Chapter 7: Cruiser Party

Rick sat in his office, sipping a glass of whiskey while staring out of the large windows that framed the view of the city below. His mind wandered, though it always circled back to the same thoughts—his family, the struggles he had endured.

When he heard a soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, and his butler, Charles, stepped in, his posture as impeccable as ever.

"Sir," Charles began, "there's an important event this evening that you may want to attend. It’s a gathering of several influential figures—one of those boat parties that serve as a social event for business discussions. It’s important for you to show your presence as the new heir."

Rick sighed, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. "I’m not interested in showing my face to the world as the heir, Charles. I prefer to stay out of the spotlight for now."

Charles smiled softly, unfazed. "You don’t need to make an entrance as the heir, sir. You could simply attend for fun, enjoy the party, and remain incognito. It