“Mid-Century Elegance Events…” As one of the most famous event-planning companies in the country, Mid-Century Elegance Events is one of the top subsidiaries of the Ferremento Corporation. Millions of revenue are generated every month, and they hold power toward the rich families, too. Rich people book an appointment at Mid-Century despite its high fees because of their commendable work, and it is the reason why the management is keen on hiring people in the company. It was hard to land a job at this company, and even his former classmates were rejected when they applied here, too…But not Damian. Little did everyone know, he was working at Mid-Century as a janitor. Now, how could he explain to his department that he’ll be working as an intern starting today? “Is there a problem, young master?” Thaliana asked, lowering the car window. “Master told me that this company will give you more experience and learnings than the other subsidiaries, but if you don’t like it, I’ll tell him.”

“Yes, Sir. I heard it loud and clear,” Diana answered on the other line. “I’ll take care of it now.” “I will also send you the recording later," Damian added and hung up the phone. He looked at John. “You should have changed your attitude while you still have a chance, but you decided to continue being a jerk.” “You don’t think that I fell for your trick, do you? Who will believe that you’re talking to Ma’am Diana?” John asked disdainfully. “I'll decrease your salary. I won't accept your resignation, too. You'll live in misery here." “You have been cheating on the company for a long time. You're passing all your workloads to the employees inferior to you, and resting like you aren't getting paid…” Damian matched John’s intense gaze. “Don’t you think you’re not making everyone live in misery by doing that?” “It's none of your fucking business!” John held Damian on the collar and gritted his teeth. “Why don’t you just turn a blind eye and work like you used to? Why do you need to int

Nicole was astounded after hearing Damian's threat. She should not take his threat to heart, knowing that Damian is only an intern. But her heart racing fast, afraid that Damian would do what he had said. “You may be right. They treat me as an outcast here because I have a lower financial status than them. But remember this. I'll always be superior to you!” Nicole fumed, trying to conceal her nervousness with anger. “So, how dare you threaten me, you freaking intern?” “Threat? Do you think I'm threatening you right now?” In a snap, Damian's gaze became cold and menacing. “This isn't how I threaten people, Nicole. I'm not even starting yet.” And before Nicole could even react, Damian already left the operations department. While walking to the lobby, Damian saw how the other employees threw glances at him. Most of them looked disgusted and shocked because of his presence. They were telling him through their gazes that he didn’t belong there. If only they knew his real identity, al

“HEIRLOOM? No. I’m sure that it came from my adoptive mother.” Damian’s brows furrowed, taking the clip from Veron’s hand. “She had been taking care of me for as long as I could remember. Although we’re not blood-related, I treated her like a real mother for showing kindness to me.”“I didn’t mean to offend you, son,” Veron explained, clearing out his intentions. “It just exactly looks like the Cornerstone family’s heirloom.”As he scanned the silver clip earlier, Veron found out that the heirloom was authentic. Even the texture and the gold glitter surrounding the clip were the same. Veron smiled bitterly as he remembered how Sabrina Cornerstone, his wife, always showed that clip to him proudly when they were together.“I will give this to Damian someday, so he can regain all of my family’s wealth, too,” Sabrina said, smiling as she stared at the clip. “Someday, he will inherit all our businesses, and no one will be able to hurt him. No one.”The Cornerstone family was one of the hig

After hearing Damian's words, Charlotte laughed loudly. Her tears even started to fall as she couldn't take her laughter anymore.“Can you even hear what you're saying? You? Paying for my bags?” She looked at Damian from head to toe. “Do you even know how much a bag costs in this store?”“Bags outside cost at least one thousand dollars each, but bags here in the VIP section cost at least fifteen thousand.” Damian looked at Dollie and smiled. “Did I get it right?”“Yes!” Dollie smiled, but it immediately faded when Charlotte gripped her in the arm.“Stop smiling like an idiot in front of this man,” said Charlotte, gritting her teeth,m. “Did you hear what he had said? He'll pay for my bag. Do you