"You're fired, Ethan! That's final. Anyone else who wants to defend him can leave too."The room fell into a heavy silence. No one spoke up for me. I knew they were afraid for their own jobs.I slumped to the floor, overwhelmed. Losing this job meant my financial problems would only deepen, especially with my absence from the gym over the past three days. I needed every job I could get.Mikey extended a hand, helping me up. "Come on, Ethan. Let's get out of here before Mr. Rossi comes back."In the locker room, I changed back into my regular clothes, each movement feeling robotic, devoid of hope."What am I gonna do now?" I asked Mikey, my voice barely above a whisper."Don't worry. It's gonna be fine," Mikey tried to reassure me."Come on, man. It's not going to be. I just got fired,” I said, my head in my palms.“All because of that girl, Sophia. I told you she's not good for you," Mikey continued. "Listen, I got a lead! My buddy at M & C needs a last-minute fill-in for a waiter's g

"Young Master." He started and gave a bow of respect. “I'm Mr. Wisconsin. We spoke on the phone earlier today." ‘Young Master?’ I asked myself and did he just bow to me? What's going on?’"I remember," I replied, still trying to process the scene before me.He glanced at the grocery store and then back at me. "I work for your father, and I'm here on his behalf. He's been looking for you for a long time."My father? The word echoed in my mind. I had never known my father, and now this man was standing in front of me claiming he worked for him."I understand this is a lot to take in, Young Master" Mr. Wisconsin continued, "Your father had no idea your mom had a son until recently. He's eager to meet you, to make up for lost time.”I was in disbelief. My whole life, I had been without a father, and now, out of nowhere, he wanted to be a part of my life? It felt surreal.Mr. Wisconsin must have sensed my hesitation. "He wanted me to speak with you first, to see if you'd be willing to mee

On the third day, I found myself back at the mansion, standing in front of Alan Monroe. He looked at me expectantly, a hint of nervousness in his eyes. I could not help but feel overwhelmed by the sheer magnificence of the room. The lofty ceilings and lavish furnishings created an atmosphere that enveloped me, as I took a deep breath, preparing myself to embrace my new reality.I took a deep breath. "I've made my decision. I'm ready to be a Monroe."Alan's face lit up with a big smile, and he surprised me by pulling me into a strong embrace, showing a rare burst of emotion. "Welcome to the family, Ethan," he said, his voice filled with unspoken emotion. It was a strange and warming moment, standing there and being held by a man I barely knew, but who was my father."Now that you are ready to be a Monroe, let us make you look like it," Alan said, taking a step back and returning to his business-like demeanor. He picked up his phone and quickly dialed. "Wisconsin, can you get Miranda?

Then, Alan spoke, capturing the attention of everyone in the boardroom. "Oh, and there's something else..." he said, taking a moment to gather his thoughts, his gaze shifting as he assessed their level of interest."There's just one condition - Ethan here will assume the role of CEO in your company." The room froze. Tiller’s hand hovered mid-air, his eyes widened in disbelief. "That's absurd!" he exclaimed. "He's inexperienced, a novice!"Alan remained unfazed. "Ethan has a fresh perspective, something your company desperately needs. He's observant, intelligent, and unbiased by past failures."I felt every eye in the room on me. This was beyond anything I had imagined. ‘CEO of a major company?’ I was unprepared, yet a part of me thrilled at the challenge.Tiller, visibly wrestling with the decision, sat back down. "This is highly unusual. I need to discuss this with my board."Alan nodded. "Take your time. But remember, the clock is ticking for your company.”The room cleared, leavin