I Am Extremely Rich

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t command of their boss. They all turned simultan

e let out a deep and safe breath, trying to calm his already racing heart

ed from that of pities to that of surp

ard with grace. Each of his steps is screaming wealth. The aura instantly

brown suit with a golden Rolex r

proached him, his body shivering

nsely into James' wavering eyes. He stared at him for moments before saying

tely shaking his head heavily, di

g James' hand emotionally. He didn't retrieve his hand. Just

his bodyguards to dismiss the onloo

day, the man then said to James, "Please, come with me to my office." He ordered, walking aw

on to take next. He turned around, looking in the ol

hat if he's up to no good? Because I can't remember meeting or seeing someone as rich as

ted, biting his lips, having clear doubt

d, "I'll go and see him. If he should harm me, then it's fine, and if not, then it's also fine

rushed upstairs with shaky l

or, and gestured at his bodyguards to stop. They quickly nodded their heads, bowed them in

lid brass, adding an extra layer of durability and sophistication. Its surface was ad

and a high-security lockset. The lock features advanced biometric authentication, a to

e old man input a code and the door

t before. The old man turned and informed, ignoring his su

eplied, nodding although skeptical. He joined in

ery corner of it. All the furniture was nicely arranged in a manner that showed decency an

sionally placed on his table, and artwork p

sence of the air conditioner turned on ga

in the place with his right hand cupped onto his mouth and his left hand holding

ave a seat." He instructed, snapping James out and

eanor now shifts to more seriousness and personal concern. "I

n, "Yes, sir. But it was canceled." He

or a personal reason best known to me." He halted, his gaze fixated on Jame

to hear. "Yes, sir, yes, sir." He quickly no

ere neatly arranged, handing it to the man, "Here

the file one after the other while James wat

the document, his eyes swung ope

, starting to feel uncomfortable but his eyes didn't l

stantly became a place of 'sta

ou stopped all of a sudden. Is anything the matter? I can call your m

eld them back; however, James noticed it. "I'm fine, my son."

reply to him. My son? What does he m

your comment." He corrected, his demeanor slowly changing. "I'm an orphan. Raised on the stree

son-in-law of the William family. I just came here to get a job." He chuckled and

He shakily leaned forward on his seat, shakin

into him, still shaking his head, "You aren't an orphan, son." He r

n orphan?" James asked, rais

red James' heart, breaking the wall, "Be