2026-08-19 20:59:05The look in the old man's eyes was rather confusing. Then his wrinkled face shifted to a smile.
"You will know soon enough...that sometimes the things we see are not what it seems like." He said quietly. He rested his back on the car seat. George stared at him for a moment,
"He knows something that I don't.." his thought said inwardly,
"So.....Whitemore.....how rich is Whitemore?" George was throwing off his gaze at the window. He noticed they had driven past a gate and the serenity looked heavenly, it was night but he could see the beauty of the greenery.
"Rich? That's an insult.." the old man scoffed. "We are money itself" he boasted, and just immediately, the car drove into the vast beauty of a kind view. The Whitemore build stood tall and Eminent, the golden light casting off its beauty. The building looked like the house of a British king, with the same structure and design. From the marble pillars to the gold-lit windows and the center fountain, it was just perfect.
The car came to a stop, as the bodyguards got out to open the car doors. George stared in wonder, Leo told him how magnificent his house was but this was
mind-blowing. He walked over to the other side to meet his grandfather, who had a beam of a smile plastered on his face.
"Welcome home, son."
George is still trying to take it in, "This is your house?" He asked again in disbelief, it was thrice the size of the Langston Mansion.
"Yep..." Just then the maidservants lined up, and the male servants all dress elegant, gave a short bow.
"Welcome home, Mr. Whitmore!!" They greeted,
Whitemore....the name sounded weird but powerful he had been Garcia his whole life, just then, Leo walked out,
"Finally.... you're welcome sir" he said warmly, and shook his hands then to his grandfather, "you're welcome sir.... Everything is ready" he said.
"Thank you, Leo " the old man smiled warmly, then turned to George.
"Let's go in?? A lot of people are very eager to see you.."
"Huh? What people?" He asked, and the old man and Leo shared a look and smiled.
"I put up a small party with our family friends and a few who heard of you.." Before George could say anything he pulled him by the wrist gently. "Come on, you have to say hello." His old voice mixed with excitement.
As soon as they got in, everyone stood up and gave a short bow, "Welcome home, Mr. Whitmore"
A confused George whispered to the old man,
"What's with the bows...?"
"Let's just say aside from being the richest family in the country we're kinda royalty." He cooed, "Let me introduce you to everyone.." but then stopped as he turned swiftly to Leo,
"Leo, get him dressed and ready"
"Sure, Sir.."Leo answered the turn sharply to George, "Let's go?"
George looked around, the eyes on him, none held the usual judging or disdain look in them, his chest tightened, "Let's go "
Leo led him to the elevator, the ride was quiet but then Leo broke it saying, "Your grandfather has waited for this moment his whole life. He adores you"
"Adores me?" George scoffed, "More like he abandoned me."
"It was for your own good. I'm not supposed to tell you this but we're having problems and it looks like someone is trying to distort the company, your grandfather is too old to be concerned about the affairs of the company and there are limits I can't go for the company, I'm just his PA, you're going to be a good help." Leo answered.
"So someone is trying to swindle him?" The sense of hurt immediately overwhelmed him, he realized that just as he dealt with the Langstons alone, his grandfather had his battles.
"Yes....and I’ve prepared everything. When the time comes, you’ll have full access." Leo answered.
"Good..." George answered. "On a second thought, I'm glad you are with him."
Leo smiled, "I take him as a father." He said, then the elevator door opened on the fifth floor, "Let's get you ready for the party."
But George stopped on his tracks, "about the debts ...the Langston company "
"Ah ha...with the number of shares we bought, we could buy the company."
"They used their house as collateral?"Leo stared at him and nodded shortly.
"Yes, they, did.... Why?"
"Seize it and kick them out.."
Curiosity patched his face, "Why?" Leo asked.
"I just bought it" George smirked, then said, "So where do I dress up?" He asked.
Leo stood in distraught, "In there.." he said pointing at the room, the stylist was waiting.
"Thank you..." George walked away.
Leo shook his head, "You're indeed a Whitmore...."
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.
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The welcome home party had continued, as soon as George got out of the elevator, he looked different, well trimmed and dressed in the midnight blue tuxedo suit, his hair lay back, revealing his finest features.
As soon as Mr. Whitemore sees him, he smiles, walking up to him,
"You look just like your mother" he said softly.
"Thank you for this...."George finally says. But his grandfather just nods, as he turned to everyone, it was a simple dinner party, not more than twenty guests in the building.
"Everyone....my grandson, George White more" he announced as everyone ululated in applause.
He then cleared his cracked voice and said, "Thank you to you all, for taking out of your tight schedule to pay your due respect to my grandfather.. I'm happy to be here and with time I hope to get to know you all." George said sharply, as everyone rounded in applause.
"You can mingle and get to know them " His grandfather said patting his shoulders before heading to meet with some of the guests.
A few had walked up to him, to share a handshake, a little talk here and there, finally, he was all alone, he walked over to the mini bar,
"A glass of wine please..." He breathes out. Staring at his fingers, something was missing, his wedding ring.
The glass of wine was poured, by the bartender, and he nodded,
"Thank you..." As he took a sip, a voice said from behind.
"Now who would have thought the Langston Messenger was the long-lost son of my god-grandpa?" The voice was directly familiar, George turned swiftly, his eyes popped in shock.
"Kyla?" He called.
"Hi George, we meet again." She said with a wide smile.
"What are you doing here? You work for Lily's hotel right?"
Lily burst into a hearty laugh, "I own Lily's hotel, you dummy. My name's Lily as well" she chuckled.
"What?"
"Yes...and" she looked around, "where's your wife? I'm excited to meet the woman you spoke so highly of this afternoon."
Gorge instantly felt a pang of betrayal, looking quietly at Kyla,
"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked out of the blue.
Kyla stared in shock, "Huh?" Her voice trailed, "No...I guess...why?" she asked, her eyes darting around.
"Would you be my date to a wedding?" His heart skipped, what was he doing? But she locked his gaze at her waiting for her response.
Kyla blinked for a moment, and the room suddenly began to shrink then went silent.
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Chapter 13: Ex wife and Husband
When George arrived, te office went up in an uproar. Bianca sat behind her desk unaware of his arrival, her supervisor walked in,she stood up hand him the stack of files."I'm done with this Sir." She said slowly.He frowed, "what are you still doing here? Th CEO just arrived. Put your table in order and let's welcome him." He said and walked out.George walked through the door, that woman actually said "step aside will you so that Mr Whitmore can be shown to the office please sir" As soon as he walked in, Bianca knew. She stood numb, Leo walked in, glanced around at the thick stale room they were all in, gave her the most accusing look he could and declared "Bianca allow me to introduce Mr Whitmore" as they both looked at her blankly, then at each other, and George looked at her with his top two buttons undone, a blank but menacing glare as though they were daggers and then stated "my assistant tells me that I already need to know... Bianca you are working in my... " and after a pa
Chapter 12: I Want to See Her
The glare of the setting sun hit George Whitemore"'s eyes from the tinted windows of the matte black Bentley, and blurred across his view into a dizzying muddle of concrete and light. He jolted with a slight tremor from the engine, though nothing from the vibrating rumble could penetrate the turmoil within his chest. Four years, it had been. Four soul-crushing years since she’d shoved his plain silver ring back into his fist in the bedroom. Her eyes was cold and hard as flint, and yet here she was-an item that the city, and for all intents and purposes, his own empire, had already learned-walking the floors of the Whitmore Group every single damn day. The nerve of it.'Terminate it,' his own internal voice, steely and absolute.But as the Bentley picked its way through the chaotic streets of downtown, it felt as though a suffocating fist was tightening around his throat. He saw Bianca again, standing with impossible defiance before her family’s dilapidated ancestral manse in the dyi
Chapter 11: Kick her out
Bianca stood distraught. Her mind was reading a thousand things at once. Her very own husband was staring at her in the flesh but this time he was way more than she had imagined.His hair well laid back, fitted in a well expensive suit that clung to his body perfectly. She had always known he had the body for tuxedos.George stood looking at her, she looked stressed and tired. Life must have dealt with her.She laughs in disbelief, " what are you doing here? Where's Mr. Whitemore? Do you work for him?"George's eyes squinted in displeasure. The guards holding her up looked at her like she had just committed a grave mistake. "Do I.....work for him?" He asked again, this time his voice low."What makes you think that I work for him?""That's the only explanation why the Whitemores would want this house. This is even half of what they owned so why ?? " She says."So you think I twisted the mind of Mr. Whitemore, to buy this house as revenge?" He asked simply."Yes, so please George... yo
Chapter 10: Mr. Peasant Trillionaire is Back!
Four years later.....The private jet landed, and and George stared outside of his window, while he sipped the cocktail drink in his hands. The flight attendant, walked sharply to him,"Mr. Whitemore, we've landed." She said he remained quiet, his gaze still fixed on the view right out the window. He turned slowly to her and gave a short nod.He had changed in the last four years, his face was more structured, and his torso packed with abs, years for workout. His long hair was shorter now and lay back, but his eyes remained the same, cold, and empty.He got out of the plane, staring at the city which once held this pain, "Welcome back, Mr. Whitmore" Leo's voice said, distracting his thoughts, he had changed in four years as well, he was well built, and a few beards were growing in the right places."Leo..." George reached out, and as he shook his hand, the guards lined up as they opened the GLE jeep for him. "Your grandfather awaits you..." Leo answered.In no time, the car was heade
Chapter 9: His Mistress
The crack never sounded. For a moment, she couldn't believe her own ex-husband was taking his mistress's side."You're sticking up for her?" Bianca sputtered; looking up at George with an expression of sheer disbelief. "In front of everyone?" Obviously, the whispers began anew. "He was cheating on her." "I knew he was no good." "I always thought he would." The whispers built into a roaring tide, the air thick with the electricity of the reception. Marcus, his face crimson, stormed forward. "You bastard!" he bellowed at George, then turned and glared at Kyla. "And you, you are if you must know, you're attached to what a disgusting parasite!" Kyla's brow furrowed, The shocked look in her eyes morphed into a look of puzzled amusement as she looked between Marcus and Bianca. "What is wrong with everyone?" Kyla stammered as though they could hear her. Suddenly, as the argument was about to continue, Henry Downs stood before them exuding authority."That's enough of that," he replied
Chapter 8: A New Love
The Langston open field had been decorated to the nines-or so the planners had intended.Each of the twelve ivory rose and pale gold floral pillars that marched the length of the yard, stood dressed in the most diaphanous white silk. Each floral arrangement, twined through the ivory roses, connected in three varied sizes of diamond and crystal chandeliers suspended by arches, strung over the rows of precisely arranged plump chairs spread over the lawn, their lights flickering in the light of the diminishing sun. Business moguls, politicians, and socialites alike sat face to face, awaiting the biggest wedding of the society season.Right in the center of it all sat a giant floral altar at the end of a long, white aisle, complete with white flowers. The scene could have been a wedding advertisement, and was picture-perfect.It was just not for the bride.Bianca stood at the opposite end of the white aisle from the guests and bridegroom who would be arriving in a few moments, her face a
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