A few days after the meeting with the CEO, Derrick and Sandra received an invitation for tea at the CEO's estate. They were surprised by the invitation, just as John had presumed but they accepted. They arrived at the estate on the appointed day, and were greeted by the CEO and his wife. They were shown to a beautiful garden, where they sat down to enjoy a cup of tea. The CEO began the conversation by asking about Derrick's background, and how he had become involved with John's company. Derrick felt nervous because he knew that he would be saying nothing but lies. Derrick continued telling lies and making up stories that never existed to match what he had told the CEO earlier."I have to say, when you first told me about your story, I was deeply touched," the CEO started, his eyes softening. "The courage and compassion you showed is truly admirable. And I'm happy to be able to help John's business in any way I can. It's the least I can do to help him." Derrick felt a rush of emotio
Six months had passed, and Derrick was no longer living with John's family. He had left their house and refused their compensation, but he was glad that he was a great help to them before leaving. Three months after undergoing the exercise therapy, Derrick regained his posture and he could walk on his feet again. At first he didn't have much stamina, but now six months later, he can move around on his feet and go about his normal life like before.In the bustling city of, amidst the cacophony of city life, Derrick’s day began like any other a tireless struggle to make ends meet. As he paced through the crowded streets, he wore a threadbare coat that did little to keep the biting chill of the early morning at bay.Derrick was a man of determination and resilience, but life had dealt him a rough hand. The pale morning sun peeked over the horizon as Derrick pushed open the back door of the bustling café where he worked as a dishwasher. The scent of freshly baked pastries lingered in th
The following day, Derrick couldn't shake the nagging curiosity that the mysterious invitation had stirred within him. As the café buzzed with the morning rush, he pondered the implications of the enigmatic message."What do you think, Ruth?" Derrick asked, handing her the invitation during a brief lull. "Should I go?"Ruth examined the elegant script, her eyes widening as she read the address. "Wow, this is one fancy place," she remarked. "What do you have to lose, Derrick? It could be an opportunity you've been waiting for."Heartened by Ruth's encouragement, Derrick decided to follow his instincts. He knew that attending the meeting might open doors that had been closed to him his entire life.As the day drew to a close, Derrick found himself standing in front of the prestigious address, a stately mansion with an aura of wealth and power that was foreign to him. He hesitated, smoothing the wrinkles in his only suit, before mustering the courage to knock on the massive oak door.The
Derrick was relieved to finally know the truth about his grandfather, Sir Williams. For years, he'd wondered about his family and whether he had any living relatives. Now, he knew that he did, and that they were wealthy and well-connected. It was a huge relief to him, and he felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.As he stood in the opulent entryway of Coast Land, he tried to take it all in. The marble floors, the crystal chandeliers, the paintings on the walls - it was all so different from his usual life. But he felt welcome and accepted, and it still felt unreal to him.Derrick went to the sitting room, where his grandfather was waiting for him. Sir Williams stood as he entered, and greeted him with a warm smile. “Hello, my boy," he said, pulling Derrick into a hug. "I'm so glad to see you." Derrick felt a bit overwhelmed, but he managed to reply, "Thank you for having me, Grandfather."They sat down in comfortable chairs, and a servant brought them tea. Sir Willia
Tom arrived at the mansion and he met with Derrick.“You want me to be your manager?" Tom asked, his brow furrowed in confusion. "I don't have any experience in management, and I'm not sure I'm qualified for the job." Derrick shook his head. "I don't need you to have any special qualifications," he replied. "I just need someone I can trust, someone who has my best interests at heart. I know that's you, Tom. I know you'll do a great job." Tom smiled, a look of relief on his face. "I'll do my best," he assured. "Thank you for giving me this opportunity.""My grandfather told me to find someone I could trust," Derrick explained. "Someone who could help me navigate the waters of business and make sure I was making the right decisions. I immediately thought of you. I know you're smart and capable, and you always have my best interests at heart. I just felt like you were the right person for the job." Tom was touched by Derrick's words. "I'm honored that you thought of me, I promise I w
The next day, Derrick and Tom got dressed and they followed sir Williams to the company. They left in Derrick's new car. The car was a sleek, black limousine, and it purred along the road as if it were gliding on air. Derrick had never been in such a luxurious vehicle before, and he felt a little out of place as he sat back in the leather seats. But he tried to relax and enjoy the ride, knowing that this was just a taste of the life he would be leading from now on. Sir Williams sat across from him, a contented smile on his face. "How are you feeling, Derrick?" he asked."I feel a little overwhelmed," Derrick admitted. "But in a good way. I'm excited for the future." Sir Williams nodded. "It's normal to feel that way. But I think you'll find that you'll settle into your new role quickly. You have all the qualities I look for in a personal manager." Derrick was flattered, and he straightened his tie, feeling a little more confident. "Thank you, sir," he said. "I'll do my best to liv
Derrick went into his grandfather's office alone, his grandfather wanted to tell him some Secrets about the company.Sir Williams closed the door behind them, and Derrick felt a sense of unease settle over him. "There are things about this company that you need to know," his grandfather started, his voice low and serious. "Things that must be kept secret." Derrick nodded, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. "I understand," he responded. "I will keep your secrets, I swear it." Sir Williams took a deep breath, and then began to speak. "The W&B company has a long and complicated history," he added. "It was founded by my father, and he was a ruthless man," Sir Williams continued. "He built the company on the backs of those who opposed him, and he was not afraid to get his hands dirty. But he was also a brilliant businessman, and he made W&B into the empire it is today. After he passed away, it fell to me to take over, and I have done my best to continue his leg
As Derrick watched the news report, Derrick couldn't help but think back to his time at Ruby's company. He remembered the long hours, the endless stress, and the lack of respect he had received. He remembered the times when she had berated him in front of his colleagues, or ignored his ideas in favor of her own. And he remembered the moment when she had fired him without a second thought, even after all the hard work he had put in. "She brought this on herself," he thought, his mind swirling with bitterness. "If she had only treated me better, things might have been different."Derrick got up and switched off the light in his office, he realized that he was the last person to leave the company building. The silence of the empty building followed Derrick as he walked down the hallway and out the front door, the only sound the click of his footsteps on the polished floor. When he reached the parking lot, he stopped for a moment to breathe in the cool night air, feeling a sense of relie