RISE OF THE DISCARDED SON-IN-LAW

OFFICE AFFAIR

The elevator opened up to Alarick and his four guards. They stepped down from the elevator and onto the executive floor. The group walked towards the closest desk they could find. Alarick approached a man at his desk in his late thirties. The man looked rough and unkept for someone who was working in an establishment like this but Alarick held his tongue. It wasn’t his business if Dumont couldn’t take care of his staff. He needed something from the man. Alarick turned on his charm and spoke.

"Excuse me, where can I find Mr Dumont's office?"

The man looked up from his desk and faced Alarick. Unlike other people who awed and marveled at Alarick's presence, this man lightly sneered when he saw Alarick. There was always one of them. Always one in a crowd that hated Alarick's guts for no substantial reason, only the fact that he was taken into a rich family and basically became a trillionaire overnight. They couldn't hate themselves for what they were and their own shitty lives so they end