"Its a pleasure to meet you sir" A man said - walking closer towards Bryan as he walked out of the elevator.
"....thank you" Bryan muttered. He tucked his hand into his pocket in a bid to hide his anxiety."My name is Franklin, I'm the General manager. I've been instructed to show you around sir" The man said - his canines blared as if he was starstruck."Fine. I'd follow your lead" Bryan retorted.Bryan isn't in the best version of his wardrobe like he'll be on a Christmas eve. But every part of his grooming portrayed elegance, luxury and confidence. Even though his mind at the moment was far from confidence. It wasn't a nay saying when they said "Confidence can be faked"Bryan getting to know that his father owns the biggest tech company in the United States sound so unreal. But what's so unbelievable is that he'd be ascending the helm of that company - as the new CEO.Morris Inc is a household name in the tech industry and to think Bryan is the new CEO sent shrill of fright and uncertainty to the heart of anyone who hears it.Bryan had never been into a corporate building that huge and luxurious before. A part of him wants to look around like a kid who's visiting the museum for the first time, but he wouldn't want to do that behind Franklin.Bryan walked behind Franklin as they stepped into a spacious hallway. Bryan locked eyes with a few employees scampering all over the hallway - each at the verge of their duties. A few of them had their eyes glued to Bryan as a smile clutched their faces."This is the sales department" Franklin said - pointing to a dissected part of the hallway. They halted their steps to examine the segment. The company's logo was engraved into a neon light and it shimmered a mise en scene on the wall.A few employees were in sight - each of them had their eyes glued to their computer screen - fingers stumping the keyboard."That's great" Bryan said - settling his gaze on the employees. Some of them were cordial and hospitable enough to wave him, while a few of them acted like they couldn't see their newly appointed CEO."There are more places I need to show you sir" Franklin said - making a beeline for Bryan."Okay" Bryan said.Franklin and Bryan departed from the sale's department - trudging to the other side of the hallway. For a split second, Bryan felt like the floor was going to engulf him - as he was too stunned and restless to move his lips - confidently. Even if he was willing to pull every stunt to ensure he doesn't mess up his first day at work."That's my office" Franklin said, pointing to the entrance of an open office.Bryan didn't utter a word, instead, he shook his head, as they proceeded.Moments later, they arrived at another door. Franklin opened the door. And it led to a short hallway. A desk was situated at a side."Hey Maya" Franklin said to the dashing young lady seating behind the desk.She looked a bit tensed when she locked sights with Bryan and Franklin. "...good morning" Maya said, feigning a smile."This is the new CEO" Franklin said - pointing to Bryan.Maya's face lit up. For a moment she wanted to stretch out her hand for a handshake, but the fear of being rejected and the awkwardness of being too forward made her deaden the thought immediately."Its a pleasure to meet you sir" Maya said, hunching head downwards slightly."Same here Maya" Bryan responded sharply as she swept Maya in a single gaze."She's your secretary sir" Franklin said to Bryan."Wow. Great"Franklin and Maya exchanged secret glances because of Bryan's short and concise responses. Luckily, Bryan's eyes were stuck on the inscription on the door - next to Maya's desk.The door had a "CEO" inscription on it. Bryan needed no other to Franklin or sooth sayer to tell him that's his office."That's my office, i guess" Bryan mumbled, breaking the awkward silence that ensued because of his sharp response."Yes... That's your office sir" Franklin retorted. He moved close to the entrance and opened the door.Bryan walked into the room, so did Franklin.Bryan's lips formed an inaudible 'WOW' at the first glance of the gigantic office."...I'd be in my office sir. In case you need anything" Franklin said."Thank you" Bryan said.He watched Franklin shut the door before he flung his hands to his mouth."What!" Bryan exclaimed. He froze for a moment too stunned by the elegance and beauty the office.There was a huge sofa on the side close to the wall. Its width could accommodate a handful of elephants.Bryan took slow steps towards the desk, situated at the apex of the office. Just in, his eyes settled on a huge piece of painting behind the desk. He squinted his eyes to get a lucid view of who was in the portrait.Bryan's eyeballs widened when it dawned on him that it was his portrait. A satisfactory smile twirled on his lips. He placed his hands over his cheeks, as he bellowed with ecstasy.He took another step closer and he saw another painting of his father. On the wall. His emotions got a hold on him at that point and he remained silent - void of words.He placed his fingers on the painting, feeling its texture."I'm going to make you proud. I promise" Bryan muttered coldly.Just in, a knock was pressed on the door."Come in, Bryan said, walking back to the front of the desk.Maya walked into the office.Bryan had his eyes narrowed to her direction in bid to hear what she had to say."Sir, your meeting with the board of directors will start in ten minutes. I came to remind you" Maya said."Now, we're switching over to the business news. The biggest tech company Morris Inc has announced a new CEO. He goes by the name Bryan Morris. He's said to be the only son of the late CEO. This new development has been making waves on the Internet as everyone thinks Bryan Morris is not fit for that position. Others say he is a newbie in the business world and the company will end up filing for bankruptcy because of his inexperience. Others believe his father made a bad decision by including him in his will - stating that he should take over the his business empire. Bryan Morris is just 21. His young age made everyone thinks he's less qualified to run such a prestigious company. Nevertheless, everyone has got their fingers crossed, waiting to see if Bryan would successfully run the multi-million dollar company or if it'll soon be buried under the ash heaps of bankruptcy. That will be all from our end here at PRIME TV NEWS. I'm your presenter Kelly. Good evening" *** Bryan hit
Bryan's intent was to steal a glance and continue shopping, but Charlotte locked eyes with him - immediately he stepped to the side of the counter. Charlotte gestured her boyfriend to look towards Bryan and when he did, a scornful chuckle curling on his lips.Bryan still couldn't maintain eye contact, yet he stepped forward too. Like he hadn't been scorned by this couple a couple of weeks ago. "I guess this store is now a hiding place for losers" Charlotte's boyfriend scorned - exchanging glances with her. "Isn't that so obvious?" Charlotte retorted - a bit too surprised to disguise it, as her eyebrows widened. "What are you doing here?" Charlotte's boyfriend said - hands crossed across his chest "You retarded broke ass" Bryan hesitated for a split second. He's been used to being called demeaning names, but at this point he wasn't willing to entertain such disrespect and he was ready to stand his ground. "I came here to shop too" Bryan said - feigning a smile. He pressed his lip
"The card is working" the salesperson said. She cheerfully pulled the card out and stretched the card back to Bryan. She parked the expensive purse and gave it to Charlotte. Charlotte's boyfriend's had his lips fretted in a oval shape. And his eyes widened in disappointment when the salesperson stretched the purse to Charlotte. He wished Charlotte was going to turn it down. But the Blondie stretched her hands forward - face brightened with an alluring smile. "You're gonna take that?" Her boyfriend's voice echoed. "Damien, really?" Charlotte muttered - the smile on her face vanished as she shook her head in disbelief. "It's a harmless gift" she said - clutching the bag from the salesperson. Bryan's face shimmered with a little glint of surprise. Finally he got to know the name of his supposed rival. Maybe the name of the man who snatched girlfriend. Damien. "Thank you so much Bryan" Charlotte appreciated - clutching the purse to her chest. "You're most welcome" Bryan said - wit
"What's that?" Damien said - when he noticed that the manager paused for a moment. "I told you this guy is a criminal. Bring out the stolen item already" Damien said - as if he just gained triumph over Bryan. Charlotte's skin crawled into her flesh as she feared that Damien's accusation was beginning to seem so true. The look on Bryan's face too - gave him away. "What's that in your pocket sir?" The manager asked - obviously directing the question to Bryan. Bryan remained mute. He gave the manager a blank stare and looked away. "I told you he's a thief" Damien yelled. "I thought as much too" the manager said. He pulled out the arched object. His eyebrows creased at the sight of the sleek golden bracelet. "Oh my God...." He exclaimed. Everyone exclaimed with a loud huff. Charlotte's hand fleew to her mouth - in a quest to prevent her from screaming. But she already led out a loud gasp. "I said it..... I told ya" Damien gloated - clapping his hands. "Obviously he stole this expen
Exasperated rasps escaped his lips as he strode out of the driveway - striding down the road. Every step trudging in despair and anxiety with the resonance of insects rending into the calmness of the night. The alley was void of people and the distant headlights of passing cars occasionally blared into Bryan's view, with the raves of their engines slashing into his thoughts frequently. As Bryan treaded through the silent alley, his thoughts swirled with every distant headlight that pierced the darkness. Finally reaching a restaurant's parking lot, he wearily leaned against a car, his head bowed, fingers unconsciously ruffling his hair. He peered at his timepiece and it was exactly midnight, he heaved a sigh - eyes still fixated on the timepiece. It felt like waiting for the waves of an ocean, and when it finally hits you, instead of swimming to the shore, you're stuck at the ravine of the flow. His eyes - stung with tears, every miserable mess he'd been through replayed in his hea
Bryan's lips broadened in awe as he gazed at his phone. He blinked his eyes to ensure he wasn't hallucinating or the numbers he was seeing where because of the humiliation he just suffered. Again he brushed his face with the back of his palms, and he peered at his phone again. Nothing changed, the 100 million dollar alert was still there. Bryan sprang up from the floor. He clutched his phone to his chest, staring around the parking a lot. His feet trembled and he was terrified if someone had seen him. But the still and hushed state of the parking lot dashed his doubts completely. He locked eyes with lights from a distance (from an unknown source) he swirled around again, gaping at the entrance of the restaurant and then back to where he stood. His eyes kept blinking and he hesitated to take a step. He took the phone off his chest and tucked it into his pocket. He wiped off the smudge of tears in his face. After one minute, when it felt like he finally gathered the swiftness to mo
Bryan watched as the car drove away. His stare settled on the golden bracelet in his hand. He doesn't know much about ornament and stuff, but he needed no soothsayer to tell him that the bracelet in his hands cost a fortune. At this point, Bryan felt like a naive boy. Who's asked to choose what place he wants to go on his birthday? Either McDonalds, Walmart, or Starbucks. Whatever his choices are - there's a high tendency that he'll get his mouth soaked in candy at the end of the day. Bryan wants to believe that all what that old man said was true. But a part of his heart cringed at how hurt he'd feel if he found out that everything was all a lie. He wished someone would wake him from his dream and say "It's time for another delivery" Because all that has happened tonight was too much misfortune to contain for a mere delivery guy. The last sentence the old man uttered reverberated in Bryan's head. And he felt apt to hit his auntie up. Like the old man said, she'd have a lucid detai
"Drive to the nearest hospital," Bryan said as the taxi driver moved the car. His hands still hurting from the punch he connected to the fat guy's face. It was just the pain, Bryan didn't feel remorseful about what happened. After all, he was trying to save an accident victim - and a random guy showed up from nowhere, trying to stop him. Bryan's delivery uniform was decked with blood as the girl curled up close to his chest - placing her bleeding head on it. Bryan watched as her hair fluttered across his chest - her eyes were shut, and the entire backseat reeked of alcohol. "....you're gonna help me?," She said, chafing her hands across Bryan's chest - drawing visible lines on his shirt - with her blood as the ink. Bryan's throat quaked with nausea - because of his apathy for blood. Yet, he couldn't push the drunk lady away. He had to deal with the whole situation. "...yes, I'm gonna help you," Bryan said, his eyes locked on the road, the car zoomed down the block. The taxi came