All Chapters of I am the Heir: Chapter 121
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Still Obsessed
A few days had passed since the disastrous livestream that completely incinerated Nicole’s digital reputation. The fallout was catastrophic. Her social media accounts, once boasting hundreds of thousands of followers, were now warzones flooded with tens of thousands of hateful comments. Local fashion brands tore up her sponsorship contracts one after another, and her name had become the most toxic piece of gossip on campus.That afternoon, in the quiet corner of a semi-formal bistro tucked away from the bustling city center, Nicole sat with massive black sunglasses covering half her face. Across the table, her three closest friends—Eveline, Joanna, and Ava—sat with a mix of awkward sympathy and mounting anxiety. The vibe at the table was heavy enough to suffocate someone."I am absolutely not letting this go!" Nicole hissed, slamming her manicured fist onto the table so hard the water glasses rattled. She ripped off her sunglasses, exposing bloodshot, swollen eyes from days of zero sl
A Heavy Temptation
The night had fully settled by the time Dylan parked his black sportbike in the private lot of the secluded restaurant.The moment he walked through the heavy double glass doors, a host in a sharp black suit immediately offered a deep, respectful bow. It was as if his arrival had been expected down to the exact minute. "Mr. Dylan? Right this way, sir. Ms. Young is already waiting for you in the private dining alcove," the host said smoothly, gesturing toward a corridor lined with plush crimson velvet carpet.At the end of the hall, tucked inside a semi-private booth screened off by intricately carved wooden panels, Nicole sat elegantly. A small candle flickered in the center of the table, its low light dancing across her low-cut, high-fashion evening gown. Her jaw had been visibly tense, but the second she saw Dylan strolling toward her in a casual button-down, she quickly forced her features to soften.Dylan pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down, his expression completely un
Loser
Dylan pressed the phone to his ear after making sure he was a convincing distance away from Nicole, though he kept his voice loud enough to echo perfectly down the quiet hallway.On the other end of the line, Leo sounded completely lost. "Yo? Bro, why did you text me telling me to call you at exactly 8:15? What’s going—""Oh, hello! Good evening, sir! I am so incredibly sorry for the delay in taking your call!" Dylan interrupted, his tone instantly pivoting into pure, unadulterated panic. He even forced his shoulders to slouch, perfectly mimicking a terrified employee getting reamed by his boss.On the other end, Leo’s mouth fell open. "Huh? Sir? Dylan, who the hell are you talking to—""Please, sir! Please don't dock my pay this month!" Dylan began acting his heart out, raising his voice a full octave into sheer desperation so Nicole could hear every single word from the living room. "I’m begging you, sir! The late shift report from yesterday was entirely because the shop's computer
The Litmus Test
That morning, the early sun washed the city streets in a thin, pale warmth. A week ago, a job posting at Pacific Maritime—one of the largest and most prestigious global logistics and shipping conglomerates—had sent shockwaves through the senior class group chats. Out of thousands of resumes submitted, today was judgment day for the lucky few. The candidates who had survived the initial screening were facing the most brutal step of the process: a final, face-to-face interview at corporate headquarters.In a modest home on the outskirts of the city, Leo stood in front of his mirror, checking his reflection one last time. He wore a crisp, freshly ironed white button-down paired with tailored black slacks—the universal uniform of the hungry job seeker. He held a thick leather portfolio containing his resume, transcripts, and copies of his presentation materials tightly against his chest."Wish me luck, Grandma. I'm heading out for the interview," Leo said, his voice trembling slightly und
Who Made the Cut?
Catching their breath in the top-floor waiting lounge of Pacific Maritime, Leo and Ben finally let out a collective sigh of relief as they stepped off the elevator. In the tense downtime before their names were called, the two guys took the opportunity to break the ice. Leo quickly realized Ben was an insanely sharp engineering major, while Ben was genuinely impressed by Leo’s calm, unshakeable selflessness during the sidewalk incident with the old man.The day's testing regimen was absolute brutal torture. It ran the gamut from complex logistics strategy exams and live maritime crisis management simulations to intense personality profiling. Out of the dozens of top-tier c
Job Hunting
Clara stood outside an eight-story office building in the heart of the financial district. After months of firing off dozens of resumes to every firm in the city, an interview invite had finally landed in her inbox. The company was Vanguard Consulting, a mid-tier financial analytics firm leasing space on the fifth floor.For Clara, the interview was an absolute lifeline. As a senior on a full scholarship trying to survive in a big city without a dime of family backing, every dollar counted. Her rent was already past due, and her grocery budget was down to double digits.Wearing a crisp white button-down and a tailored black skirt that hit just below her knee, Clara stepped into the fifth-floor reception area. The office was eerily quiet and sterile.She sat on a leather sofa in the corner, holding her document folder tightly in her lap. A cold-faced receptionist stepped out from behind a cubicle and offered a quick, clipped briefing."Good morning. You three are the only candidates wh
Building a Business
A few days after the soul-crushing job interview, the atmosphere inside Leo’s humble family home felt noticeably different. The modest house with its aging tiled roof sat at the very end of a narrow residential alley, serving as the morning gathering spot for three lifelong friends: Leo, Clara, and Dylan.Leo’s grandmother had just served three steaming mugs of tea alongside a plate of fresh fried plantains before excusing herself to rest in the back room. At the wooden table, covered in a faded floral vinyl tablecloth, the three sat in a small circle. Pale morning sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting long shadows over three young graduates standing at a major crossroads in their lives."So..." Clara kicked off the conversation, slowly stirring her tea. "You mentioned on the phone yesterday that you had something crucial to lay out, Dylan. We're all here. What's the plan?"Dylan reached down into his black backpack, pulling out a thick navy blue binder. He set it down dead ce
Rejected
After the harsh rejection at the first property, the trio didn't waste any time. Dylan's sport bike and Leo's aged scooter wove through the heavy evening rush-hour traffic toward the second address on Clara's app: an eight-hundred-square-foot office suite on the third floor of a mid-sized commercial building on the edge of the financial district.Unlike the previous property manager, the building owner welcomed them warmly. The space was clean, featuring floor-to-ceiling glass windows that overlooked the main avenue and pre-installed fiber-optic lines neatly wired along the baseboards. After a quick negotiation, they agreed on a very reasonable monthly rent.Without delay, the hard work began. Over the next three days, the vacant, white-tiled space was transformed into a fully functional startup headquarters. Tasks were divided with surgical precision based on each person's core strengths. Dylan took full ownership of the technical architecture and cybersecurity framework. Leo managed
Refusing to Back Down
Clarissa entered Dominic Haugland’s office after knocking twice. In her hands, she carried a folder containing the meeting log and the walk-in application she had just received in the VIP waiting lounge.Dominic, who was reviewing quarterly financial reports, didn't look up from his papers, but his deep voice broke the quiet. "Who was out there?""Three young graduates, Mr. Haugland," Clarissa replied, her tone calm and thoroughly professional. "One of them was on your shortlist for special review yesterday. And... the second was Dylan."Dominic froze, his pen hovering over the page. "Dylan? He came here in person?""Yes, sir. They brought a proposal for an integrated cybersecurity framework for our logistics network," Clarissa explained. "Dylan asked for an impromptu meeting with you today to present it."Dominic leaned back into his heavy leather chair, tapping his fingers against the armrest. "And what did you tell him?""I turned him away, following standard corporate protocol," C
Old Flames Die Hard
The stinging rejection inside the top-floor boardroom of Pacific Maritime Tower didn't crush Dylan, Leo, and Clara. If anything, Dominic Haugland’s icy dismissal became high-octane fuel for their fire. The three of them understood a harsh reality: penetrating the armor of a corporate titan required far more than raw passion and bravado. They needed airtight proof, regulatory compliance, and a technical framework so flawless it couldn't be questioned.Over the next four weeks, their startup headquarters transformed into a non-stop war room. The LED panels inside their newly leased office burned straight through the night, casting a sharp white glow across the quiet industrial waterfront. The massive whiteboard lining the main wall overflowed with flowcharts, encryption schematics, multi-layered data defense models, and dense notes on international maritime law.Every member of the team pushed themselves to the absolute limit. Leo poured his energy into regulatory compliance, liaising w