"What did you just say?" The manager asked Steve. "Yes. You heard me right. I think you have made a very big mistake, and you must apologize to him right away," Steve said. The manager turned to Alaric and bowed down his head. "I'm so sorry for whatever I just said. I was fooled by your appearance, not knowing that not all heroes wear capes," he said."This isn't the first time someone is acting like this to me because of the way I dress. I don't need to wear designer clothes, and have jewelry all around me for people to know that I am the heir of a large and successful conglomerate.""I'm very sorry, young master Alaric. Forgive my manners, and that of the receptionist too. I'm sure she was also as surprised as I was. Nowadays, many people come here pretending to be rich. They only act like they are rich fellows, but I did plan and scheme to steal, or leave.""Does that happen here?" Steve asked. "Yes, Mr. Steve. It happens a lot. I was so surprised that someone dressed so casuall

Hours later, the meeting concluded, and Alaric emerged from the conference room with a renewed sense of purpose. He met Steve, who was waiting to provide a brief summary of the day's agenda. "Sir, you have a series of meetings lined up with department heads and key stakeholders," Steve informed him. "They're eager to work with you and share their insights on various initiatives." Alaric nodded appreciatively. He realized that being a CEO meant more than just making high-level decisions. It meant forging strong relationships, inspiring teams, and guiding the company's vision. As the day progressed, Alaric dove headfirst into his new role. He met with department heads, listened to their ideas, and encouraged collaboration. He emphasized the importance of fostering a supportive and innovative work environment, where everyone's contributions were valued. By the end of the day, Alaric felt a profound sense of fulfillment. He had taken the first steps on his journey as CEO, and he

Alaric's heart raced as he clutched the phone tightly in his trembling hands, his voice a desperate plea. "Sasha! Sasha!" he shouted, his tone filled with worry and fear. The line crackled with static, heightening his anxiety. "Are you there? What happened?"Silence hung in the air for what felt like an eternity until a weak, distant voice finally responded. "Alaric... help me," Sasha's voice came through, her words laced with pain and uncertainty. "I...I've been in an accident."Alaric's breath hitched, his mind spinning with a whirlwind of emotions."What?! How did that happen?!" He asked, desperate, and agitated. "Young master, is anything wrong?" Steve asked, looking worried."Just hang on there. Make sure you don't move. Hand on there and wait for me, Sasha! Don't move," he yelled."Young Master, has there been an accident? Do we need to go there right now?" Steve asked, with urgency full in his words. Alaric turned to Steve. "There is no need for all of us to go there. Give m

Alaric thought deeply about it, and there was only one idea that popped up in his mind. You had to find a way to get Norton's number. Maybe Sasha's phone would have Norton's number. "Young master, what do we do now?" Steve asked him, noticing the weird expression on Alaric's face. He wasn't stable, and his mind was flooded with so many thoughts. "I don't know. I only know that she has a boyfriend named Norton, and I don't know how to reach out to him," he said. "Norton? That sounds like the name of Mr. Jefferson's second son. Is he the son of Mr. Jefferson whom you are meeting within two days?" Steve asked Alaric. Alaric didn't want to expose the whole truth, but it seems like the truth would come to light sooner or later. This was a very tough situation, and anything could go wrong if he didn't do anything about it. "I think I know the way," Alaric said, turning to look at Steve. "Steve, go outside and meet with the guards. Make sure that they do not come here. I want to go se

"What do you mean son? What are you trying to tell us?" Mrs. Wright asked, so keen on what he was about to say. "I'm sure you are aware of the poor life I used to live. I was derogated and insulted because of it, and I missed so many opportunities because I was considered weak among the people who surrounded me." "Did they treat you badly? You can talk to me about it. I will make sure to find them and their families and speak to them," Mrs Wright suggested. "No Mom. That is not what I want to happen. I don't want you to do anything to them. I just want them to realize that they have made a mistake, and I'm sure they will do that by themselves. I know that they will definitely turn from their bad ways and do good." "How sure are you about that, Alaric? I don't want you to feel bad because of the people who made your life difficult in the past." "There is no need for it, Mom. I will have to do everything my way. I'm sure that they will change for good," Alaric said. "Why are you su