Chapter forty

“Adrian?” Damien voiced out, looking surprised, but somehow, that surprised look held a hint of sneer.

“Yeah, it’s me.” Adrian smiled, overlooking that.

When some of his classmates bullied Adrian for being so poor, Damien would always tell them that Adrian could turn out to be wealthy, someday. And even when the other kids laughed, Adrian had always taken that word as a ray of hope.

“Wow. It’s been a long time since I saw you. The last time I saw you, you were still looking for a job.” Damien reminded him, and Adrian laughed a little.

“Yes, that’s right. So, you work here?” Adrian asked, happy that Damien found a good job, and was certainly living a good life.

“Yeah, I do. What about you? You came here for a job or what?” Damien asked, out of heightened curiosity.

“No. The receptionist called you minutes ago, to inform you of a client who is here to acquire a building. I’m the client.” Adrian gladly told him.

He was happy to let him know that, just so he could refer to those times whe