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Alex and Charles pulled up to the company in a Rolls Royce, a choice made on a whim. As they approached the entrance, the receptionist stopped them, “Alex? What are you doing here? The manager told me he fired you already and that you are not allowed into the company’s building anymore.” she said indifferently.“Miranda, did you really have to stop me like this at the entrance? Let me in so I can explain things to Mr. Reynolds.” he pleaded.“I don’t understand you. Who do you think you are that Mr. Reynolds would listen to? He gave me strict instructions. I cannot let you in. please leave or I’ll have to call the security to escort you out. To be candid, you are not even worthy to be an employee in this company. I’m sure you just got lucky cause honestly, you don’t fit in here.” she said rudely.“Miranda…” Alex was about to say something else when Mr. Charles cut in, “Young Master, please give me few minutes.” he said as he gave the receptionist one final look before he took out his
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" Lead the way," was all Mr. Charles reply to him. Mr Reynolds immediately set out, towards the elevator, which would take them to the topmost floor of the building, where his office sat.As they got to the elevator doors, they opened on their own accord, as the motion sensor triggers were activated. They stepped in. Mr. Reynolds punched the appropriate buttons that would take them to their destination — his office, and the elevator sprung into motion, and cool classical almost Immediately, and although Alex was slightly pissed at the manner of reception he was given when he walked into the building, He couldn't help but loosen up, Even Mr Reynolds was a slightly relaxed— well, as relaxed as someone could afford to be, while your fate is still in uncertain terms. It was almost impossible to read Mr. Charles's expression, for it was almost neutral, impossibility so. A different sound came on, and Alex started whistling softly, along with the rhythm of the song. They reached the fift
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"Wha— What?!" Mr. Reynolds almost screamed out in shock. He simply couldn't believe what Alex was saying.Alex met him with a leveled gaze, before repeating himself." You heard me, I will ask again," he said." How would you like my old job, Reynolds?" He asked, deliberately removing any form of formality from his old boss's name." How would like to be an errand boy?" He continued, " My errand boy," he finished.He looked to Mr Charles, who nodded his approval to the decision, he was liking how the young master—Alex Meanwhile, Mr. Charles couldn't help but marvel at the strategic finesse displayed by Alex. It was evident that the young master had not only proved worthy of inheriting the family business but also possessed the cunning instincts required to navigate its intricate politics,He noted.The transition would not be all that rough as he initially thought, He hid a smile at this.He nodded again, before turning to Mr Reynolds, who was already Reddning from a mixture of bottle
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Thirteen
In the hospital room, Alex was drifting in and out of consciousness and dreams. Monitors beeped, and blared, merging reality with memories. Medical exams unfolded around him, trapping him in his past." Honestly sir, he should not have been discharged in the first instance," he could hear someone— the doctor say to Mr Charles." He looked fine right up until he suddenly passed out in the company lobby," was Mr Charles reply, he could hear the weight of worry in his voice. Lord knows what the lad's mother would do if she found out that her son— her long lost son, is in a coma... Or worse. He didn't even want to imagine what would happen, he shuddered. " He will be okay, right?." Mr Charles asked, genuinely worried for the young master." Well—" the doctor started to say, then looked at a monitor in the room, it displayed his health stats." Well, his vitals seem to be in good shape, he seemed to be suffering some sort of concussion related ailment." He finished, before picking his c
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Guided by the clues gathered during his hospital stay, Alex went on the search for Mrs. Thompson. At the doctor's request, he had been relieved of his corporate duties temporarily. Mr. Charles took over the leadership affairs of the company, so he had enough free time to rest up and carry on with his search. The city's alleys and neighborhoods became the backdrop for his quest, each step motivated by the longing to repay the debt owed to a woman whose impact had played a large factor in shaping his character and life.Days turned into weeks as Alex navigated the city's landscape. Along the way, he encountered echoes of his past — the orphanage's remnants, places where Mrs. Thompson might have been.The orphanage, as he had come to discover when he finally summed up the courage to visit it, was delisted from government welfare schemes because it was deemed not conducive for the care of little children. The workers there were laid off as a result of this decommissioning.The quest becam
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At the end of the 2-week rest period scheduled by his doctor for him to rest up and recover, Alex was feeling alot better, he had been able to find Mrs Thompson, from the old orphanage, where he was raised, and their reunion was quite nostalgic, evoking memories from his old life, a life he all but forgets.He had spoken to his mother, and Mr Charles, and he had told them about Mr Thompson and her instrumental role in his early life. She was shocked to hear about his past experience, and also moved nearly to tears, Alex couldn't help bit wonder, how exactly his life would have played out differently, if, and if only he wasn't taken from his biological mother. He wouldn't have met Olivia, and at the same time, he probably wouldn't have experienced all of these harsh treatments. Well, it all worked out for the best, He thought to himself." Alex," Miss Ava started. " Yes mother," Alex replied, staring at her. He still was coming to terms with calling her that, he had spent his wh
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"Get me Mr. Reynolds immediately," Alex said to his secretary."Yes, sir," she said, before leaving to call Mr. Reynolds.While he was waiting for her to fetch Reynolds, Alex couldn't help but hum a tune, tapping his pen in time with the rhythm of the song he was humming. He hoped he didn't have to wait too long before they got back, and he was relieved when he heard a knock on his office door, signaling their arrival."Come on in," Alex responded to the knock on the door. They both stepped in, and Alex gestured to an empty chair in front of his desk. And Mr. Reynolds took his seat there.Alex couldn't help but wonder at how the roles had been reversed in just a matter of weeks, the employer now being the employee, and vice versa."Wages need to reflect the hard work put forth. I've been in your shoes," Alex empathetically shared with a group of workers.One employee, Mary, nodded in agreement. "It's about time someone understands, Mr. Alex."Alex spent the day addressing the issue, d
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Staring into the mirror, he couldn't help but marvel at the image of the man who was staring right back at him, looking all refined and regal— if that was the correct word to use. It had been over a week since he collapsed in the lobby of the company, his company. It was easy to forget that he was the CEO of the same company, where he was little more than a messenger boy just a couple of months back. He sighed.Now, within the confines of his lavishly appointed bathroom, the opulence extended beyond his reflection. Soft, ambient lighting accentuated the pristine marble surfaces and intricate gold accents. The mirror, framed in ornate gold leaf, reflected the refined details of his appearance, capturing the essence of a man who had ascended from the depths of a lobby collapse to the heights of executive splendor.The room's ambiance, filled with the scents of rare orchids and rich mahogany, added a touch of sophistication to the air. The wardrobe behind him boasted a collection of plus
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The atmosphere in Sarah's apartment was a blend of anticipation and anxiety. They had made significant strides with Dr. Thorne, but the road ahead remained uncertain. The recent collaboration with Dr. Reid brought new hope, but also new complexities."Alright, team," Alex began, glancing around the table where Sarah, Jason, and Dr. Thorne sat. "We need to figure out how we're going to integrate Dr. Reid's resources without losing control of our research."Jason leaned forward, his impatience evident. "We finally have the funding and equipment we need. We can't let bureaucracy slow us down."Sarah nodded in agreement, her eyes meeting Alex's. "True, but we also need to maintain our direction. This is our discovery, and we can't afford to let it be steered away from our vision."Dr. Thorne, ever the voice of reason, chimed in. "We need to be strategic. Dr. Reid's involvement is crucial, but we must establish clear boundaries and roles. Let's plan this out meticulously."The next few hou
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Dr. Thorne's gaze was locked on the artifact, its otherworldly glow illuminating the room with an eerie light. The silence stretched, thick and almost palpable, as the significance of the moment settled over them. Alex, Sarah, and Jason exchanged tense glances, each acutely aware of the weight of their discovery."This... this is extraordinary," Dr. Thorne finally managed, her voice a whisper of awe. "Where did you find it? How did you come across something like this?"Alex cleared his throat, stepping forward. "It was found in an ancient excavation site, deep in a forgotten chamber. The journal led us to it, but we still don't fully understand its origins or capabilities."Dr. Thorne nodded, her eyes never leaving the artifact. "Have you conducted any tests? Any initial analyses?""We've been cautious," Sarah interjected, her voice steady despite the excitement bubbling beneath the surface. "We didn't want to risk damaging it, but we've observed some energy signatures and minor react
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The silence in Sarah's apartment was a living thing, a suffocating entity that pressed down on them with every tick of the clock. Their eyes darted between their laptops and each other, a silent plea for a notification, a response from Dr. Thorne. Hours stretched into an eternity, punctuated only by the nervous clearing of throats and the rustle of shifting bodies."Think she got it?" Jason finally broke the tense silence, his voice barely a whisper.Sarah forced a smile, though it felt hollow on her lips. "She has to have," she replied, more to herself than to him. "That connection with the astronomical event, it's too strong to ignore."Alex, ever the voice of reason, chimed in, "Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Dr. Thorne might be intrigued, but that doesn't mean she's convinced. We need to be patient."His words offered little comfort. The weight of their decision hung heavy in the air. Their email, a carefully crafted message outlining the link between the journal's description
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The adrenaline from their meeting with Dr. Thorne had faded, replaced by the sobering realization of the challenges that lay ahead. Back in Sarah's apartment, the team huddled around the coffee table, the weight of their encounter settling upon them like a tangible force."So, how do you think it went?" Jason asked, his voice laced with nervous anticipation.Sarah, replaying the conversation in her mind, let out a shaky breath. "She was definitely intrigued. I could see the wheels turning in her head."Alex, ever the pragmatist, chimed in, "Intrigued is one thing, convinced is another. We barely scratched the surface with her. Remember, discretion is paramount. We can't afford to reveal everything at once.""But how much is enough?" Jason countered, frustration creeping into his voice. "We need resources to move forward, to unlock the secrets of the artifact. We can't just sit here analyzing the journal for another year."A tense silence descended upon them. The weight of Alex's cauti
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The silence in Sarah's apartment was thick with the weight of their discovery. The artifact, once a source of fear and adrenaline, now represented a responsibility that felt like a mountain on their shoulders. Spread across the coffee table were maps, books, and Sarah's laptop, each item a testament to the weeks they'd spent deciphering the scholar's journal."We can't keep this a secret forever," Alex said, finally breaking the quiet. He ran a hand through his already messy hair, a gesture that usually accompanied his moments of deep contemplation. "The potential benefits are too vast to ignore."Sarah glanced at him, a flicker of worry in her eyes. "But what if it falls into the wrong hands, Alex? Imagine the power this thing could unleash in the wrong grasp."Jason, ever the optimist, leaned back in his chair, a playful smile on his face. "Come on, Sarah, don't be so pessimistic. Think about the good this could do! Imagine advancements in energy, medicine, heck, maybe even space tr
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The roar of the airplane engines was a dull hum compared to the cacophony of thoughts swirling in Sarah's head. Glancing across the aisle, she saw Alex staring out the window, his face etched with a contemplative frown. Jason, beside her, was lost in a book, but Sarah knew the haunted look in his eyes that mirrored her own. Cambodia. The hidden temple complex. The Keepers. The artifact. It all felt like a fever dream, a bizarre adventure ripped from the pages of a fantastical novel."We did it," Sarah finally said, her voice barely a whisper.Alex turned towards her, a flicker of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Yeah, we did. Crazy, huh?""Crazy doesn't even begin to describe it," Sarah replied, letting out a shaky breath. "I never thought I'd be fighting rogue monks over an ancient artifact that opens portals to other dimensions."Jason chuckled a humorless sound. "Neither did I. Though, to be fair, getting kidnapped by said monks wasn't exactly on my travel itinerary eith
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Sarah and Alex decided to investigate further. With Anya's reluctant help, they started discreetly exploring the temple complex, searching for hidden chambers or clues that might shed light on the Keepers' true goals.Their exploration led them to a forgotten library, its shelves stacked with ancient tomes and dusty scrolls. As they sifted through the forgotten knowledge, a hidden compartment revealed a weathered scroll with disturbing illustrations.The scroll depicted a ritual, a ceremony involving the activation of the artifact. The illustrations showed cloaked figures channeling the artifact's energy, their faces contorted in a mix of pain and exhilaration. But the most unsettling detail was the image of a portal, a swirling vortex leading to an unknown dimension.The scroll confirmed their worst fears. The Keepers weren't just using the artifact for research; they intended to activate it, to open the gateway to the lost world. The potential consequences were terrifying. What horr
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The oppressive Cambodian heat hung heavy in the air, even within the cool confines of the hidden temple complex that served as the Keepers' base of operations. Sarah and Alex, their bodies still aching from the recent ordeal, sank gratefully onto cushions laid out around a low table. Jason, his face pale and drawn, sat opposite them, a hesitant smile playing on his lips."You guys look like you've been through a war," Jason remarked, his voice raspy from disuse.Sarah chuckled, a sound tinged with exhaustion. "We could say the same about you."Alex reached across the table, squeezing Jason's shoulder. "Glad you're okay, man."Jason's smile faltered slightly. "I... I owe you both an apology. I should have told you everything."Sarah reached out and clasped his hand. "It's okay," she said gently. "Right now, all that matters is you're safe."They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the weight of their recent experiences settling in. They had faced danger, forged an unlikely allianc
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Packing their meager belongings, they said goodbye to the tribesmen, their gratitude heavy in the air. With Rith as their guide, they embarked on a new journey, this time towards the bustling, chaotic world hidden within the heart of the Cambodian wilderness. The journey was arduous, filled with scorching sun, relentless mosquitos, and the ever-present fear of unseen dangers lurking in the dense undergrowth. Yet, they persevered, fueled by the unwavering determination to find Jason. After days of grueling travel, they reached the outskirts of a sprawling town. The air buzzed with activity as vendors hawked their wares, children darted between bustling crowds, and a cacophony of languages filled the air. Rith led them through labyrinthine alleyways, past ramshackle buildings adorned with peeling paint and overflowing with exotic goods. Finally, they arrived at a discreet tavern, its entrance marked by a faded lantern swinging gently in the breeze. Inside, a motley crew of individual
