Secret Heiress: The Mafia Billionaire's Surrogate

Valerie's POV

I have no idea why I am standing in front of our mansion right now. Mason invited me to go to a funeral, and he didn't tell me the address. I accepted his invitation without even asking any questions because he was irritable with those, so I shut my mouth and kept my questions to myself.

However, I wasn't expecting to go to our mansion. Gladly, no one knew I was the daughter of my father because I intended to hide my identity and let my brother expose himself to the public since he is fit to be the next Mafia boss. Our mansion was filled with people I don't know, and everyone was wearing black.

I heard about the news and even I was surprised to know that my father has a son from another woman. I know he is a womanizer, but I didn't know he impregnated a woman without even me knowing it. This is good though because I have to get to know my unknown brother from another mother.

We arrived at the scene and the coffin immediately caught my eyes. “He is the hidden child of the Anderson clan. Apart from Tyrone, we didn't know that Victor Anderson had another child.”

I'm surprised too. I didn't know my father had another child.

“Why did he die again?” I asked.

“His car crashed on the bridge and fell under water. His car was locked and wouldn't be able to get out, so he ran out of breath and died,” he explained.

I nodded as I immediately understood his explanation. Whoever that man's mother is, she will definitely mourn for losing her child.

“Welcome to Anderson Mansion,” My step brother's voice immediately reached my ears. I swirled around and saw him standing there. Our eyes met, causing me to look away and pretend that I didn't know him. “I am Tyrone Anderson, son of Victor Anderson.”

“I’m Mason Gray. I came here to see the face of the heir,” he stated.

“He's not the heir,” Tyrone quickly responded.

Mason furrowed, “He's not?”

“Yes. I am the son he's been with ever since. Carl Ross is a bastard son, and never considered as my father's son because of his bad reputation. So, he's not the heir.”

“Then who's the heir?” I asked, interfering in their conversation.

Tyrone looked at me, “Wasn't it obvious? I am the only son he had.”

“Right,” I cleared my throat and looked away. He's really good at acting using his cold attitude. If I wasn't his sister, my knees would tremble in fear.

I look around and nothing changes in this mansion after my father died. My step brother keeps everything as it used to be, and I'm impressed with how he handles everything on my part. To keep up with my plan, I have to be with Mason and know everything about him, even his weaknesses.

I give them space and wander around the mansion, missing my father's presence because he never became a bad father to me. I headed upstairs and went to my bedroom, checking everything out before approaching the window and opening it. I inhale the fresh air coming from the trees nearby.

“When are you going to come back?” Tyrone asked.

I didn't look at him and remain staring at the mango trees from afar. My father planted those trees because he knew it was my favorite fruit. “I will return after my mission is done. Besides, you are more capable of handling this things than me. I'm inexperience, Tyrone. Our father train you because you are capable.”

“Don't forget that he trained you too. You are the sole heir of the Anderson empire, so you must handle this.”

I faced him, “I rejected our father's wish on me before he died, and I didn't regret it because being a mafia boss is not in my heart. But you are fit to be the next owner of this empire, Tyrone.”

“So what's the point of your mission? Why are you wasting your time to be with that man who killed our father if you're not interested in taking the empire” he questioned.

“I sacrifice everything to be with him because I want to show that man who he deals with. He killed the wrong man, and I will make him suffer in my revenge…” mumbled.

He sighed in disbelief, “Do you think his unaware of your desire? What if Mason Gray knows that you are after him? He will kill you, Valerie. That man is more merciless than you think.”

“I already experienced the worst, Tyrone. I'm not scared to face any chaos that man brings, and I'm willing to face everything all by myself. I'm not asking you to help me, but I'm asking you to take care of what our father left. He will be proud of you if you did, and I will forever owe you this. I made a promise in our father's grave,” I muttered.

I made a promise they'll make whoever is accountable on his death pay. After discovering that Mason Gray was my father's mortal enemy, our family has been enemies since then. I didn't hesitate entering his den and becoming a prey, but little did he know he was the prey. Mason will suffer in my hands, he will regret choosing me as his surrogate and fake wife.

“Before I forgot, I already met the Gray family. It will be hard for me to get their trust because of Mason's stepmother,” I inform him.

“Celeste Gray. I heard about that woman. He is Mason's stepmother, and she has a son who she wanted to be the next heir of the Gray empire. But Mason's father gives him the honor because he is his oldest child, and more capable of handling the company. I wouldn't be surprised if you're having difficulty dealing with that woman,” he stated.

I grunted, “She's the worst, brother. I have to know everything about that family. I want to know what I need to avoid, especially about that woman named Celeste. She is a pain in the a*s.”

“Don't worry, Valerie. I can help you with that. I will send you the email immediately. However, I have one favor for you.”

“Sure. What is it?” I inquired.

“Be safe. I made the promise to our father that I will take care of you, and as your older brother. You are my responsibility.”

I chuckled, “Sometimes I feel like I don't know you, brother.”

“Just promise me you will be safe.”

I took a deep breath and raised my palm to make a promise, “I promise, brother. I will take care of myself and will not give you any headache. That's a promise from your younger sister.”