Robert glanced down at his clothes, acknowledging the source of the ridicule he had been enduring. Despite the biting words thrown his way, he maintained his composure. "Like I said earlier," Robert began, his voice steady, "I don't have anything to prove to you people. I like what I'm comfortable in, and ostentatious displays of wealth have never been my thing."The crowd erupted in laughter once more, their derision sharp and unrelenting."A pauper claiming not to show wealth—how ironic!" one person sneered.“Comfortable? In those rags? Give me a break!” another jeered.“He’s just trying to save face because he knows he can’t afford anything better!” someone else added, the crowd nodding in agreement.Just as the mocking and laughter reached a crescendo, a voice suddenly cut through the ruckus, commanding attention. The crowd quieted down as everyone turned to see who had dared to interrupt their fun. A woman, calm and composed, stepped forward, her presence immediately drawing curi
The atmosphere in the hall, once thick with tension, began to ease as a new figure passed through the crowd. The murmurs of the gathering gave way to a hushed reverence as people strained to catch a glimpse of the person now commanding all attention. This was no ordinary figure—it was Madam President, the influential and enigmatic force behind a vast empire that few truly understood. Her presence alone was enough to silence even the most boisterous of the crowd.Madam President was known for her uncanny ability to grow businesses into unparalleled successes, turning even the most unassuming ventures into industry leaders. Over the years, she had built an empire spanning multiple sectors, from logistics to luxury goods, with a strategic mind that outmaneuvered her competitors at every turn. Her methods were as mysterious as they were effective, earning her respect and fear in equal measure. She rarely appeared in public, preferring to work from the shadows, but when she did, it was al
“Johnathan Blaze? No way!” someone gasped.“Are you kidding me? This guy doesn’t just show up to any event. It takes millions to get him to perform!” another exclaimed.“This is unbelievable! This artist’s shows are sold out worldwide—he doesn’t come cheap. Madam President must have pulled some serious strings to get him here,” someone else added, clearly impressed.“It’s said that even a million dollars wouldn’t guarantee his presence at an event,” one person remarked. “But here he is, performing tonight? This is beyond extraordinary.”As the name of the artist sank in, the crowd’s energy reached a new height, and everyone was on the edge of their seats, eager to witness the performance. The excitement was palpable, and the air buzzed with anticipation.After the artist finished his electrifying performance, leaving the crowd buzzing with excitement, the Master of Ceremony took to the stage once more, his voice filled with enthusiasm."Ladies and gentlemen, let the drinks be passed ar
The comments kept coming, and the atmosphere was charged with admiration for Gilbert. He basked in the praise, feeling on top of the world as he looked down on Robert, who seemed to be the target of everyone’s disdain.As the night wore on, with drinks flowing and conversations buzzing, the Master of Ceremony finally announced the moment everyone had been waiting for."And now, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time to hear from the one and only—our esteemed celebrant, the woman whose name commands respect across the globe—Madam President!"The applause was deafening as Madam President gracefully rose from her seat at the high table. The room seemed to hold its breath as she made her way to the stage, surrounded by her security detail. Every step she took exuded power and authority, and the crowd couldn’t help but admire her presence."She’s incredible," someone whispered in awe. "Everything she touches turns to gold.""Just imagine the kind of influence she has," another added. "Her connecti
As the room buzzed with shock and disbelief, Robert began his slow walk to the stage. The contrast between his casual, worn-out clothes and the grandeur of the event was stark, and the sight of him approaching the stage left the crowd in a state of stunned silence. Whispers quickly followed. Some people couldn't hide their displeasure while skme were totally left stunned. "Is he really going up there… in those clothes?""How could he show up to an event like this dressed like that? Doesn't he care?""Maybe he really doesn't need to flaunt wealth… but this is almost disrespectful."As Robert continued his way to the stage, some couldn't resist snide remarks:"Look at him, just a pauper trying to play the part of a prince.""Who cares about Hermès? Those clothes still look like they belong in a thrift shop.""This is supposed to be the heir to Madam President's empire? I can’t believe it."Gilbert, still grappling with the revelation, muttered under his breath, "Dressed like a beggar,
As Robert stepped back from the podium, the room buzzed with a mix of shock, disbelief, and hushed murmurs. The once confident faces of Richard, Gilbert, Owen, and their supporters were now pale, their bravado shattered by Robert's powerful words."Did you hear that?" someone whispered, "He just put them all in their place."..."I can’t believe it. All this time, we thought he was just some nobody," another voice murmured in awe."Who would have thought he had that in him?" a man nearby commented, shaking his head in disbelief.Richard, still red-faced, struggled to keep his composure. He turned to his girlfriend, who had been beaming with pride just moments before. Her expression now mirrored his, a mix of anger and humiliation. "He got lucky, that's all," Richard muttered defensively, though his voice lacked the force it once had."Yeah," Gilbert chimed in, trying to recover some of his lost confidence, "He’s just trying to show off. But let’s see if he can keep up with the big leag
”His mother reached out, taking his hand in hers. “They don’t, but you do. And that’s what makes you different, Robert. You’ve earned everything you have. It’s not about the money or the name—it’s about the person you’ve become.”Robert looked into his mother’s eyes, seeing the deep love and pride reflected back at him. It was moments like this that made everything worthwhile. “I learned from the best,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “You taught me everything I know.”.....She smiled, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “You’ve always been special, Robert. And tonight, you proved it to the world.”As Robert was about to make his way upstairs after an exhausting day, his mother called him, making him to half turn and when he met her gaze, she told him to seat.Robert, there’s something I want to tell you. Tomorrow, I’ll be making you the director of all my conglomerates.”For a moment, Robert could only stare at her in stunned silence, trying to process what she had just said
Robert stepped outside alongside Simon, the sight of three luxury vehicles waiting in the driveway greeted them, their sleek, polished exteriors glinting in the early morning light. The other drivers stood at attention, while one of them swiftly moved to open the door of the sleek Range Rover for Robert. He was all smiles, though he couldn’t quite hide the mix of emotions swirling inside him.... Today was a big day for him, no doubt—a day that would mark a significant turning point in his life.The engines purred to life, and the convoy pulled away from the mansion, heading towards a future filled with both uncertainty and opportunity. As they arrived at the sprawling compound of the company, Robert couldn't help but marvel at the size and scale of the operation. It was a place he was familiar with, having worked there before, but today it all felt different—more significant.Walking through the front entrance alongside Simon and his mother’s butler, Robert was stunned to realize th