The helicopter zoomed off into the cloud. The seat belt held Draven firmly. Although it was his first time, he sat firmly and comfortably on the seat, not in the slightest scared or nervous as the typical delivery boy he was would have acted years ago. The helicopter swayed around into the clouds, far higher into the clouds, moving in motion. After hours, Draven began to see big cities in tiny microscopic forms. They were slowly getting to their destination. The helicopter slowly moved down from the cloud, moving forward in a diminishing direction. It slowly moved lower into a massive field of a very wide, old-fashioned, luxurious mansion. The men unbuckled their seat belts and got down. Draven followed suit. As they got down, they bowed slightly and carried his bags, heading straight towards the mansion. Draven paused for a moment to look around. Tall security tight gate in golden. A mansion in sparing white, so wide with old money aesthetics. “These people are really loaded,” I

Kira continued, “A few weeks after we left Crestfall City, Mathew sent his men to vandalize the hospital we had you in. If we hadn’t changed your name or erased our identity, he would have found his way to you, Draven.” “Mr. Quil, the doctor who performed my surgery was killed during the attack and vandalism. Eventually the hospital had to shut down.” “I remember days after, I couldn’t eat or sleep, traumatized by the whole event of giving up my baby to save him.” She said, her eyes welling up with tears. “We are not claiming to be innocent here. We fully understand there are consequences for actions, but you need to understand we did it to protect you. You weren’t safe with us either because we were always on the run.” A deep sigh he didn’t know he held escaped his lips. “This Mathew, where is he now?” “He’s serving ten years jail imprisonment, although it’s going to end soon. His men are still very active in operation. After we arrested him and he was taken to prison, he de

The Charm Aura slammed on the maids. Their eyes flooded with admiration and devotion. “Wow… when I heard he would be arriving, I didn’t know he would look this good.” One of the maids muttered to another maid, grinning ear to ear.“Can you see his eyes… gosh, so beautiful.” The other girl replied. “Then he’s so good… Did you see the way he flexed his muscles?” Another said. The head maid cleared her throat, glaring at the three. “Shut it, you two.” Draven, Dennis, Diana, and Kira headed back inside. Dennis glanced towards Draven. “Change into something casual and meet me at the operational room so we can prepare for the update.”“Alright, Dad.” Draven replied, the words rolling off his tongue smoother than he expected. He headed to his room and wore just a singlet top and joggers. He dropped his phone on the bedside stool and headed back downstairs. Kira looked up from the kitchen island. “What would you like to have for breakfast, son?” “Ohh, anything is fine… except fish. I do

The HR manager directed Draven to his office. The office was located directly beside the chairman’s office. It had a floor-to-ceiling glass window with a roof made of broken glass and grey walls. The office was decorated with a little luxury yet a clean and professional aesthetic. Marble floors glimmer under the crystal lights. When he entered, the lights turned on. A wooden plaque with the name ‘Draven Vante’ sat on the table, unapologetically holding influence over whoever was stepping into the room. Dravens ran his hand through its smooth surface. He rested slightly on the glass table, looking around the room. An office here in Singapore and a Company to run in Crestfall, he was really living the best life he never imagined. He stood before the glass window and looked over the busy city. Singapore was far busier than Crestfall. It was a city that never slept, from tales he heard as a kid in the orphanage. And now, he gets to be a part of it. Ad videos blazed over the billboard,

Draven texted the driver, “Come to my office.”After a few minutes, a knock dropped on the door. “Yes, come in,” he said. A young man in cheufure clothes entered and bowed his head slightly. “Master Draven.”Draven stood up, pulling the jacket over his shoulders. “You are the driver?” “Yes, sir.” The young man replied shortly. “Here,” Draven said, placing a pile of flies in his hands. “Take them to the car.” The driver took them and headed out. Draven came out of the office and locked it, tailing behind the driver. They zoom off in a black SUV. Immediately Draven got home, he took a long shower, relaxing under the fall of the cold water splashing on his biceps. He came out, changed into a casual white shirt and red top, and gathered the files on the study table in the bedroom.He had taken notes to query the purchase department and have the heads of sales and HR explain themselves as regards the situation with the three names of employees. A loud sigh escaped his lips. “Now unt