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.

a three-day event. On the first day, 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 panels, followed

that the whole thing started after the dreaded finals. Otherwise, I would’ve been in such a

it. But given the situation we found

in their sleep suits and casual manner. Had they been acting like the bodyguards often seen in

laughed for three minutes straight and declared that I was such a prissy

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

of my connection to my father. While we hang around the lobby until our rooms

are ringed with disbelief. It’s only because of general politeness that they aren’t asking me to spill my life. story

that my father had sired an heir. Some ask why I haven’t been in the public eye until now, because apparently, no one had really been aware that I existed. All the introductions

bizarre, and to be frank,

an elevator, which seems to be made from gold and marble. Seriously, everything was so

if I look as lost as I feel, “what just happened?”