Andrew stood outside the store, preparing to head home, when Hannah rushed out to meet him, seeking to apologize for her previous behavior."Andrew, wait up!" Hannah called out.Andrew wasn't in the mood, knowing that Hannah would bombard him with numerous questions."I'm sorry for how rudely I behaved earlier. Please disregard my attitude," Hannah earnestly attempted to clarify herself."It's alright, there's no need to apologize. You didn't say anything wrong. However, I must be on my way now. I have other things to attend to," Andrew finally interjected, wanting to distance himself from Hannah, especially considering she had a boyfriend.Hannah couldn't quite comprehend why he was avoiding her. "That's alright. I'll give you a call later," she said with a smile, waving him goodbye.Andrew was taken aback since he hadn't given Hannah his number, yet she confidently asserted that she would call him. Nevertheless, he didn't dwell on it, attributing it to her own reasoning."She probab

Andrew waved his hands to bid them farewell, but his gestures were indirectly insults. The girls remained outside, confronting the security guards."Do you even know who my boyfriend is? He lives here, and if he finds out you treated me this way, I assure you, your jobs will be on the line. Are you seriously telling me I can't enter?" Melanie, the owner of the Lamborghini, exclaimed angrily."We follow the rules, and if you truly are who you claim to be, why don't you call him over, ma'am? This is a peaceful neighborhood. Instead of getting worked up, let's have a civil conversation," one of guard advised, trying to diffuse the tension."Melanie, just give him a call," Trisha, her friend, urged, giving her a reassuring pat on the back.Melanie let out a frustrated sigh. She dialed her boyfriend's number, hoping for a resolution."Hey, honey, I've been here for a while, and they won't let me in," she sobbed into the phone."Who the heck refused to let you in? I'm coming, just wait for

It was the beginning of a new week, precisely Monday, marking the start of the workweek. Andrew was determined that this would be the week he would seize full control as the CEO of Stellarite Resources. It was hard to fathom that at such a young age, barely in his twenties, he was about to assume such a prestigious role.This achievement would undoubtedly be one of his greatest accomplishments, especially considering he was now a billionaire in his own right. Andrew had been granted a semester suspension, providing him with the freedom to do as he pleased during this period, and he was determined to utilize it wisely.Rising from his spacious king-sized bed, Andrew stretched his limbs. It had been quite some time since he had enjoyed such a restful night's sleep, and he felt remarkably rejuvenated, as if he were capable of anything."I need to hurry!" he exclaimed, quickly getting out of bed and rushing to the bathroom to freshen up. Andrew was well-prepared, opting for a casual outfi

Andrew chuckled as they struggled to regain their footing. Eventually, Mr. Blackwood managed to stand and approached Meredith, delivering a resounding slap across her face.*Paaaah!*Stunned and in pain, Meredith held her cheek, bewildered by the sudden turn of events. "Sir, what have I done wrong?" she asked as felt the immense pain from the slap."You're to blame. You tried to hinder our CEO, causing him to wait outside," Mr. Blackwood explained, then turned to Andrew, bowing down. "I apologize for this, sir."Meredith, now understanding the situation, was equally shocked. "Brat! What are you all doing here?" Mr. Blackwood shouted at the others, who rushed over to Andrew and bowed down. "We are sorry for our previous actions, sir.""You should be apologizing to them, not me," Andrew remarked, pointing towards the protesting crowd outside. He then proceeded to sit at the desk, crossing his legs."I want you to fetch me the financial ledgers from one week ago," Andrew instructed, gest

Andrew had been working throughout the night, exhausted to the point of sleeping on his desk amidst the scattered ledgers. Suddenly, a knock on the door jolted him awake, causing him to stir immediately."Yaaah!" Andrew yawned, stretching his body as he tried to shake off the drowsiness. Just then, he heard another knock on the door, grabbing his attention."Come in," he called out, and the door swung open, revealing the receptionist who had been smoking the previous day. She seemed timid as her gaze met Andrew's."Good morning, sir," she greeted, her voice trembling slightly."Good morning, Miss..." Andrew's eyes fixed upon her, silently urging her to reveal her name."Sorry, sir... My name is Mira," she responded, her voice barely above a whisper."Nice to meet you, Miss Mira," Andrew replied, his tone polite but firm. "And please, I prefer not to see anyone smoking in the office environment.""Yes, sir," Mira replied, nodding her head immediately, understanding the expectation."I