REDEEMING THE OUTCAST SON OF A BILLIONAIRE

ting her off. "You two look good together," she

nsure of what to say. Grace turned to him, her f

up a hand. "This isn't the time

e've stabilized her for now, but her condition is critical. She'

rly uncomfortable

d her voice firm despi

xpenses. Grace's eyes widened as she read it. The amount was astro

er's bed, her hands trembling. "I don't know

r hands, feeling a wave of helplessness wash over him. He didn't have t

out," Adrian said

tears. "How? I don't have anyone to turn to,

earnest. "You've been there for me whe

of the situation pressing down on them. Then,

she said, her voice resolute

t enough. "We need something fast

wondering how her life would tu

ears in the business world. He might not have money, but he had ideas

ted. "We could reach out to people in the commun

al. "Do you really t

ld use social media, local businesses an

ed. "Okay. Let's do it. Bu

eassuring smile. "F

ir plan. Grace shared her grandmother's story, and Ad

mination in Adrian's eyes. He was a man used to winning, and even in

in days, Grace felt

n his life that he felt like he was fig

Grace taught him what she was

es cooling on the counter. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, and his hands were dusted with flo

his work. "Not bad," she said with a small smile. "For so

d good guidance. Plus, I gues

ftening. "Don't say that. Everyone stum

g-term solution, but it was a start. With her modest salary already stretched thin,

ding dough and piping frosting. Yet, oddly enough, he didn't mind. There was some

determination. Despite his clumsiness in the kitchen, he never gave up. He wo

into small plastic bags for Grace to sell at

p out of school?

"I was studying software engineering, but when my grandmother got si

g the sacrifice. "Do you ev

t now, it's not realistic. There's too mu

One day, when things are better, you'll go ba

cheeks flushing slightly

e she'd shown him. His goal was to create a signature snack that could stand out. After several failed attempts and a lot

d Adrian proudly holding up a tray of the

er eyes widened. "Adrian, this is really goo

n asked, his gr

these, we might actually make

ngside the usual baked goods. To her delight, customers loved them. Word sp

emporary solution. They needed something more sustainabl

a towel. The scent of freshly baked goods lingered in the air, and although he was still adjusting t

ound. For once, the world outside seemed quieter, more manageable. But it wasn't long befor

w em

emails had stopped coming. His life had spiraled into uncertainty, and the last thing he expected was for a new job offer to land in his i

the email, half-expecting it to be spam. But w

ty. The email detailed a potential role for him as a brand strategist, leveraging his previous experience in corporate management, something that had

g in his chest. Could this really be happening? Was it possible

rview tomorrow. The position was part-time to start, with the potential for full-time based on

rom work, Greg hesitated for a momen

re tentative than he wanted it

setting down her

e tugging at his lips. "Brand management.

. "That's amazing, Adrian!" she

am. I mean, I don't know if they'll even give me a chance. But it's the

ing a hand on his shoulder. "You have a lot to of

yone to say something like that to him, not after everythi

," he sai

used the suit in recent years, and it felt stiff and unfamiliar, like a piece of his past life that no longer fit him.

he apartment, offering a small but

t. As he made his way to the agency's office, he tried to push aside h

ons in the past few days, but today, this job interview felt like it could be his chance to start over. As

ume?" the man said, stan

trying to muster some confidence d

from him. The room was sleek and modern, the kind of setting Greg had once been

th neatly combed hair and an expression that held both authority and curiosity. There was som

d your background. I'll be honest with you, we don't normally take people with a reputation as tangled as your

e, "Your reputation is ruined" But hearing it again, especially

"But I'm here because I believe I can still contribute. I've learned from m

carefully. There was a long pause before he spoke

g about it, how you were disowned by your family, how your business empire crumbled. Your name has beco

ught off guard. "Y

u think. And that's why I'm offering

twist he'd been waiting for? Was t

rian said, trying t

offering you a job. But it's no

his brow. "Wha

responsibility that comes with managing a company or even doing real work. He's got the name,

a chance to work only as a shadow, to work behind the scenes without ever getting the cred

ian said, trying to wrap

g in someone with your name. But we also can't afford to ignore your talent. You will work as his assistant, his shadow, and he will take all the credit for your c

a position like this, but the reality was clear. It was either

" Adrian asked, trying

will take you seriously after everything that's happened. But if you take this job, you can start fresh. Slowly, quietl

ce, but this wasn't what he had imagined. Was he really willing to work behind