"I should assume that you helped me? Thank you," Riley was the first to speak.
"No, I should be thanking you instead!" the man replied with a smile.
‘Thanking me?’ The words rang a confused wave in his mind.
He tried to remember where he had seen the man before. However, it was impossible to put a finger on it.
The grey hair and peculiarly round face didn't strike him like anyone he could remember.
"Are you trying hard to figure out who I am?" the old man asked, seeing the way Riley's face was enveloped with confusion.
"That shouldn't be difficult for you, everyone knows me!" the man added.
However, it got Riley even more confused because now he was sure he had never seen this face before.
And from the way the man pouted with so much pride and confidence, it was a telltale sign that he was someone powerful.
But it was understandable.
Throughout the years, Riley had been tucked away as a househusband, literally living under Sophia's shadow without a life of his own.
He worked directly under her, producing most of the formulas used for the groundbreaking medicines that shot her up to where she was.
Though he had a phone, his social life was zero to none, and the only thing the cell phone was meant for was to receive or give a call to Sophia in case of an emergency.
"You really don't know me?" His brows squinted, and a confused gaze arched into the man's expression for the first time, along with a flicker that Riley could not place.
"My apologies!" Riley responded.
The old man sighed.
"There's no way that you haven't heard of Biotech then!" the man said, and Riley's eyes instantly snapped open.
As much as he tried to avoid gossip and focus solely on his job, the constant whispering of his colleagues streaming into his ears was impossible to avoid.
And one of those gossips that wouldn't leave their lips was Biotech, the largest pharmaceutical company in the world.
Its success wasn't tied to medicine alone; it was merged with technology. One of their groundbreaking works was using AI to create doctors that could run full surgeries unsupervised.
Frankly speaking, they were a giant that ran the cracks of the city, and everyone wanted to associate with them at all costs.
Their rise started when they discovered the universal cancer cure.
Riley didn't realize when his body buckled.
"Are you by any means Leonard Ruit?" The whole of Riley's body burned even though the man had not yet responded.
"Yes, I am!" the man finally responded, and a rushed gasp tore right through Riley's lips.
This was a lifetime opportunity that most people would beg to have. Yet, the man that everyone feared and respected was standing right before him, with a smile on his face that passed beyond courtesy and moved towards the lines of deep-rooted respect.
"Thank you very, very much sir, for saving my life!" Riley now felt even more grateful than before.
"Again, I should be the one thanking you!" His face was serious as Riley watched the old man crash to his knees.
Riley quickly stepped forward, his hands shooting forward in a frantic attempt to raise the old man from the floor, but the old man stopped him.
"Please don't stop me! I always wanted to do this, to thank you for saving my life!" he said.
Riley got even more confused. Apart from his daily business as a medic, he never remembered saving anyone's life.
He rushed towards the old man again in a futile attempt to raise him from the floor.
"I don't think that we've met before, sir, and I've never had the opportunity to save you. You must be mistaken, so please get up!"
The old man chuckled. "You're so modest, aren't you? In fact, you should know that everything I've built, and everything I owe to this company and the world at large, came from you!"
Riley's eyes ran wild. ‘Is the old man drunk?’ he thought.
"A few years ago, I was dying of cancer, and I was ready to go through any experimental procedure if it meant my life would be saved.
"Then someone messaged me on the internet through my post and sent me a blue print with the bold heading: ‘At your own risk!’
"Riley, that blueprint was from you. You saved my life, Riley, and you gave me more time to spend with my daughter, alongside everyone else in the world that suffers from this ailment."
Immediately, Riley's chest tightened as memories rushed into his mind. He remembered every single bit of it now.
It was basically his life's research, and when he presented it to Sophia, she tossed it to the floor, calling him a madman.
Now that he thought of it, it was the same time that Harry came into their lives and she started acting up.
She told Riley to focus on real medicine and stuff that could actually work instead of fiction or daydreams.
He'd been so heartbroken that for the first time in years, he browsed the internet for someone who was looking for an experimental procedure, and he found the person his heart felt most secure with.
Never once did he dare to think that this person was Mr. Leonard, the man who would become the most powerful figure in medical history.
"So... it worked?" Riley's voice cracked, and the old man smiled, tugging on his chest.
"I am living proof, Riley.
"I searched for you for years after. And it seemed like you had been tucked away and hidden by somebody!"
That person was Sophia. After the incident and after she discovered what he had done, she'd grounded him from using a cell phone and made sure he had no access to the internet.
Plus, he was the mastermind of her company, and she wanted him to stay hidden.
Back then, Riley never complained. Now, he saw just how stupid he had been.
"Riley, I need an heir, and it's time for you to take credit for your work. The world has been waiting for you, and the world needs you.
"With Biotech and your mastermind, you will be unstoppable!" The old man shuddered with so much excitement that he seemed like a youth who had just awakened a multi-trillion-dollar idea.
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Chapter 65
Riley arrived at Silver Company earlier than usual.The discrepancy between the two routing records had bothered him throughout the night. It was not proof of sabotage, but it was too important to leave buried beneath the growing collection of Aurelion documents.Beatrice was already in the conference room when he arrived. Two technicians sat beside her, with a set of printed logs and a laptop open between them.“You found something?” Riley asked.“We have a better understanding of the discrepancy,” Beatrice replied. “But we haven't established its cause.”Riley took the empty seat.“Show me.”One of the technicians turned the laptop toward him. Two versions of the routing record appeared side by side.“The older copy came from a preserved backup catalog,” the technician explained. “The newer copy contains the Aurelion identifier. Initially, the difference looked like it might have resulted from the unauthorized changes.”“But?”“The two records were generated at different stages of t
Chapter 64
The response from the storage company arrived shortly before noon.Beatrice read it twice before calling Riley.“They have agreed to search their historical records,” she told him. “They haven't found the archive, but they have confirmed that the old company transferred several boxes of business documents when its operations were reorganized.”Riley stood beside the window in the hospital corridor, keeping his voice low.“Do they have an inventory of those boxes?”“They have a partial transfer register. Some entries include reference numbers, but the descriptions are incomplete. They want us to provide the Aurelion inventory numbers so they can compare them.”“Send the numbers Daniel gave us. Include every variation in the old documents, but keep each source identifiable.”“I've already prepared the comparison sheet.”“Good. Did they mention Martin Shaw?”“His name appears in one of the surviving correspondence indexes. We haven't seen the actual correspondence yet.”Riley looked thro
Chapter 63
The supplier record arrived at Silver Company the following morning.Beatrice had asked the records team to trace the business listed in Aurelion Systems’ old paperwork. By the time Riley reached the office, they had recovered two additional documents from an archived procurement folder.Neither document mentioned the technical archive directly.But both named Martin Shaw.Riley placed the papers side by side on the conference table.“What have we verified?” he asked.Beatrice sat opposite him, with the technical team’s notes arranged in a separate folder.“The supplier existed. We found its registration details and confirmed that it provided temporary storage services to several businesses during the period when Aurelion Systems was closing down.”“And Martin?”“He was listed as Aurelion’s contact for storage coordination. One document concerns equipment collection. The other records a discussion about extending a temporary storage arrangement.”“Does it say what was being stored?”“
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Riley read the receipt again before leaving the hospital.The paper was old enough that its edges had begun to soften. The handwriting was faded, and the description of the property it covered was brief. Yet one line remained clear.Technical Archive — Temporary Storage Pending Final Custody Agreement.Below it was the name that had occupied Riley’s thoughts since the previous evening.Martin Shaw.The receipt did not prove that Martin had stolen anything. It did not even prove that he had kept the archive after Aurelion Systems closed. He might have transferred it to another party, returned it to one of the founders, or followed instructions that were never properly recorded.But someone had received the archive.And the final custody agreement had never appeared among the documents Daniel Mercer retained.Riley slipped the receipt back into its protective folder.“Have you found something?” one of his uncles asked.Riley looked up from the chair beside his father’s bed.“Possibly. W
Chapter 61
Riley was reading through Beatrice's latest report when Daniel Mercer sent the document he had promised.The message contained a scanned letter, three pages of correspondence, and a photograph of a handwritten inventory.Riley opened the letter first.It was dated several years before Aurelion Systems had been dissolved. The writer discussed the company's remaining technical materials and proposed dividing the records into separate collections. One collection would remain with the founders, while another would be transferred to an external storage facility until the ownership dispute was resolved.The document did not identify the storage facility by name.Riley moved to the second page.There, beneath a paragraph about preserving the company's intellectual property, he found a sentence that made him stop.No transfer should take place until all parties have acknowledged the inventory and signed the final custody record.He read it again.Then he opened the handwritten inventory.Most
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Riley was halfway through reviewing Daniel Mercer's messages when his phone rang again.It was Beatrice.“We've found the original migration report,” she said without greeting. “The legacy project folder wasn't simply absent from the current system. It was specifically excluded from one of the migration batches.”Riley put down the notebook in which he had been recording the findings.“Who excluded it?”“That is what we're trying to establish. The report records the exclusion, but the authorization field points to an administrative account. We haven't verified who operated that account when the decision was made.”“Was the exclusion approved?”“The record says it was.”“That wasn't my question. Is there evidence that the person named in the authorization actually approved it?”“Not yet.”Riley leaned back in his chair.“Then we have a record claiming authorization, not proof of authorization.”“Correct.”“Can you establish when the exclusion happened?”“The report gives us a date, but
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