Chapter 1790

Most kids hit 18 full of starry-eyed dreams, cramming in libraries for college exams.

Solomon was different, already in charge of the Osborne Group. He juggled school with business, even transferring from a fancy overseas school to one in Seamar City.

On his first day, he rolled up with bodyguards. It got him hauled into the principal's office pronto.

His parents slinked in, looking guilty, not because they cared about appearances, but because they didn't want Solomon to catch them.

"Mr. and Mrs. Osborne," the homeroom teacher groaned, "we're not trying to nitpick. But Solomon's out of control, playing on his laptop in class, with two goons shadowing him. How are we supposed to teach?"

"Well, Solomon hates computers. I who shoved it on

blinked, unsure she'd

know, our family's got a big business. Someone's gotta take over. Solomon's been running the

nudged him. "Come on. Solomon's not just here

has been killing it overseas. They'd have handed him a degree without classes, but he is 18 now. We

hospitalized. If he found out we were heading to an island for vacation, he'd freak out and

kid. Now that he was grown, they regretted it.

secretaries tailing him? Non-negotiable. Deals worth billions hinge on him. One slip, and next

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