The Uprising of the Despised Heir

Chapter 81

As the sun tilted to the west, casting an amber glow across the cityscape, Stephen shut down his laptop and meticulously organized the scattered documents on his desk. With a sigh of relief, he stood up and made his way out of the office, accompanied by Raymond, his loyal driver and confidant.

Seated behind the wheel, Raymond, a resilient man with a brown complexion and stylish dark glasses, glanced at Stephen and asked, "Where are we headed, Young Master?"

Stephen, feeling the weight of the day lifting off his shoulders, loosened his tie and shot a sidelong glance at Raymond. "Straight to the penthouse," he replied decisively.

With a nod of understanding, Raymond revved up the engine of the Porsche, driving it hurtling through the bustling Rosewind streets flanked by towering skyscrapers. On the go, Stephen's mind wandered back two decades, to a pivotal moment etched in his memory—the incident that had changed the course of his life.

Lost in thought, Stephen recalled his childhood