- Disclaimer -

I do not own The Heirs or any of the appearing characters from the show! All rights belong to their respective owners. I only own my own created characters and firms! If any names used (except those from the show) resemble those of others, it is by pure coincidence – really! Now that this is out of the way: Enjoy the story and please leave a comment ^^

So before letting you read the actual story, I should probably clarify some things:

1. This story takes place around 10 years after the end of High School

-PLOT: -Cha Eun-Sang (28) a successful businesswoman. After finishing high school she got a scholarship in a well-known university in the USA. While studying business management and public relations, she created a blog about food/ restaurants/ events. Her blog, which had quickly become rather famous and liked all over the United Sates and then later also in Europe, was creating already quite some profit – she was able to finance a rather comfortable lifestyle. At one point the blog became so famous, that magazines became aware of it and proposed her arrangements. She would get her own double page and later on even more pages in them. Especially fashion magazines would come to her – in hopes that she could give tips and tricks etc. and this – all under the alias of Sunny Chang. Because that's the only detail she wasn't willing to expose just yet. She didn't want the fame that came along with 'the poor kid that became rich nearly overnight' or 'the student that profited from a scholarship from Jaeguk Group – now successful. All thanks to JG?' However writing for fashion magazines, while continuing with her blog, quickly wasn't enough for Eun-Sang and she founded her own empire – Sunorganics

I hope you got the basic idea and now I hope you'll enjoy reading my 1. ever Kdrama based fanfiction :D

"Miss? Your… mother is waiting for you. We should be leaving…", the driver spoke quietly, afraid of breaking the silence, afraid of the young woman's reaction.

Eun-Sang took a moment to realize that the driver had just spoken to her and turned her head towards the young man. Suddenly she realized that she hadn't even asked for his name since arriving in Korea… and that had been two days ago. "Oh… uhm?" "Sung Joon", he offered with a shy smile.

Eun-Sang offered him a sad look, before shaking her head to clear out her thoughts and most importantly the images of a certain person. "I'm sorry, Sung Joon, I must still suffer under some jetlag. You're right, I shouldn't keep my mother waiting for so long."

-20 minutes later-

"Omma!", Eun-Sang nearly cried as she threw herself in her mother's arms. She hadn't seen her for a year and a half. She had simply been too busy and her mother had refused to accept any kind of money from Eun-Sang – even if she could've paid for business tickets from Seoul to New York and back every week – and that comfortably.

Once Eun-Sang stepped back from her mother's arms, her mother smiled lovingly at her and pushed some strands of hair out of her daughter's face.

"You're late", her mother told her in sign language, but she was still smiling lovingly.

"Omma! Don't you have anything else to say to me after not seeing me for more than a year?", to which she earned a soft smack on the back of her head.

"Don't be silly! We've seen each other on skype, on pictures and we've texted frequently!"

"You're really something", Eun-Sang told her mother and both went to take a seat at the table.

The room (a secluded, private room in a very famous restaurant, often frequented by idols, businessmen/women, politicians and generally all other people that didn't want to be seen by the general public while enjoying their private life and or other things) was spacious, decorated and painted in earthy colors and in the background soft jazz music was playing.

"You look lovely tonight, my darling", her mother let her know, just before a young waitress entered their room and brought them their pre-ordered dinner.
While eating they talked about minor subjects, such as the weather, the news and other things. But Eun-Sang noticed more than once that her mother was receiving quite a few text messages during their dinner and after the waitress had cleared the table and brought them coffee, Eun-Sang couldn't hold back anymore.

"Omma? Are you perhaps hiding a secrete lover from me?", she asked her with a huge grin. Eventhought the idea had bother her at the beginning of their dinner, she had to admit that she actually wasn't displeased with the idea of her mother having a 'boyfriend'. If she had one, and by now she was rather sure of it, she wouldn't need to worry about her mother all the time – someone apart from her would be taking her of her mother – not that she didn't want to – but since Eun-Sang was often away, she feared that her mother might be getting lonely as the years passed.

"A boyfriend? How ridiculous!"

"Oh, it wouldn't be that ridiculous! Actually it would be rather sweet!", Eun-Sang exclaimed a bit too loud, for which she earned a 'death stare'. Her mother quickly grabbed her phone and furiously began tipping, handing her phone to Eun-Sang once she written all she had to say.

~Sweet? At my age… no I do not have a boyfriend and I don't plan to have one. I'm already way too old for such a thing. In case you haven't noticed, men of my age usually want pretty and young girls ~

Eun-Sang was about to say something, however just in that moment a text came in. Her mother tried to snatch the phone from Eun-Sang's hands, but she was faster. Curiously she opened the message, still thinking it might be her mother's secret lover. But that wasn't it at all…. she had thought about many things, but not about that – certainly not.

"Omma! You're still working as a maid? What the hell?! You don't need to work anymore! And certainly not a maid!", Eun-Sang exclaimed angrily and handed back her mother's phone. She could not believe it. After all the things she had done for her mother, sending her regularly money, buying her a nice and cozy apartment and after all that her mother was still working as a maid?

"Stop talking to me as if I were some kid or your assistant! I am your mother and you will speak to me as such! You can be lucky that we're in a restaurant and not at home – else you would've gotten a good beating, my daughter!", her mother told her in sign language and shot her some nasty glares.

"You would never beat your child…", Eun-Sang mumbled quietly in her seat.

"Want to test it?"

"Aish! I'm sorry, okay? But I just don't get it! Why did you lie to me? Why didn't you say you were still working as a maid? And why are you working as a maid? Do you need more money or something?" Eun-Sang asked worriedly, ready to write her assistant to wire some additional money to her mother's account.

"Eun-Sang, not everything can be bought with money! While we're at it… stop sending me so much money, I feel guilty everytime I receive it…"

"Omma, I know that not everything can be bought with money and it is certainly not my intension to do so… not now or ever! But I thought that… you would like to retire and enjoy some luxury that you couldn't afford before. I thought that you might want to get some treatment for your back and relax. I never wanted you to feel guilty or anything… and you don't have to. I really don't mind to share my new found wealth with the people I care for! I just wanted to give you something back in return for all the things you did…"

"Eun-Sang, stop. There is no need for this kind of thing. I am your mother and it is only natural for me to give you the best I can – that's what every mother does."

"But then why continue to work so hard? Why as a maid?" Eun-Sang wanted to know, not getting why her mother would willingly do a job she doesn't like and that hurts her.

"Because it is hard to change one's habit. I've been working for so many years as a maid, that I can't even remember when I haven't! I'm just too used to it… and besides what can your old mother do else? I get bored if I don't do things… I wouldn't be working if I already had a grandchild or grandchildren", her mother let her know and offered her a smirk.

"Omma! Jinjia! How embarrassing!" Eun-Sang exclaimed and hid her reddening cheeks behind her hands. It was not the first time that she heard that complaint from her mother or from some of her mother's friends. "I'm not about to go around and give birth to a baby anytime soon."

"Well then you should start to go and search for a man so you can start founding a family. I'm not going to live eternally – and I do want some grandchildren before I'm not able to walk anymore…"

"Aish! Can we just change the topic?"

Eun-Sang and her mother just came out from their private room, when they heard a booming laugh down the hall. Eun-Sang's head involuntarily snapped in that direction, but the own of that booming laugh had already disappeared in another private room.

"Is something wrong?", Park Hee-Nam asked her daughter, Eun-Sang, who had suddenly turned very quiet.

"No, nothing… just thought I had seen someone I know. But apparently I must still be tired from the flight", Eun-Sang answered softly and offered her mother a reassuring smile.

"Then let's go home so you can rest. Will you be coming to the apartment or will you go back to your hotel?"

"It's not the apartment, but your apartment, omma. But no, tonight I'll go back to the hotel. Early in the morning I'm going house hunting!", Eun-Sang declared with a broad smile, linking her arm with her mother's. But even while they were walking out of the restaurant, Eun-Sang glanced once again behind her. She was certain that she had heard the laugh of someone she knew, but she just couldn't point to whom exactly.

-A week earlier-

"Are you sure about going back to Korea?", Liam asked Eun-Sang after taking a seat in front of his boss's desk. Well, that was only the half truth, because Eun-Sang had since long become his friend rather than his boss. Together they had hit it off really well – many people speculated if they were dating secretly, but they weren't and never had. Eun-Sang, as far as he knew, had only had one serious relationship/boyfriend ever. Of course there had been a few dates once she was at university, but never really serious – she was too focused on her studies.

"Honestly, not to 100%. While I really want to go back to meet my mother and maybe a friend or two, I also have my doubts. But we decided months ago that we would expand, so I cannot blow it off only a few days before the big expansion!"

"Of course, Sunny, but everyone's allowed to get a bit scared from time to time", Liam answered using her alias. Of course he knew her real name – he was one of the very few – but ever since he came in as the representative of the firm, he called her Sunny. "Besides, you haven't been back there in nearly ten years!", Liam moved on and offered his friend a soft smile. He could see that she was nervous and that she wouldn't willingly admit it (without much coaxing).

"I know… it has been way too long, but somehow I never really had time and all."

"Excuses. Sunny, you're lying to yourself and you know it all too well. You don't want to go there, because you fear you might actually see people you know. You're afraid to meet people from your past and that you might feel inferior to them – even if you know that you are way over that! So get you're head straight and impress them all!"

So... this was the first chapter of my first kdrama fanfiction! I hope you like it so far and could make sense of my messy, weird writing ^^ Anyway, I hope you liked it and please leave a comment! I will update as soon as possible! – midnight-writer97