Gabriel watched as they both were cracking up at him and pointing toward his scooter. Gabriel quickly moved towards his scooter and pick it up. He was looking for any ruin when he felt eyes wearing on his back, but he choose to ignore it.
By now, people have amassed around them and were attending the free show. They were gossiping and pointing toward Gabriel. He ignored the nasty looks of the people and went on with his work. His shoulders were hunched in fatigue and humiliation.Although he doesn't need this scooter anymore as he has millions of dollars fortune of business in his name, he still can't let it go. He can't forget where he has come from and what's his reality.Gabriel has always been a firm believer that all humans are made of soil, and that we all are equal. We shouldn't discriminate and never forget our genealogy. He has lived by this belief.“Oh, Is your Tesla defaulted,”? Kyle taunted. Sasha laughed out loud at her boyfriends' utterances.“Oh honey, you are so funny,” Sasha laughed sweetly and Gabriel lours at her high-pitch voice.Gabriel stood up and turned towards them. He marched towards Kyle and glared at him.“How dare you,” Gabriel sneered at him. Kyle and Sasha looked at him in shock and surprise.“Don't you have any shame,” Gabriel yelled at him. It's the first time, he has raised his voice at someone in fact it's the first time he glared at someone, but everything has a boundary, and he has reached the end point of his.“Oh hello, who do you think you are,” Sasha snapped her fingers in front of him angrily.“How dare you yell at me,” Kyle growled. He clasped Gabriel's collar and jerked him forward. Gasps erupted from the crowd.“This place is for work, it's not an amusement park where you can roam anytime. And if it was an amusement park, beggars like you still aren't allowed,” Kyle glared at him.Gabriel took hold of Kyle's hands and jerked them away from his collar. Setting his collar properly, he shook his head at them and walked inside.Gabriel was happy to see Kyle after a long time. They may not have been friends before, but Gabriel has always considered him one. But after seeing his behavior today, Gabriel was hurt.Giving the ax to the unwanted thoughts away, Gabriel continued walking inside. His main priority presently is Amelia's family. Gabriel can't wait to take over the company so, that he can invest in Amelia's family business.Inside the building was hallucinatory. Gabriel couldn't believe his eyes. The place was spick-n-span. People dressed in elegant dresses and suits were walking around. The interior of the building screams money and luxury. Gabriel looked around at everything with big eyes. He still can't believe this will be his office. His heart swelled in happiness and pride.Gabriel was gazing at workers, dressed in rich suits, and then he gazes at his clothes. He is wearing a white shirt that is thorned in many places and black pants. He can't remember when was the last time, he wore new clothes. All of his clothes back in the Romano mansion have deep holes in them. Some of his shirts are patched with different colored clothes.He has asked Amelia for a new shirt but in return, they beat him to death and starve him for the whole week. Gabriel shuddered at the painful memory. Shaking his head, he took a deep breath to clear his mind and went towards the reception area.“Good Afternoon,” Gabriel greeted the receptionist politely.“Yes,” She answered, not looking at him. She was too busy on her phone to catch sight of him. Gabriel took a mental note to confer this matter when he would take over the company.“Hello,” Gabriel tried again.“Who are you,”? She asked rudely. Gabriel opened his mouth, but she cut him off.“Who the hell are you? And what are you doing here,”? She snarled at him. She raked her eyes over his torn clothes and hunkered her nose. Not only that, but she eyed him as if he is some filth.“I'm Gabriel Sig…,” Gabriel offered a small smile.“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” She rudely dismissed him.“I'm…,” Gabriel started, but stayed put when he realized he knows nothing about the company or the staff.“Sorry, I have to make a call,” Gabriel said awkwardly. His ears turn red.Standing before the giant window, Gabriel took out his cell phone and called Grandpa Tony.“Hello, Grandpa Tony,” Gabriel said as soon as the call was answered.“Hello Son, did you reach the company,”? Grandpa Tony asked.“Actually yes, but I don't know anyone here so…,” Gabriel trailed off. Grandpa Tony chuckled at him.“What I would not give to see your red ears, now,” Grandpa Tony teased.“How do you know,” Gabriel asked with his mouth wide open.“Wait, no, my ears aren't red,” Gabriel quickly corrected himself and said defensively. Grandpa Tony laughed out loud.“Ah, I missed you, son,” Grandpa Tony said after a while of silence. Gabriel's heart melted, sensing the sincerity in his voice.“Same here,” Gabriel whispered, gazing outside the window.“Oh, before I forget again, the Vice-president would arrive soon. Meet her, and she will educate you about everything,” Grandpa Tony said."What's her name,”? Gabriel asked.“Valencia Bardot,” Grandpa Tony answered. Gabriel was about to ask more about her when he heard an annoying voice.“You? What are you doing here,”? The voice shouted.“Grandpa, I'll call you in a while,” Gabriel said softly and cut the call.Turning around, he came face to face with Kyle and Sasha. Sasha has her well-known scowl on her face while Kyle is growling at him.“What the hell do you want Kyle,” Gabriel asked, growling. He was tired of him and all the people who have treated him like a stray dog, if not iller than that.“Excuse me,”? Kyle asked, acting surprised.“How do you know me,”? Kyle asked, feigning not to know Gabriel.“Huh,” Gabriel asked, confused.Gabriel scrutinized as Kyle deliberately talked loudly so that people would listen to him and coalesce him. And it was true, people slowly started walking towards them. Kyle smirked at Gabriel and went towards the receptionist."And you," Kyle said poking his finger toward the receptionist."How can you let anyone in the office," Kyle said narrowing his eyes at her. The receptionist looked at him and then at Gabriel."Sorry sir," the receptionist apologized to Kyle. Gabriel scoffed at her."Oh, Come on honey. It's not her fault. Don't be so harsh on her," Sasha said in her extra sweet voice. Kyle turned around and glared at her.Gabriel eyed him amused. Kyle was behaving as if he is the boss of the company. Which he was far from because Gabriel knows, what's the first thing he would do, when he will take over the company."How is it not her fault,"? Kyle asked with an evil smirk. Sasha mirrored his intentions. Gabriel knows that they both are putting on this show so that he will be kicked out of there. They want to humiliate him."I mean look at him, he looks like a salesman. Maybe she also thought the same," Sasha said pointing towards Gabriel's clothes.Gabriel was silent all this time, he was watching the drama unfolding before him with absolute lull ness because he knew this wasn't his time to strike. He knew nothing about this company and by judging the behavior of the people here, he knew they would mock him rather than help him."But sir, he knows you," One of the workers said pinpointing."No way, I don't have any relation nor I knew any beggars," Kyle glared at the worker. The worker looked down. He felt bad for Gabriel but he couldn't do anything as he is just an intern."Maybe he is a thief," Another one voiced his opinion. Everyone turns towards him."I mean maybe you know. He was outside trying to find the perfect opportunity to robe," he explained."Yes, and he saw us and followed us inside," Sasha said faking shock."Oh honey, that's why he knows your name," Sasha exclaimed."But sir, maybe he needs some help," the intern said slowly.He was dead scared inside but seeing the way they all are accusing Gabriel, he couldn't help himself but voice his opinion. Oblivious of the warm gaze on him.“But sir, maybe he needs some help,” the intern said slowly. He was veering around from one foot to another in nervousness. Although he was dead scared inside but seeing the way they all were accusing Gabriel, he couldn't help himself but voice out his opinion, Oblivious to the warm gaze on him. Gabriel was tired, mentally and emotionally. And the starvation for days was also not helping him. But he was grateful that at least someone believes in him. He knows that the day, people know about him being rich, they will kiss his feet. But, this gentleman was siding with him without knowing anything about him. “Sasha is right, he is some salesman or a delivery boy. I mean, look at his cut-price clothes,” Kyle said, wounding his feelings for Gabriel more.“He isn't even allowed near the premises of this company, and you let him in,” Kyle turned towards the receptionist and lashed out at her.“If you want to avoid bidding goodbye to your job today, then kick him out,” Kyle said smugly. “
“I'm Gabriel Sigmund,”. A voice yelled, causing everyone to freeze. The voice held authority and an inferential thread. Kyla and Sasha's heads snapped toward the source of the voice. Mutterings commenced erupting from all around them. Sasha's eyes were went-wide. She hunched her forehead in confusion but deep down she started comprehending what Gabriel meant. While Kyle looks at Gabriel as if he has grown two skulls. “For someone who is in Kyle's position, Kyle surely is dopey,” Gabriel thought as he rubbernecks straight at him. “Yes, and I'm the President of France,” Kyle laughed and dramatically clapped his hands, but when no one laughed with him, Kyle quickly sobered up and fixed his tie. Clearing his throat, he walked towards Gabriel. “What are you still doing here? I guess you only understand the hands' language,” Kyle laughed and asked while taking powerful steps towards Gabriel. Sasha tried saying something, but he totally ignored her. Gabriel watched as Kyle tried to e
“Please, sir. I apologize for bullying you for all those years. It won't come to pass again,” Kyle said pleadingly. His eyes brimmed with unshed tears that were imperiling to fall any second. His shoulders were hunkered down in affliction. The people on the staff look at him with empathy, but some were looking at him with grimaces on their faces. “I was foolish. And, it was just a mistake of my immature self,” Kyle continued pleading.Gabriel chuckled at his words. They think he is doing all this just because they bullied him. Gabriel was never someone to hold grievances against anyone. Despite how people behaved toward him, he would always exonerate them and treat them with utmost respect and kindness, but now he is not the same old Gabriel Sigmund. “Please Gabriel…,” Kyle began, but Gabriel raised his brow at him. Quickly gulping the Saliva, Kyla corrected himself. “Sir,” Kyle mumbled, and Gabriel rewarded him with his signature smirk. “Please sir. Forgive me,”. “Please, sir. Do
“You are fired,”. The booming words that broke out of Grandpa Tony's mouth through the phone, left Valencia paralyzed in pristine trepidation. Blood rained out of her system as the words hit her eardrums. “Wh-what,” Valencia stammered. She couldn't believe her ears. Her ears were whizzing with these distasteful words. They were swirling in her mind like a tsunami. Her heart sank, and her hands started trembling. “Did I stutter,”? Grandpa Tony raised a question from the other side. His tone contains an unsaid portent. “You can't do this to me,” Valencia screeched. Hitting the table vase near her. It smashed to the floor, infringement into pieces. People nearby glance at her strangely, but she glares at her. They succumb away from their leaving her alone. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest. She rubbed her clammy hands on her dress. Her phone almost slipped from her fingers. She still can't believe what she is hearing. “Try me,” Grandpa Tony asked in an incurable tone. Va
Gabriel settled into the plush embrace of his chair, his eyes tracing the intricate patterns of sunlight dancing through the gigantic window. The once elusive possession now firmly in his grasp, a triumphant grin played on his lips as he savored the sweet taste of victory, fingertips gently tracing the contours of his newfound throne.Mere hours ago, Gabriel wore the insignificance of a mundane existence, a mere footnote in the saga of familial ties.Now, fate had bestowed upon him the cloak of sole heir, transforming the insignificance into a cloak of destiny. His journey from anonymity to the solitary guardian of a vast fortune, weaving a tale more captivating than any he had ever imagined.Life's relentless passage and the ticking hands of time sculpted Gabriel's essence, molding a version of himself that, while unwavering in belief in the inherent goodness of the world, now bore the scars of wisdom earned. In the crucible of existence, he grasped the harsh truth: to navigate the
“You are fired,”. The booming words that broke out of Grandpa Tony's mouth through the phone, left Valencia paralyzed in pristine trepidation. Blood rained out of her system as the words hit her eardrums. Fear gripped her insides. Cold sweat glistening on her forehead. She hastily wiped it with her forearm. “Wh-what,” Valencia stammered. She couldn't believe her ears. Her ears were whizzing with these distasteful words. They were swirling in her mind like a tsunami. Her heart sank, and her hands started trembling. “Did I stutter,”? Grandpa Tony raised a question from the other side. His tone contains an unsaid portent. “You can't do this to me,” Valencia screeched. Hitting the table vase near her. It smashed to the floor, infringement into pieces. People nearby glance at her strangely, but she glares at her. They succumb away from their leaving her alone. All these years in this office, she has a tight grip on all the employees. Feeding them shits about how she is the next boss and
“You are fired,”. The booming words that broke out of Grandpa Tony's mouth through the phone, left Valencia paralyzed in pristine trepidation. Blood rained out of her system as the words hit her eardrums. Fear gripped her insides. Cold sweat glistening on her forehead. She hastily wiped it with her forearm. “Wh-what,” Valencia stammered. She couldn't believe her ears. Her ears were whizzing with these distasteful words. They were swirling in her mind like a tsunami. Her heart sank, and her hands started trembling. “Did I stutter,”? Grandpa Tony raised a question from the other side. His tone contains an unsaid portent. “You can't do this to me,” Valencia screeched. Hitting the table vase near her. It smashed to the floor, infringement into pieces. People nearby glance at her strangely, but she glares at her. They succumb away from their leaving her alone. All these years in this office, she has a tight grip on all the employees. Feeding them shits about how she is the next boss and
Valencia stilled at his answer. She has never told anyone about her family or anything related to them. She was frustrated. Not only that, but she can't understand why a servant is calling her and telling her that she is fired. Furthermore, she has always taken orders from him, but it was more like opinion in business matters. Likewise, she thought he was important in Sigmund's family, but later she discovered he was not. Gazing at herself in the mirror, an ugly smirk appeared on her face. Looks like she has to throw this cloak for being fake two-goody shoes. “You are smarter than I thought of, you old hag,” Valencia taunted through the phone. Her eyes were twinkling with fury and destruction. Grandpa Tony's forehead scrunched in confusion at her change of tone.