Michael Chen led Harry through the gleaming corridors of TechNova Industries until they reached a spacious corner office with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city."Please, have a seat," Michael said, gesturing to a comfortable chair across from his massive desk.Harry sat down, feeling slightly overwhelmed by the opulence of the CEO's office. "Thank you again for this opportunity, Mr. Chen.""Call me Michael," he replied warmly. "Now, tell me, where specifically would you like to work within the company?""I'm really interested in the tech development side," Harry said enthusiastically. "AI, machine learning, software architecture—that's where my passion is."Michael nodded approvingly. "Excellent. We have a fantastic team in that department. I'll introduce you to the manager later this week.""That would be great," Harry said."However," Michael continued, "for now, I'd like you to work directly with me as my assistant."Harry blinked in surprise. "Your assistant? I thought

Frank's expression twisted into something between amusement and contempt. "You think I'm giving you attention because you matter? Don't flatter yourself, Harry. You're just a distraction when I'm bored. Something to play with until I get tired of you.""Is that what you tell yourself?" Harry asked quietly."That's what I know," Frank replied coldly. "You're irrelevant. You always have been, and you always will be. The only reason I even acknowledge your existence is because watching you struggle entertains me."Harry felt the words like knives, but he refused to show any reaction. "Are you done?""For now," Frank said with a dismissive wave. "But don't worry—I'll be back to remind you of your place soon enough."Frank walked away, leaving Harry standing alone in the street. As he watched his adoptive brother disappear into the night, Harry couldn't shake the feeling that Frank was becoming increasingly unhinged. The hatred in Frank's eyes went beyond simple rivalry—it was something da

The revelation hit Richard Anderson and Frank like a physical blow. Their confident expressions crumbled as they stared at Michael Chen standing protectively beside Harry."This... this can't be right," Frank stammered, his voice losing its usual arrogance. "Mr. Chen, do you truly know who this person is? Harry Solomon isn't trustworthy. He's manipulative, dishonest—""I said mind your business," Michael cut him off, his tone sharp enough to draw blood. "Or you'll be the one escorted out of this event. Do I make myself clear?"Frank's mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air, but no words came out. The threat wasn't empty—everyone in the ballroom knew that Michael Chen had enough influence to ban someone from every major industry event in the city."I apologize, Mr. Chen," Frank finally managed, his face burning with humiliation. "I was just concerned—""Your concern is noted and dismissed," Michael replied coldly. "Now, I suggest you return to whatever you were doing befor

Gage stood there for a moment after Harry walked away, his mind churning with doubts and revelations. Everything Frank had told him was unraveling, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted his decision to support Frank's claim to the company.He turned back to where Michael Chen was standing and approached him again."Michael, I need to be honest with you," Gage said quietly. "I'm already regretting my decision regarding Solomon Industries.""How so?" Michael asked."Frank Solomon isn't what Harry thinks he is," Gage replied. "I've been reviewing the company's financial records, and there are serious irregularities. Money laundering, possibly. Connections to criminal organizations. And now, seeing how he lied about Harry..." He shook his head. "I made a terrible mistake.""So what will you do about it?"Gage's jaw set with determination. "I'm going to make the necessary arrangements. The company should go to its rightful owner—Harry. Frank doesn't deserve it, and more i

Harry's excitement was palpable as he launched into his explanation. "I've been thinking about AI-powered educational platforms that could adapt to individual learning styles. Something that could provide quality education to people who can't afford traditional schooling.""Go on," Michael encouraged, leaning forward with genuine interest."Imagine a system that uses machine learning to identify how each student learns best—visual, auditory, kinesthetic—and then customizes the curriculum accordingly. It could provide personalized tutoring at a fraction of the cost of human tutors, making advanced education accessible to anyone with a smartphone.""That's brilliant," Adeline interjected. "The global impact could be enormous.""Exactly!" Harry's eyes lit up. "And it wouldn't just be for children. Adults could use it for career training, learning new skills, even language acquisition. The platform could democratize knowledge in a way we've never seen before."Michael nodded thoughtfully.