After settling into his room, Hirvan quickly made his way to the bathroom. He took off his travel-worn clothes and stepped into the shower, letting the water wash away the weariness of the long journey.
As he stood under the shower, Hirvan suddenly chuckled.
'Young master! I really have become one! How many times did I envy Elian for his prestigious family title and the way it smoothed his path in business?'
Hirvan thought, amused. In his past life, he was just an adopted son, no one really paid him any mind. The number of times he had used the Ren family name to gain anything could be counted on one hand. But now, everything was different.
"Look at this house! It'll all be mine! Who wouldn't try to curry favour with me now? Ah, I should definitely get back at those arrogant families who used to taunt me," he mused, imagining those families's heads bowing to him, humbled by his new status as the young master of the Ashford family. The thought filled him with deep satisfaction.
