After making sure that the corrupt branch director had been dealt with, Lorenzo handed the rest of the paperwork to Derek before driving off to inspect his family’s other subsidiary holdings across the city.Lorenzo made sure to utilize his day and visit more than ten different companies on his own.By the time he was done with the last board review, he realized that he was far from his main condo at Prestige Heights. He drove straight to a high-end estate where Derek had booked a quiet suite for him to spend the night.He barely reached the bed before collapsing onto it and falling fast asleep.The next morning, Lorenzo woke up around eight a.m. with body aches throughout his frame. He had completely overstretched himself the previous day from the relentless workload.He checked his phone and saw Derek’s message pop up:[DEREK]: “Young Master, you still have five more company inspections scheduled for today. Completing these will mark 1% of the total Byers commercial enterprise review

Olivia opened the door and slipped into the car with a bright, genuine smile, her eyes sparkling softly as she met Lorenzo’s gaze. Lorenzo kicked off the car and zoomed off onto the open boulevard, leaving campus far behind. Meanwhile, Olivia turned to look at Lorenzo properly, her breath catching slightly in her throat. Even though she had already seen him stun the entire room at the inter-university event with his jaw-dropping ten-million-dollar donation, sitting right beside him in his unreleased, luxury hypercar still felt completely surreal. He had changed so drastically. His skin, his hair, his tailored suit, his posture, his aura, and his effortless confidence—everything about him radiated untouchable power. How could that be? Wasn't he the quiet, hardworking student who used to do delivery gigs and take on endless side hustles just to pay his tuition? Her mind flashed back to the event, where everyone had stared at him in utter shock. Could Lorenzo have been rich all alo

Lorenzo woke up the next morning feeling all energetic. Today was Sunday, and he needed to get so many things done pertaining to his company. Without doing anything first, he headed straight to the pile of files on the table. The files were tall like a mountain, arranged in front of him. He wondered when he was going to finish them. He opened the files and began to meticulously read them one after the other, putting his signature on some while he discarded some that he didn't agree to. Some files involved projects that his companies were working on, which needed approval, while others involved executive decisions that only he had the authority to finalize. Lorenzo had gone three hours into the work before realizing it when his phone chimed. He looked over at his phone and saw Derek’s message. “Young Master, your grandfather would like you to visit his friend’s company.” As soon as Lorenzo read the message, he sighed. There it was again with another visit request. “And why should

Lorenzo kicked his limousine and drove it at high speed to the bar. He needed to get to the bar on time and also make it back home on time. Although, due to Lorenzo's high speed, he violated road rules by driving at high speed, the road officers did not bother to stop Enzo. Judging by his car, they could tell that the driver was a rich guy who earned a lot. There was no point in stopping the rich; after all, they are the only ones permitted to break the rules. After about two hours, Lorenzo finally arrived at the bar. It was already nightfall when he arrived, and the place was bubbling with music, with people in groups standing outside and having fun. Even though everywhere was a little dark, Lorenzo’s sleek limousine still called attention, and everyone stopped to admire the car and the person who drove it in. Lorenzo alighted from his car and instantly gave the car keys to someone, who drove it off to park. The ladies, upon seeing Lorenzo’s handsome face and his calm aura, couldn

Bianca’s brows furrowed deeply as her grip tightened around the blanket as she stared at him with suspicion and confusion. “I asked you a question,” she snapped, her voice hoarse from stress. “Who are you, and why am I here?” Lorenzo didn’t react immediately. Instead, he calmly unscrewed the bottle of water and handed it to her. “You should drink first,” he said in a composed tone. “You fainted last night.” Bianca hesitated, her eyes darting between his face and the bottle. For a second, she looked like she might refuse, but the pounding in her head got the better of her. Slowly, she reached out and took it, rushing the contents as if she hadn't drunk water for a long time. “Easy!” When she was done, she stopped and turned to Lorenzo, “Answer me,” she insisted again, “What happened?” Lorenzo leaned back slightly, studying her. “I found you behind the bar,” he said. “Four men. You were unconscious by the time I got to you.” Her face went pale instantly as she began to remember