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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
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Twelve
"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
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Fourteen
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
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Fifteen
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
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Sixteen
"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
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Seventeen
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
From the Streets to the Suites Chapter Eighteen
He sighed, and walked right up to the front door, took ahold of the oh so familiar brass knocker, and rapped on the door; once, twice, thrice. He heard someone mumble a reply from within the house, he stepped backward, as he heard the answerer walking towards the door—and him. The door swung open, and a woman— Olivia stepped out. " Yes, she replied, before looking up, and gasping out in shock. " Alex—" she started, before stopping abruptly, the words obviously stuck somewhere in her throat.Alex smiled, " Hello, Olivia," He said to her in response," how do you do?" He asks rather casually."I don't understand, she says," still not being able to process whatever, or whomever it was she was seeing. She takes a deep breath, in an attempt to compose herself properly, and recover from the initial shock. She asks, " why are you here, Alex?" She literally spits his name out, like as if she found every syllable of his name utterly revolting. She crosses her arms, trying to assume a domine
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