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
The elevator ride felt longer than it was, each second ticking away in a shared, unspoken anticipation. Finally, the sharp ding of the elevator reaching its destination cut through the tension, almost like a release of pressure. The doors slid open, and they stepped into Mr. George’s office.Inside, Mr. George quickly gestured to the plush seats in his office, his voice tight with a forced calm. "Please, have a seat," he offered, trying to regain control of the situation. The office, though well-appointed, suddenly felt stifling, the air thick with the weight of unspoken concerns....Once they were seated, Mr. George, unable to bear the silence any longer, leaned forward. His eyes darted between Simon and Robert, searching for any clue as to why they were here."What brings you here this morning?" he asked, his voice cracking slightly despite his best efforts to stay calm. The earlier encounter with the receptionist had already rattled him, and he was determined not to leave another ba
"What the hell are you doing here, boy?" Mr. Justin roared, his voice cutting through the tension in the room like a knife. The walls seemed to reverberate with the force of his anger...."Didn’t I make myself clear enough that your services are no longer required here?"But Robert had bided his time, waiting for the right moment to turn the tables. He didn't reply Mr. Justin which only increased his anger. Mr. Justin, oblivious to the shift in power, continued his tirade. "I fired you a long time ago, and yet here you are, slinking around like a rat! What the hell do you think you’re doing in this organization?""You don’t belong here! And you’ve got the nerve to show your face at a board of directors meeting?" His voice dripped with venom, each word laced with the hatred and disdain he had always felt for Robert.The other managers and directors watched in stunned silence, their eyes flicking between Mr. Justin and Robert, unsure of what to make of the scene unfolding before them.
Robert ’s eyes glinted with satisfaction as he watched Mr. Justin's anger escalate. He knew that provoking Mr. Justin would force him to reveal more than he intended. So he was Willing to make him take the bait....Despite Mr. Justin's rants, Robert remained composed, ready to handle the situation with wisdom to avoid any further escalation that could get out of hand.In a calm but probing tone, Robert continued, “It’s interesting you say that, Mr . Justin. But what makes you so confident that your decisions are beyond question? Especially when they seem to be driven by personal grievances?”Mr. Justin’s face was now flushed with fury as he glared at Robert. How dare him question his authority, he wish he could just stop this loser already but it seems he was not backing down anytime soon.“I’ve been making critical decisions in this company probably since you were still in diapers,” he snapped. “I will not let a nonentity like you undermine my authority here. Never! Your insolence is
Immediately Mr. George entered the room, a wry smile spread across both Robert ’s and Mr. Justin’s faces, though they carried entirely different meanings.Mr. Justin’s smile was one of triumph—he now had the security team and Mr. George on his side, and he was eager to deal with Robert mercilesslyWhile for Robert, the smile was one of quiet anticipation—he knew that once Mr. Justin discovered the reality of the situation, his reign of intimidation would come crashing down, and he can't wait to see it. At the same time, the guards, who had been ready to grab Robert, stopped in their tracks at Mr. George’s entrance. All eyes turned to him, the man everyone had been waiting for to start the meeting before everything descended into chaos. Everyone waited for his actions. Inside the room, tension buzzed as people exchanged nervous glances. Most of the murmurs had been against Robert, but they couldn't voice out their displeasure as they were fully aware of the consequences. “What the he