The Promise

is hands around his waist, he shook his head in disgust and sat next to a gigantic fence outside. He couldn't report to the cops or tell anyone what happened. "Where do I go

fice. Like a thief, Luis was dragged to the CEO's office. "I heard about your heroics in my company. So, tell me, did you just escape from rehab? From your outlook, what you require is a good therapy session and not a job. You don't even look fit to work. You're so unkept," the CEO taunted Luis's appearance and completely condemned him. Luis swallowed the insult and didn't fight back. He was determined to get the job. The abusive words meant nothing to him. After realizing Luis had come for a peace talk, the CEO marveled and quit yelling. "Quite impressive for someone who was insulted. I bet a few people would have smashed my head with a bottle. But you are different. What kind of human are you? What's your name?" Flabbergasted by Luis's patience, the CEO was compelled to ask. "Luis Fabio, from Cornerstone College, Southern California, USA. I got robbed of my valuables while I was coming. I lost everything. I need this job badly," he narrated with confidence. "Hold on a sec, did you just say Cornerstone College? Unbelievable!. Don't you recognize me anymore?" The CEO's eyes widened as he stood up and motioned to Luis. "I can't seem to recall your face. Sorry, have we met before?" "Don't be so ridiculous. It's me, Scott Parker. Your best friend from school. Okay, I will make you remember. We mutually agreed to allow our kids to get married to each other in the future. Have you forgotten?" Scott reminded Luis and refreshed his memories. They were best friends and often considered twins by everyone. Not even their parents could separate them from each other. Before graduating, they both made a pledge that would allow their children to get married to each other in the future. Unfortunately, they lost contact and parted ways after graduation. Unlike Luis, Scott has become wealthy and owns Forte Oil, one of the largest oil-producing companies in Southern California, USA. "Good to see you again. I could barely recognize you. You look good! A lot has changed about you. Can't say the same for me. Could you please help me with this job? My daughter needs it," ashamed at himself, Luis faced the ground. He still can't fathom how Scott acquired such massive wealth. Back in school, Scott was the dumbest kid on the block. "Come off it. What happened to you? You were the most brilliant champ in school. You even help solve my math. We've got a lot to talk about. I see you now have a