautiful girl in a red cheongsam blocked Alexander, opening her mouth to scold, looking at him with disdain.

This girl, with a full figure and slender waist, a beautiful curvy body, the slits of her cheongsam revealing her fair legs as she walked, making people think wild thoughts, any man would feel their blood boil.

"Get out! This is not a place for country bumpkins like you!"

Miley Jones glared at Alexander with disdain. She had seen plenty of these poor folks before, all wanting to get into the BrightPath Solutions private club.

But did he even know what kind of place this was?

Alexander felt helpless, looked down at himself, and smiled faintly: "Sorry, but I have an appointment."

Hearing this, Miley Jones's expression became extremely unnatural, filled with disgust and contempt, she shouted: "A poor guy like you, who could you possibly have an appointment with at the BrightPath Solutions private club? Are you kidding? Go away! Don't obstruct our business!"

With that, she coldly glared at Alexander, the mockery in her eyes made one feel very uncomfortable.

Alexander's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he still politely said: "I really have an appointment, it's urgent, please let me through."

Saying that, Alexander stepped forward towards the main hall.

At this moment, Miley became anxious, grabbed Alexander's shirt, and shouted: "Are you crazy? This is the BrightPath Solutions private club, where only billionaires come! Who the hell are you to have an appointment with a big shot like that?"

She was really angry now!

What kind of trash was this, daring to trespass into the BrightPath Solutions private club!

It was practically courting death!

Alexander's eyes flashed with a cold glint, just about to explain something when a questioning voice suddenly came from the side.

"What's going on here, all this noise, what will the guests think!"

The person who arrived was a man in his thirties, wearing a well-fitted black checkered suit, with a manager's medal on his chest, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking like an elite.

"Manager Miles, finally you're here, this poor guy trespassed into our club!"

Miley immediately stamped her feet coquettishly, causing her ample bosom to shake, stirring one's imagination.

Manager Miles frowned, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up, and assessed Alexander in his simple attire, coldly saying: "Sorry, this is a private club with a membership system, I've never seen you here, please leave quickly."

Manager Miles was quite tactful, not saying anything too harsh.

Mainly, he completely ignored Alexander and naturally didn't want to say much.

Seeing Alexander still standing there, Miley immediately became furious, pointed at his nose, and scolded: "Why, aren't you leaving yet? Do you want me to call security to throw you out?"

Alexander's face finally darkened.

He was just here to find someone, why was he being targeted like this?

Could it be that just because he dressed plainly, he was labeled as a poor person?

"I'll say it again, I'm here to find one." Alexander said flatly, with a hint of anger in his tone.

Manager Miles, who had just turned to leave, now turned back, looking at him suspiciously, and asked: "Who are you looking for?"

"Sherman Lopez." Alexander replied.

"Haha!"

Suddenly, Manager Miles shook his head helplessly and sneered, asking: "You're looking for our Chairman Lopez?"

Chairman Lopez was the big boss behind the BrightPath Solutions private club.

For years, this had never happened; today was the first time!

Rumor had it that he was waiting for a distinguished guest.

Could it be this brat before him?

Miley beside him also sneered and said: "Manager Miles, this guy is just a fool, I'll get someone to throw him out."

Manager Miles didn't really want to do this, but he nodded and said: "Handle it discreetly, don't cause any discomfort or misunderstanding for our guests."

Haha.

How could Chairman Lopez possibly know a lowly poor guy like this?

"Yes, Manager Miles, I understand."

Miley bowed her soft body, each frown and smile exuded a fox-like charm.

Then, she turned back, fiercely glaring at Alexander, picked up her phone, and called security: "Send two men to the front door, there's a troublemaker."