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The Second Heir Chapter 105
The conversation in Behav's exclusive meeting room continued to swirl around the enigmatic figure of Greg. The executives speculated and theorized about his background, each theory becoming more outlandish than the last."I heard he's actually a spy sent by a rival company to gather information.""A spy? That's quite audacious, isn't it? What would a spy be doing with a name as ordinary as 'Greg'?"A bespectacled executive chimed in, "Ah, that's the brilliance of it. He's using a fake name to throw us off his trail. No one would suspect a 'Greg' of espionage."Laughter and playful banter filled the room as they concocted wild stories about Greg's origins. The excitement was contagious, and even the more reserved executives couldn't help but join in the speculative fun."And you know what's the most unbelievable part?" the fiery-haired woman interjected with a grin. "I heard he's the child of a powerful politician, and he's here to manipulate this company for his family's political gai
The Second Heir Chapter 106
The room fell into a deep silence after the executive's condescending remark hung in the air like a heavy fog while Greg just remained composed with an unreadable expression as if he had expected some level of skepticism and had come prepared to face it head on.His silence seemed to have unnerved the executive who had just spoken, and a hint of discomfort was visible on his face. He probably didn't anticipate such a calm response from Greg.After a long silence, Greg finally spoke, his voice was measured and confident. "Of course, let's address the elephant in the room first," he began, his tone carrying a quiet authority that commanded attention.The room's eyes shifted from the skeptical executive to Greg, their expressions a mix of curiosity and anticipation as if they sensed that something significant was about to transpire."You see,” Greg continued, his gaze steady. “Skepticism is a healthy aspect of any organization. It fosters critical thinking and ensures that decisions are
The Second Heir Chapter 107
At Havenwood estate…Dylan stepped through the polished mahogany doors of the Havenwood estate, his footsteps echoing softly in the grand foyer. The spacious mansion was a sight to behold, a testament to wealth and privilege. Yet, despite its opulence, the house felt strangely empty today."Hmm, this house seems empty...Is everyone gone?" Dylan mused to himself, furrowing his brow. He had expected at least some of the household staff to be bustling about, attending to their usual tasks. But there was an eerie emptiness that hung in the air. Then Dylan's gaze turns on the ornate grandfather clock standing against the wall. Its hands indicated that it was 10.00 am in the morning which means it was already working hours. "Hm... That's strange, I haven't even seen Greg," Dylan thought aloud, a tinge of concern in his voice. "Could he also leave too? But wait... Where will he go? There's no way he went to behav since his role as an executive begins tomorrow."Dylan pondered before a soft
The Second Heir Chapter 108
The tension that had gripped the exclusive meeting room began to dissipate as the discussion bound to close.Bradley, who was seated in the front, leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful yet composed.The executives exchanged final nods and gestures, acknowledging the conclusions they had reached during the meeting. It was a rare occasion for these formidable minds to come together, and the weight of their decisions hung in the air.With a subtle clearing of his throat, Bradley's commanding voice cut through the lingering silence. "Thank you all for your valuable insights and contributions today. It's through these discussions that Behav continues to thrive and innovate."He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the executives gathered around the sleek table. "Remember, the future of this company rests on each of your shoulders. Let's continue to work diligently and uphold the principles that Behav stands for."The executives nodded in agreement, their e
The Second Heir Chapter 109
The opulent restaurant buzzed with the lively chatter of executives dressed. The air was thick with an aura of celebration as the lunch for the company's top minds felt more like a party than a simple lunch. Crystal glasses clinked, and laughter filled the air as the executives raised their glasses."To our new executive!" Alan's voice rang out, his grin wide and infectious."CHEERS!" The response was hearty and exuberant, a collective toast to Greg's entry into their exclusive ranks.CLANGGGGG!!!The sound of glasses meeting was accompanied by a burst of laughter, the atmosphere celebratory and vibrant. Greg found himself at the center of attention, his position as Behav's new Executive making him the focal point of this extravagant gathering."Hey, young blood!" Anderson exclaimed, his voice louder than necessary. "You need to catch up! Don't be shy, have a drink!"Greg offered a polite smile, his tone formal. "Thank you, Mr. Anderson. I appreciate your offer, but I prefer to take i
The Second Heir Chapter 110
"Hey, Greg," Karel's voice broke the rhythm of their conversation, his tone contemplative. The city sounds enveloped them as they walked side by side.Karel paused for a moment as if choosing his words carefully before continuing, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity. “Do you find it amusing or even fun to pretend to be an executive?”.Greg's steps faltered as he absorbed the unexpected question. He turned his head toward Karel, his brows furrowing slightly in confusion."What do you mean?" Greg asked, his voice steady despite the tumultuous thoughts swirling in his mind.Karel's lips curved into a small smile, his gaze fixed on Greg. "I mean exactly what I asked. Being here, playing the role of an executive, surrounded by all this façade and power. Do you find joy in playing as an executive and hiding your 'identity'?" Karel's words carried an edge that made Greg's frown deepen.What did Karel mean by that accusation? Why was he implying that Greg was merely playing a role, hiding
The Second Heir Chapter 111
"Of course, Master Von Ritcher. Please, come in," Dylan's words carried a formality that was unusual between friends, and Greg couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the unexpected shift. 'I guess Dylan is still mad with me... Well, I can't blame him for that," Greg thought before stepping into Dylan’s room.+++ As Greg already found a comfortable spot in the room, he noticed Dylan approaching him with a tray filled with assorted drinks and snacks.The air hung with a palpable tension, and Greg felt a mix of discomfort with Dylan’s formal attitude, and how he extended the tray toward him as if… they’re just a mere colleague.“Dylan,” Greg paused, his gaze meeting Dylan's as he continued, “You don’t really have to go through all this trouble. Let’s just sit and talk like usual.”Dylan's gaze held Greg's for a moment, and then, with a subtle nod, he replied, "Very well."As Dylan settled into a seat across from Greg, the tension remained palpable, filling the room with an unease that G
The Second Heir Chapter 112
"To Behav!!!" "Cheerss!!!" CLANG!The executive dining room echoed with the clinking of glasses as the group raised their drinks in a toast. Greg found himself surrounded by his colleagues, each wearing smiles that concealed their own motives and agendas. The camaraderie of the moment was tainted by the underlying currents of corporate politics.Amid the laughter and the sound of the clinking glasses, Mr. Anderson’s booming voice cut through the air, drawing everyone's attention. "Hey you youngsterr!!!! You all must try to drink more!! You know you all lose to my daughter she’s just seventeen but she can already drink—"Greg couldn't help but roll his eyes internally. It was a familiar scene – Mr. Anderson's drunken boasts about his daughter's drinking prowess. Glancing at his watch, Greg noted the time: 10.05. 'A new record,' he thought wryly before looking back at Mr. Anderson amusedly.. Mr. Anderson had managed to get himself drunk within just five minutes of starting his drin