Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir by Ryker Helios

45. Taste of business world.

The forum is taking place on the East coast, in New York, no less. And I for one, had never been to New York. In fact, I have never had the pleasure of leaving the west coast to visit anywhere else no matter how I wished, and my abysmal bad luck struck whenever there was a field trip organized for my class whenever there was something exciting going on. And that was saying something, considering how I rarely got sick.

But the few times I did, it was almost always on days when exciting field trips were scheduled. Which meant that I got the visit some boring powdered milk and dairy product factory which was just a stone’s throw away from Clandestine city, but never got to visit New York in the eighth-grade field trip because I apparently got food poisoning from some bad selfish after mom took me to an all-you-can-eat buffet the night before at a newly opened seafood restaurant.

And I wasn’t even allergic to it. Those damn oysters had just not agreed with me.

So, I was as excited as a puppy just to embark on this trip. And that excitement was almost enough to drown the sheer nerves I had regarding the forum.

The North American Business Forum was one of the biggest annual corporate events in this part of the world, and in order to participate in it, you had to get an invitation. And in order to get an invite, your company should be noteworthy. Almost every company in the country strived to get in, and only five hundred invites were sent per year.

I did not anticipate Zelt Tech getting an invite this year, and apparently, neither had Gerald. We thought we had years to go before we became noteworthy in any kind.

But we were pleasantly surprised.

there was an introduction, followed by lunch and some panels. The second day was entirely dedicated to various panels, events, sub-forums et Cetra. The third day had the final

executives of our company were participating in the whole thing, and I was just glad that the whole thing started

our trip. At first, it was embarrassing, and when the idea was suggested, I really wanted to veto it. But given the situation we found ourselves in, we did not know what will happen. While the shooting was mostly concentrated in Clandestine city, and occasionally the Empire

bunch of executives in their sleep suits and casual manner. Had

three minutes straight and declared that I was such a

by bodyguards, where the forum is taking place. It’s a giant fie star sot that looks

until our rooms

general politeness that they aren’t asking me to spill my

I haven’t been in the public eye until now, because apparently, no one had really been aware that I existed. All the

is bizarre, and to

which seems

I feel, “what just happened?” I find myself