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?"

flashed an awkward grin. "Well, Solomon hates computers.

The teacher blinked,

our family's got a big business. Someone's gotta take over. Solomon's been running the show. The school stuff? He mastered it ages

"Come on. Solomon's not just here

and Erica went on, "Anyway, he has been killing it overseas. They'd have handed him a degree without classes, but he is 18

"There is nothing else, right? We told him we were hospitalized. If he found out we were heading to an island for vacation, he'd freak out and refuse to go

kid. Now that he was grown,

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

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