Dorian approached the towering gates of the opulent district, he was overwhelmed by the sheer extravagance that surrounded him. There were acres of meticulously mowed lawns with vibrant, exotic flowers that seemed to defy the laws of nature. A reflective sheen of the cobblestone streets whispered under his worn delivery shoes. There were ancient oak trees arching overhead, casting dappled shadows on the pristine sidewalks. Their branches were heavy with history. Along both sides of the road, mansions adorned with ornate balconies and ivy-covered facades rose like monuments to prosperity. From the golden details on streetlights to the gleaming fountains adorning traffic circles, every detail radiated luxury. The air seemed richer, filled with the scent of freshly bloomed roses and hints of designer perfumes. Dorian gazed with envy and admiration upon this lavish world, his humble origins coming into sharp relief against this lavish setting. As he stood before the massive oak door

The cold wind blew bringing calmness to his burning heart. “Welcome back home, Dorian. You are back at the place where you lived all your life,” Dorian mockingly said to himself. All the memories of his childhood started playing in his mind. When he was just a baby, he was sent to the orphanage by his father and his stepmother, saying that he was a curse on their family. He lived there for some time but he was always bullied there too, so at the age of twelve, he decided to get out of there and live on his own.“I thought happiness was out there… in that luxurious world. I wasn’t able to find it even after so much time.” Running away from the orphanage, he struggled to find a place to live and eat, but one day, he found this building. Just like how he was standing on top of the building and gazing at the city lights, he did the same thing when he first came there in that building back when he was twelve. Dragging himself to the back of the rooftop, he recalled the small makeshift

“Looks like my day has come to meet you. Besides, we also have some previous things we have to talk about.” A smirk appeared on Dorian’s face as he thought about the reaction Emily would show after seeing Dorian like this. Dorian drove to the house where he used to live with Emily after he got married to her. Dorian had been honest with her all along and never lied to her that he had a lot of money or anything like that, but Emily never cared about him saying that and just shrugged it off. He thought that maybe she really loved him, that's why she didn't even care if he had money or not.Sitting there in his car, he suddenly had a flashback and all the scenes of him with his wife started running in his mind.FLASHBACK:After finishing his last class of the day, Dorian dragged himself out of class. As he was walking in the corridor, he saw Emily standing there at a distance. Seeing Dorian, she widely smiled at him and waved her hand at him like she was standing there waiting for him

Dorian reached out where his classmate was sitting. He crossed his legs as he smirked at the expression on Alex's face. "Is this Dorian?" Alex asked again, wondering if his friend had already changed. Alex couldn't believe he had turned out like this. "Or maybe he is just fake?" Alex wondered. Alex decided not to bring up such a topic since he believed there was no way he could lay hands on such a type of cloth. Alex believed he borrowed it to show off and that is what people do nowadays. "So how is your wife? I heard you married months ago?" Alex requested as Dorian chuckled while sipping from the drink placed on the table. "I don't have a wife anymore." Dorian answered him without remorse, looking at the street filled with moving cars. Alex joined him to look at the street alongside him. "I guess she left you because of your miserable life!" Alex waited for a response from Dorian. Dorian realized how ignorant Alex was about him. His fingers moved from left to right on the tab

"Yeah, I'm going to resign from my job." He informed his manager at the pizza company.Dorian decided to meet his boss at his office and tell him he would be quitting. There is no need for him to work there anymore since he will own his company soon and he has a lot to focus on now."How are you going to cope? I heard your wife divorced you?" His manager asked him as he scoffed at his statement."Thanks for expressing your care for me. I wouldn't want to quit my job if I didn't have something else I put my mind on. Thanks for accepting me." He said bowing his head as he walked out of the office.When he was looking for a job then and no one was willing to accept him, it was his boss that accepted him and he loved that about him.He was in his car already as he drove off to his house. He wondered how his life was going to be. He wondered if he would continue living this way?He wondered what would happen if he didn't need money anymore. He has money and he will make sure to utilize it