Chapter 130
Author: Golden pen
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The night of the party had smoothly arrived.

Grandpa and everyone else were set except for Maxwell, who had a little bit of cold feet just a few hours before the party.

Grandpa smiled at him and parted him on his shoulder. I guess he is overwhelmed by the caliber of people he'll be meeting at the party.

“Come on, son, all that would disappear the moment you climbed that podium.”.

“I would climb a podium.” Maxwell asked as a sudden wave of heat spread over his body. Addressing a crowd was something he had always tried to run away from all the times he was in school. He never really did well at it, and he wondered why it was so with him.

“I can’t speak in public, grandpa. I have a bad feeling it would turn out very sore, plus I do not have that very commanding voice to speak yet.” Maxwell gave his grandpa the lamest excuse he could find in the store of his heart.

“There's no excuse in business, son. Your entitlements will all be wired to you today if you do well, and I know you will
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    “I shall tell you everything you need to know, and none of it shall I withhold." Maxwell told her calmly, his eyes not straying away from her at all. She had learned to hold his gaze for a little more time before doing anything else. Now that he began to speak, she placed both hands on her lap, barely even checking out the food prepared for them by the five-star chef. Athena looked cool and calm, but deep down in her heart, she had loads of unanswered questions.“I'm waiting, and I plan to listen to all you have to say to me tonight." Athena responded with a calm tone.“I am an orphan. I lost my dad to some killers from the opposition. And my mom was killed a few months after my birth. So my grandpa, Ricjard Wilmore, took me to a woman and asked her to take care of me. He even gave her some money to take care of me. The lady looked away because my life was threatened, so she ran away with the baby, and that's how I grew up in a poor home. I never knew I had a rich father until my fina

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