Simon sneered, "Emily, you haven't even finished dealing with your small job in the Walter Group. Where do you get the nerve to approach Enermig, let alone see the face of their president?"The rest of the family, convinced that Emily was spinning a tale, completely ignored her, their skepticism overshadowing any belief in her unexpected accomplishment.Eric's eyes narrowed as he observed the skepticism in the room, realizing that convincing the family of Emily's achievement wasn't going to be easy.Ignoring Emily's attempt to share the news, the family continued their conversation. Frustrated, Emily slammed her fist on the table, silencing them. Holding the documents high, she yelled, "Enermig just agreed to collaborate with the Walter Group, offering us $50 million!"As she passed the documents around, a shocked silence enveloped the room. Wide-eyed, Mr. Walter asked Emily, "How did you manage this?""It was all luck," Emily responded, her expression a mix of relief and amazement.
Chaos erupted the next day as a group of people stormed into Enermig at night, wreaking havoc by destroying doors and windows. When Peter arrived at work that morning, he was met with the shocking sight of hundreds of employees gathered outside, murmuring about the extensive damage inflicted upon Enermig. The building bore the scars of the unusual attack, with shattered glass, broken doors, and other signs of vandalism.Almost out of breath, Peter rushed to a corner and frantically phoned Eric, relaying the chaotic scene at Enermig. In a stunned tone, Eric listened as Peter described the destruction that had unfolded overnight."Sir, you won't believe what happened. Enermig was attacked last night. Doors smashed, windows shattered, it's a mess!" Peter exclaimed.Left stunned, Eric responded with disbelief and concern as the unexpected turn of events unfolded."Attacked? What do you mean, Peter? Who would do something like this to Enermig?" Eric inquired."I wish I knew, sir. It's a d
The industrial event night unfolded grandly the following evening. Well-dressed men and women from various industries gathered in anticipation, buzzing with excitement upon hearing that Mr. Radcliffe was expected to grace them with his presence.As anticipation grew, so did the news of Mason Hargraves causing havoc at Enermig, becoming the talk on everyone's lips. The shame was evident, preventing the Hargraves family from attending the event.The Walter family, shocked by this revelation, discussed the matter. Emily, still dejected, couldn't contain her frustration. She stood up, declaring, "Mason, a complete disgrace, is the same person you wanted me to marry!"Her father ordered her to sit down, admonishing, "Don't disgrace the family," while her mother chimed in, "At least, Mason has money, unlike that useless Eric, who's a nobody."Amidst the family drama, Mr. Walter, the family patriarch, appeared utterly disappointed. Contemplating the news about Mason, he wondered if entrustin
Eric spoke casually to Emily, his tone warm and reassuring as he addressed her."Emily, I just wanted to let you know that Enermig is eager to invest more in the Walter family. We're thrilled to collaborate with you on creating new projects."Emily nodded flippantly, her disbelief evident in her wide-eyed expression. She couldn't wrap her head around the fact that Mr. Radcliffe was speaking to her, let alone bearing a resemblance to Eric. However, she pushed aside her confusion and managed a grateful smile."Thank you, Mr. Radcliffe. We'll do our very best with the projects, starting with the $50 million investment from Enermig."Gasps rippled through the crowd at the mention of the substantial investment in the small Walter Group. Rumors about Enermig's interest in the Walter Group had circulated, but no one had taken them seriously until now.At the table, the Walter family sat in stunned silence until Mr. Walter, the head of the family, found his voice, "I'm Mr. Walter, the presid
One night later.At the docks, a secret deal was happening under the night's cover. Eric, hidden in the shadows, watched closely as the smugglers loaded guns onto a cargo ship. Suddenly, the quiet was shattered by approaching footsteps, causing panic among the smugglers."What's going on?!""We've been tricked!"The smugglers were bewildered.Armed police officers emerged from the darkness, swiftly surrounding the smugglers. Despite their attempts to resist, the smugglers were quickly subdued and captured by the police. Stepping forward, the police officer's authoritative presence demanded answers."Where are the guns going?"The smugglers stayed silent, but after enduring relentless questioning and torture from some police men, they finally gave in."It was Mr. Ben Hargraves! He's the one behind it all!"The authorities were shocked by the revelation, leading to Mr. Hargraves, Mason's father, was immediately arrested on that exact night.Watching from afar, Eric felt a surge of sati
Eric received an unexpected invitation to a dinner date from Maria Bolton, the influential CEO of a prominent company in the city. He remembered her nice treatment during her auction event, where he had attended as Mr. Radcliffe. Grateful for her hospitality, Eric accepted the invitation, though he had ulterior motives.Arriving at the exclusive venue named "The Aristocrat's Haven," Eric chose not to don his Mr. Radcliffe persona. Instead, he dressed in tattered clothes, deliberately adopting the appearance of someone out of place in such grand surroundings.As he approached the entrance, the guards raised an eyebrow at his disheveled appearance."Hold on there, buddy. This place is for the elites. You seem to be in the wrong place," the first guard told Eric."Yeah, did you miss the sign?" And this was from the second guard.Eric cleared his throat, maintaining his composure. "I'm here to see Maria Bolton. She sent for me."The guards exchanged amused glances before bursting into la
The manager led Eric and his men outside, where Maria Bolton followed closely, her curiosity piqued by Mr. Radcliffe's apparent disregard for her.As they approached, the two guards who had humiliated Eric earlier visibly trembled at the sight of their boss. Mr. Smith fixed them with a stern gaze, his voice cutting through the air like a whip."Did you two kick out a man dressed in torn clothes when he arrived earlier?" The manager asked in a stern tone.The guards stammered, attempting to explain their actions, their faces flushed with fear and embarrassment."Y-yes, sir. He came looking like a pauper, so we—"Before he could finish, the manager's hand came down hard on his shoulder, cutting him off."You fools! That was Mr. Radcliffe himself! You've brought shame upon Aristocrat Haven!" The manager yelled in exasperation.The guards' faces drained of color as the weight of their mistake sank in. The manager's words echoed in their ears as he delivered their punishment."You're both
As Eric rode his scooter towards Enermig the next day, he kept his head down, trying to blend in with the crowd. Suddenly, a black car swerved into his path, knocking him off his scooter and onto the ground. Pain shot through his arm as he groaned and clutched it, blood staining his shirt from the bruises.As Eric raised his head, he saw Mr. Skarsgard, his ex-wife's boyfriend, approaching him with a sneer on his face. "Well, well, if it isn't Eric Radcliffe. Still riding that trashed scooter, I see," Mr Skarsgard mocked him.Eric glared at him, his jaw clenched with anger, "Watch yourself, Skarsgard. You'll pay for this."Mr. Skarsgard laughed, his voice dripping with scorn."Pay for what? For humiliating me at Mr. Walter's birthday bash? For getting me kicked out like a nobody?"Eric's fists clenched at his sides as Mr. Skarsgard's words stung him.But before he could respond, Mr. Skarsgard insulted him even further, mocking his status compared to his own.Enraged, Eric vowed silent