While the two women and one man were publicly humiliating Miles, a sharp-looking middle-aged woman got out of one of the 'VIP only' elevators and walked towards the male receptionist to whom Miles had shown the unique card. They whispered back and forth for a brief moment before the secretary's gaze turned to the group of laughing women and the man with a stoic face.
Fiona was the first to notice the secretary’s presence and she immediately called her daughter’s attention. “Lesley, look! Someone from the CEO’s floor is here.” She tried to be as outwardly calm as possible while her heart began racing.
“Oh my goodness! They must have reconsidered your business proposal and sent her here to inform us.” Lesley turned to Lucas. “Your father’s influence must have worked after all. I’m so glad we brought you with us.”
Lucas smoothed his hair with a prideful smirk. “I told you.”
Miles followed his in-laws’ gazes to find who they were looking at. He quickly recognized the sharp-looking female as the CEO’s secretary.
Unknown to his in-laws, the CEO they were deeply fawning over was actually his family's butler, Donald Dean. With the reputation and overall power of the Creek family, they had long decided to plant their trusted butler as the visible face of their business empire while the real owners take charge of things in the shadows. The only people who knew of the Creek family were those in the top 1% of the world population.
Fiona and Lesley quickly adjusted their outfits as the secretary began walking towards them. Fiona stretched out her hand as the secretary got close, only to be left hanging as the sharp-looking woman walked past her with no acknowledgment. But this wasn't as embarrassing as finding out who the woman had ignored her for.
The secretary stood before Miles with a warm smile. “Mr. Miles. I hope you’re having a wonderful day?” She took on a slightly subservient demeanor as she spoke to Miles. “The CEO has been waiting for you all day. He had even cleared his entire schedule so he would be available whenever you showed up.”
“Hello to you too, Secretary Julia.” Miles sent the secretary a warm smile. “He shouldn’t worry; I don’t plan on wasting his time.”
At this point, it is an absolute understatement to say that Fiona, Lesley, and even Lucas were too stunned to speak. This was a scenario they could have never imagined, in a million years, would play out in real life. The CEO’s secretary wasn’t just talking to the useless man they had for a son-in-law, she was being very amiable with him as well, like she was talking to a friendly senior of hers.
“Mom, what the hell is this?” Lesley moved right behind her mother as she whispered with stunned eyes. “Are you seeing what I’m seeing?”
Fiona Blaine could only nod dumbly. “Why is the secretary talking to this scum like he matters?”
Meanwhile, Miles and Secretary Julia chatted away while ignoring the presence of the three women.
“Alright, let’s get you to him before he tears off my head for delaying your meeting.” Secretary Julia was referring to the CEO as she led Miles towards the ‘VIP only’ elevators and they got in.
Fiona, Lesley, and Lucas were simply left standing in the foyer as they couldn't shake off the shock from what they had just seen.
Meanwhile, the secretary led Miles to the highest floor and they went straight to the CEO’s office. With a knock, the two entered.
“I’ve brought Mr. Miles to see you, Boss.” The secretary quickly informed the old man sitting behind the large mahogany desk.
The old man nodded his head before getting up from his seat and adjusting his suit. “Thank you, Julia. You may leave.”
Julia nodded and glanced at Miles one last time. “Welcome back, Young Master Creek. You have been terribly missed.” She winked and left the office.
“Please, sit down, Young Master Miles.” The old man suddenly turned subservient as he walked towards Miles before leading him towards the couch by the side.
Once they were seated, the butler gently pulled Miles into a warm hug. “Young Master, you truly have been missed, greatly.”
Miles smiled softly as he returned the hug. "Not gonna lie, I've missed you guys as well, but that's not what I'm here for. You said you wanted to see me."
“Oh, right!” The old man got back up and went to retrieve a file from the large desk. “I need you to sign this. Once you do, I will hand over the $300,000 to you.”
Miles frowned once he saw the file. "Butler Dorian, why must I sign the family's inheritance contract before you help me?"
“Young Master, it is your duty as the best candidate in the family to carry on the empire’s legacy.” Butler Dorian replied immediately. “I know you left the family after the horrible death of your mother, but you need to understand that your father is not the culprit here. It is unfair for you to keep punishing him for this.”“It doesn’t matter however you put it, Dorian. My father is still somehow involved in the death of my mother, and for that, I don’t want anything to do with him.” Miles retorted heatedly.Dorian took in a deep breath. “Young Master Miles, I am in no position to tell you what to do.” He sat back down on the couch and he extended the inheritance contract file in his hands to the young man. “But you need to realize that your father is not the only one in the creek family. Refusing to do your rightful duty means you’re also throwing away decades of efforts and achievements.”Miles could only huff in silence as he turned his gaze away. He saw reason in what the old ma
"Get lost!" A pissed-off Miles finally shut the door elevator on Edmund's face. He finally got rid of the bastard. Miles had always known that the sales director had coveted his wife ever since she joined the company. He just wished Lola could see things clearly for what they truly are.“Miles, where did you get the money from?” Lola suddenly looked at her husband with a worried gaze. "Did you steal it from somewhere?" Her eyes suddenly widened as a realization crossed her mind. “Oh my god! Please, tell me you didn’t borrow this from a loan shark?”Miles couldn't believe the words that were coming out of his wife's mouth. How could she suddenly think the worst of him? Did she really think there was no legal way he could have gotten his daughter's hospital bill? Seeing how his wife was treating him like a stranger while praising Edmund left Miles deeply hurt. “My goodness! Miles, answer me!” Lola began tearing up as she pointed an accusing finger at him. “Have you lost your mind?! Wh
Miles had arrived at Styleon Group in a sullen mood. He felt mentally drained as he couldn’t help but replay the horrible fight he had with his wife.After all he had gone through; he was done pretending to be something he wasn't. He was the farthest thing from a poverty-stricken man. He was the heir to one of the wealthiest empires in the world, and it was high time he acted like it. This was why had decided to quit his job.Once he arrived at the Styleon Group building, he was immediately confronted by his fellow security men. He could see the haughty expressions on their faces.Miles didn't pay any mind to this though. He had never been close with any of these workers anyway. "Hey, guys. I'd like to see the head of security."“Why are you asking us? If you want to see him, go look for him yourself.”“He must think we’re his errand boys or something.”The security officers began mocking Miles right in his face but Miles remained passive. He could tell that these guys weren’t going t
Miles was dragged out of the building. On the way out, the numerous security men laughed as they punched and kicked him while holding him down forcefully. Finally, they almost stripped him naked as they tore his uniform off his body. Miles looked down at his tattered uniform in anger and frustration. “How could you guys do this to me?” Miles coldly gazed at the mocking faces of the security men in front of him. “We’ve worked together as coworkers for years, and now, you guys are treating me like your worst enemy.”The security men glanced at each other and they burst into laughter. “Shut up, and quit asking such a stupid question.” One of the older security men got angry and kicked Miles in the chest, watching him fall to the ground. “Ever since you started working here, none of the female cleaners in this organization has paid any attention to us.” He pointed an accusing hand at Miles. “To them, our looks couldn’t hold a single candle to yours.”Miles suddenly understood the probl
A woman spoke through the phone in an angry voice. "Are you deaf or something, General Manager?! The board of directors has just informed me that Eckre Empire has strictly demanded that Styleon Group Corporation be stripped of its value." There was a strong sense of impatience in this woman's voice. "Have you not seen that our stocks are plummeting? How dare you call yourself a capable general manager?"“I’m so sorry, Ma’am.” Fisher quickly sat down and furiously typed away at his laptop until he saw the chart and his body froze. “Ma’am, how is this possible?”“That was what I wondered as well. We’re just a mid-tier corporation that merely started a few years ago.” The woman allowed a moment of brooding silence. “But then I got tipped off that you had recently fired someone from your company, someone by the name……..”The woman didn’t get to finish before Fisher called out the name himself. “Miles Creek.” His body froze as an intense shiver ran down his spine. He recalled the special c
The audience was beyond stunned by Fisher's actions and words. They began whispering to each other, wondering what was happening.“What?!” Edmund’s body froze as his eyes widened. “Mr. Fisher, do you realize what you’re asking of me?”“And I won’t ask twice.” Fisher’s voice dropped to a much colder level, clarifying that this was a threat. “Apologize to Mr. Miles Creek right now, or lose everything.” He pushed the sales director a few steps back, releasing his collar in the process.Fear spread on Edmund's face and he could tell that his superior was dead serious. He couldn't help but wonder why Fisher was suddenly on Miles's side. After a few seconds, a thought crossed his mind. Miles must have offered his gorgeous wife to Fisher, and now, the general manager had become Miles' willing puppet.“That whore.” Edmund muttered under his breath as he cursed at Lola Blaine. Everyone watched as Edmund slowly turned towards Miles. “I…am sorry.” He spoke with a tight voice, showing his reluct
Miles smirked with an innocent gaze. “I want 70% of Styleon Group Corporation sold to me within the hour.”Fisher almost fell back to the floor as he heard this. “Seventy what? Mr. Miles, I’m just a manager at this company, so I have no say on who becomes the shareholder.”"But the board of directors can make that happen, right?" Miles's demeanor remained calm. "I want you to inform them immediately. I want nothing less than 70% of the company's share today." Fisher couldn’t believe all this was happening. “How much time did you say I have?” Miles thought about it for a moment. "I'll give you a total of three hours, Mr. Fisher. If I haven't signed the papers by then, I will no longer hold any negotiation with this company." He tilted his head. "And I believe you're well aware of what will happen to this company by then."Fisher’s face turned grave as he nodded and rushed out of the office. This way, he couldn’t help but feel like he was a messenger on an errand given by Miles.Withi
Miles stood by the entrance in silence as he stared at his wife’s face before moving to Kelsey, his little daughter. The weak-looking child had a tube down her throat and an oxygen mask on her face. She was still attached to a machine to keep her body system functioning.Lola glared at Miles. “Didn’t you hear me? Why did you take so long? You only went to submit your letter of resignation, didn’t you?”Miles wondered how Lola knew about his resignation, as he had only told her that he needed to go back to the company to resume his work.Lola noticed the inquisitive expression on Miles's face. "My coworkers at the office told me." She looked down at her phone in confusion. "Though, they later bombarded my phone with calls, and I would have answered it if my phone didn't suddenly run out of battery."If she had picked up one of those calls, she would have found out about how her closest superior, Edmund Porsche, had been ridiculed by the general manager and forced to bow to her husband.