As the doors to the conference room swung open, Arnold was met with a wave of enthusiastic applause. The sound echoed in the grand room, filled with polished wood and towering windows that offered a panoramic view of the city. His heart pounded in his chest, but he forced himself to keep his posture steady. ‘Is this really happening?’ he asked himself, trying to grasp the gravity of the moment.At the head of the long table, his grandfather, Aron William, sat in the main chair. His presence commanded respect, even more so with the way the board members looked at him—admiration and reverence in their eyes. The lawyer stood quietly to the side, his expression neutral but attentive.Aron raised a hand, silencing the applause. He began to speak, his voice deep and measured. “Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve been running this company since I was eighteen years old.” His eyes scanned the room, ensuring that every person’s attention was locked on him. “Sixty years,” he paused for a moment to catc
Arnold leaned back in his seat, a sly smile playing on his lips as he glanced at Rex, who looked at him back without questioning anything. The hum of the car’s engine was low, almost a whisper compared to the storm of thoughts brewing in his mind. ‘Time to give Ethan Black a taste of his own medicine,’ Arnold thought as he dialed the claims adjuster.The phone rang twice before a crisp, professional voice greeted him, “Good morning, Mr. William. How can I assist you today?”Arnold’s voice was smooth, but there was an edge of amusement in it. “I believe you can. I need to discuss a certain claim—against Ethan Black.”The adjuster paused, likely taken aback by the mention of such a high-profile name. “Before we proceed, Mr. William, I need to verify your identity for security purposes. Can you confirm your full name and the vehicle involved?”Arnold rolled his eyes slightly but complied. “Arnold William. Vehicle registration number… BXL111.” He delivered the information casually, almost
Arnold was dragged into the police station, his hands bound tightly behind his back. He kept his head held high, even as Officer Jackson roughly pushed him into the interrogation room. The door slammed shut behind them, and Officer Jackson wasted no time sitting in front of Arnold, his eyes full of malicious intent."You think you’re someone special, don’t you? Driving a car like that, but dressed like a beggar. Who do you think you’re fooling?" Officer Jackson asked as if he was sure about Arnold being the car thief.Arnold met Officer Jackson’s gaze, his voice steady. "I don’t need to fool anyone. The car is mine. It was a gift."Officer Jackson scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "A gift? From who? Santa Claus? Or maybe you’ve conned some old sugar mommy."Arnold’s jaw tightened, but he refused to take the bait. "My grandfather gave it to me. That’s all you need to know."Officer Jackson laughed, a harsh sound that filled the small room. "Grandfather? Is that the best you can
Arnold could feel his blood boiling as he stood in front of Diana and Ethan, their sneers fueling his anger. The situation was escalating out of control rapidly, and despite his best efforts to stay calm, their nonstop mockery was pushing him to the edge.“So, Arnold,” Ethan began, his tone dripping with disdain, “Oh my, oh my, still trying to play the big shot? It’s pathetic. You can’t even afford a decent suit, and you want us to believe you own this car?”Diana laughed, the sound cold and cutting. “Honestly, Arnold, you’re better off admitting you’re just a thief. It might save you from further embarrassment.”Arnold’s fists clenched at his sides, but he forced himself to respond calmly. “Keep talking, Ethan. You’re only digging a deeper hole for yourself. And Diana, you know nothing about me anymore.”Ethan’s smirk widened. “Oh, really? Is that why you’re driving this stolen car? Because you’ve suddenly become someone important? You’re still the same loser who couldn’t hold on to
After Rex’s announcement, the tension in the room thickened. Mike, the once-powerful CEO, stared at Arnold in disbelief, his face pale. “You can’t be serious,” he stammered, his voice trembling.Rex’s expression remained icy. “You heard me correctly. It would be effective immediately, Arnold William is the new CEO of this company. As for you, Mike, you’ll be working as his assistant.”The shock was evident in Mike’s eyes, but he knew he had no choice. Decades of service to the company flashed before him, and the thought of losing everything he’d built was too much to bear. He swallowed his pride, bowing his head. “I… I understand,” he muttered, barely able to meet Arnold’s gaze. “I’ll do my best as your assistant, Mr. William.”Arnold looked at the man who had fired him so callously just a few hours ago. The tables had truly turned, and the power dynamics had shifted in his favor. He decided to address one of the issues that had plagued him during his time here. “Your first task,” A
Leaving the villa, Arnold couldn’t shake the mix of anxiety and determination brewing inside him. The reality of his newfound status still felt so dreamy, but he knew there was no turning back. As they drove in the Lincoln, the butler, Rex, remained calm and composed. His presence was a silent assurance that Arnold wasn’t alone in this.The sleek car pulled up in front of Star Corporation, the building towering above them, a familiar yet now foreign sight for Arnold. He took a deep breath as they stepped inside the lobby. The memories of his last day here, being fired over the phone, still stung.“Let’s get this over with,” Arnold muttered, encouraging himself as they walked toward the reception desk.The receptionist, a woman named Sarah, recognized Arnold immediately. A smirk spread across her face, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she greeted him. “Oh, Arnold, what are you doing here? Didn’t you get the notice? You don’t work here anymore.”Arnold opened his mouth to respond, bu
After a series of advanced security checks, the car finally passed through the grand gates. Arnold’s eyes widened in disbelief as the estate came into view. Lavish gardens stretched as far as he could see, and the mansion itself looked like something out of a dream. He sat there, speechless, as the car came to a halt in front of a mansion where two rows of people stood at attention.As soon as the car stopped, Aron William stepped out , his presence commanding respect. “This is my grandson,” he announced loudly, his voice echoing with pride. “And the heir to the William family.”Arnold felt a wave of emotions surge through him as he got out of the car. The rows of people bowed deeply, showing him a level of respect he had never experienced before. It was overwhelming, but there was a strange sense of belonging that warmed his heart.“Come with me, Arnold,” Aron said, leading him into the mansion.The lavish hallway was beyond anything Arnold had ever imagined. Crystal chandeliers hun
Arnold’s eyes widened in disbelief as he took in the luxury car his grandfather had just handed him. “Thank you, Grandpa,” he said, his voice trembling with awe.His grandfather responded with a warm smile and a gentle pat on Arnold’s hand. “You’re welcome, my boy. Remember, this is just the beginning. Much more awaits you.”Arnold settled into the luxurious seat, the soft leather embracing him in comfort. The fresh, calming scent of the forest inside the car helped ground him as he tried to process the surreal turn his life had taken. “I never imagined I’d be sitting in a car like this, let alone owning one,” he murmured, almost to himself.Aron chuckled, pride and amusement in his voice. “Life has a way of surprising us, doesn’t it? This car is just a small part of what’s coming your way. You’re stepping into a world you never dreamed of.”Arnold turned to his grandfather, seeking reassurance. “I’m not sure I’m ready for all this, Grandpa. It feels… overwhelming.”Aron nodded, unde
Arnold blinked, looking at the man who addressed him with such familiarity like he was his lost family…The room was quiet, the only sound was the steady beeping of the heart monitor. He tried to think if he knew the man before but he gave up after a wave of nausea hit him. “Who are you?” Arnold’s voice was barely a whisper, his heart pounding as he looked at the old man. He felt an overwhelming mix of fear, confusion, and a strange sense of familiarity.The old man’s lips trembled as he spoke, his voice shaky with emotion. “Arnold… I’m your grandfather. My name is Aron William.”The name echoed in Arnold’s mind, clashing with everything he had known. “That… That’s impossible,” he managed to say, his breath catching in his throat. “I grew up in an orphanage. I was told I had no family.”Tears welled up in Aron’s eyes, spilling over as he gently cupped Arnold’s face with trembling hands. “My boy… I’ve been searching for you for so many years. You do have a family, and I’m here now.”“