"Drag him out," he barked, his words causing me to fight back horselaugh. Who did this fool suppose he was, ordering people around to forcefully remove me? "Are you certain you want to go through with this?" I queried, meeting his furious aspect "What are you all standing around for? Drag this imbecile out of my office now!" he screamed, egging the guards to fleetly approach me. Digging into my fund, I recaptured the appointment letter given to me by Mrs. Karen. I extended it towards him, watching as a mixture of surprise and unbelief flashed across his face. His eyes widened in shock, his jaw slackening ever so slightly as he took in the sight of the appointment letter in my outstretched hand. I could see the astonishment marshland over his face, rendering him temporarily speechless. A profound sense of unbelief sounded to stamp his former address, as if he could not sound the possibility that I had some licit claim to be there. The color drained from his face, leaving a pal

Chapter 13Stephen POVI take a deep breath, then start to inspect the machinery. I studied the controls, the wiring, and the moving parts. I can feel the eyes of the workers on me, but I try to block them out and focus on the task at hand. Then, I notice something, a loose wire. It's out of place, and I have a feeling that's what's causing the problem. I reach out and carefully adjust the wire, then wait to see if it works.After a few tense seconds, the machinery starts to rumble to life. The workers let out a collective sigh of relief, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I did it! The assembly line is running again. But there's no time to celebrate; there's still work to be done. I turn to the workers and say,"Let's get this line back up and running! It's nice meeting you all. I'm Stephen Owen, one of the new interns." I smiled, and they gave me a warm welcome. I feel so honored and dignified. This is the least respect I have gotten so far. I feel a tinge of release after th

Third person POVStephen was being beaten so badly as pain surged through every part of his body that he couldn't stand on his feet. He winced in pain as he couldn't stop shooting her a menacing glare. The hatred in him grew as he tried to stand up but staggered."Didn't I warn you? I thought you had renewed hope; that's why you've been running your mouth. But this is all you will always get." He was angry by her display of power, the feeling to strangle her to death grew, and for the umpteeth time, he gulped down nothing."But you should be aware that this isn't over yet, my judgment on you will be fierce, and I will make you suffer because I now have an a strength. I am going to crush you to your own feet. You will seek mercy, but none will find you. I will bring down everything that made you and lessen your arrogance. You will pay for everything, all the pain you made me pass through." His words sent some shivers down her spine, but she tends to be unshaken, and she burst into laug

"Or else what?" My Voice filled with anger, which escalated the room."Do you just yell at me?" I burst into laughter."Mr. Clinton, time has passed, this is a new me. Stop daydreaming, if you tried anything, you might be apologetic about it." I hanged up the phone and dropped the telephone on the table, reminiscing about my past I used to be a shadow of myself, taking him and his household first just due to the fact they had been wealthy, but it's all over now. I tried to consume it up, I wager I lost my appetite, but I couldn't see myself wasting a persons effort. She had taken her time to put together this and i can't waste it, and moreover, why shouldn't i eat? I cannot starve for those people; they are not really worth it. I digged into the meals and I by no means launched it. I completed the food within some minutes. I bet I was starving. After eating, I decided to put my time into getting to know matters about business. I know I am smart enough to control the company, however a

Chapter 19"Sir," I said, my voice determined yet respectful, "you should at least listen to what I have to say." As the words left my lips, he scoffed loudly. "What did you have to say?" he retorted, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Is it not the same old story? I'm done with your company, and that president of yours dared to humiliate me," he says, his words filled with a mix of fury and intrigue. I couldn't help but question the veracity of his claims. The president, Karen, whom I knew, seemed incapable of such malicious acts."I am not here to repeat the old story. Can we have a conversation, even just for a few moments? I promise not to take up too much of your time," I said calmly, determined to engage him in a meaningful discussion. His gaze locked onto mine for what seemed like an eternity before he let out a scoff. "You're new to the company, right?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. "I haven't seen your face before," he remarked, observing me with a slight nod of