LEARNING TO WIELD POWER
Author: C.E Osaghae
last update2026-01-13 01:50:17

CHAPTER 12

Adrian watched as a maid placed a plate before Miguel, an exquisite dish of lobster in poblano chile cream, draped with black truffle and a shimmer of gold leaf.

It was nothing like the raw, glistening carne cruda on his own plate. The difference was stark. It told him everything. Miguel was human.

He still couldn’t fully process the fact that he was sitting across from the richest man in Mexico. Sharing a meal with a living legend.

“You should stop staring at Mr Miguel, Adrian,” Rafael said, a playful smile touching his lips. “You’re making him shy."

Adrian quickly averted his gaze, his face warming with embarrassment. He hadn’t realised how openly he’d been staring.

“I can’t help it,” Adrian confessed, his voice lower. “It’s hard to believe I’m eating at the same table as him.”

Rafael chuckled, a soft, slightly mocking sound, amused by Adrian’s reverence.

“Actually,” Miguel interjected smoothly, his smile polite but genuine, “I am the lucky one, Boss.”

Adrian’s brow furro
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