Friends

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As Crystal and Michael observed Levai making his exit from the mansion, Crystal handed over a set of documents to Michael. Within those pages was a significant request – to change his last name from Brillantes to De Sanders. Crystal handed Michael the documents. "It's time to make it official. We're changing your last name from Brillantes to De Sanders." Michael looked at the papers with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. "This is a big step, Crystal. Are you sure about this?" With a reassuring smile, Crystal said. "Absolutely, Michael. It's about embracing your true identity and the legacy of the De Sanders family. It's time to make it official." "Why is it necessary for me to change my last name?" Michael asked, studying the documents in his hands. Crystal explained. "In order for you to be in control of everything, to truly take the reins of the most wealthy family in the city, changing your last name is a crucial step. It's about securing our family's legacy and influence for the future." Still in shock, Michael nodded and quietly said. "Okay then." The weight of the decision lingered in the air, and as he agreed, he knew his journey was taking an unexpected turn. He then signed the documents, a signature marking not just ink on paper but a commitment to a new chapter in his life as a De Sanders. After Michael signed all the documents, Crystal added. "The mansion will be under your name, and all the shares and businesses that the De Sanders family possesses in this city will now be under your name, as Michael De Sanders." The weight of the responsibility and the enormity of the transition settled on Michael's shoulders as he absorbed the magnitude of the changes taking place in his life. Crystal then brought up the matter of Levai's car, suggesting that Michael could use it for the meantime. However, she emphasized the need for him to purchase the most expensive car in the city. Not just for personal preference, but as a representation of the De Sanders family's status and Crystal's image as the most sophisticated and wealthy woman in the city. With that, she handed him the key. Receiving the key and contemplating the weight of the family's expectations, Michael responded. "I appreciate it, Crystal. While I plan to purchase a new car in the future, my immediate preference is to maintain a low profile. Living as a regular student, free from the complexities of revealing my true identity as Mister De Sanders, is something I desire for the time being. It's about enjoying a sense of normalcy before fully embracing the responsibilities that come with our family name." "If that's what you want, Michael, go ahead." Crystal replied. "It's a choice even our grandfather made all this time. Embracing the freedom to live a bit more inconspicuously before fully stepping into the spotlight is a path he chose, and you have the same liberty. Just remember, when you're ready to reveal your true self, the De Sanders legacy will be waiting for you." The dining table was a spectacle of abundance, adorned with an array of delectable dishes that seemed to rival a royal feast. Michael, immersed in the opulence of the setting, couldn't help but be in awe of the flavors and aromas that filled the air. The room itself seemed to come alive with the rich tapestry of cuisine laid out before him. As they delved into the sumptuous meal, Crystal seized the opportunity to further enlighten her younger brother about the vast De Sanders empire. Each dish served as a backdrop to the unfolding narrative of their family's legacy. The companies under their umbrella were not just businesses; they were powerful entities that held sway in various industries. Amid bites of exquisite dishes, Crystal painted a vivid picture of the diverse portfolio of enterprises, each with its own story of success and innovation. She spoke of the global reach and the impact their ventures had on economies worldwide. Michael found himself drawn into the intricate world of business, where strategy, vision, and influence interwove seamlessly. The dining experience became a journey through the corporate landscape, a tantalizing preview of the responsibilities and opportunities that awaited Michael as a De Sanders. Crystal, with a seasoned grace, shared insights into the intricacies of managing diverse ventures, from technology and finance to fashion and real estate. It was a veritable masterclass in the art of business, with each course representing a chapter in the De Sanders success story. Amid the indulgence, Michael couldn't help but marvel at the scale of their family's endeavors. The lavishness of the surroundings mirrored the magnitude of their influence, leaving him with a sense of both privilege and the weight of responsibility. The journey into the heart of the De Sanders legacy had just begun, and each exquisite bite was a taste of the extraordinary path that lay ahead. "Alright, Sis." Michael said with gratitude in his tone. "I think I'll head back to the dorm now. I want to keep things low-key for a while." Crystal nodded understandingly. "No pressure, Michael. Take all the time you need. And, of course, if there's anything that requires your attention, I'll shoot you a text or give you a call. You're officially part of the family business now." Michael grinned appreciatively. "Thanks, Crystal. I appreciate it. I'll be in touch, and I'll get used to all this sooner or later." "Absolutely." Crystal replied, her tone supportive. "We're here for you. Don't hesitate to reach out if you need anything. Now, go and take it easy. Adjusting to this new chapter will take time." With those parting words, Michael left the mansion, contemplating the monumental changes that had just transpired in his life. Behind the wheel of Levai's sleek black car, Michael navigated the city streets on his way back to the school. Grateful for the driving lessons and assistance from his friends in the dorm, who had helped him obtain a driver's license, he couldn't help but marvel at the newfound freedom and luxury the vehicle offered. The hum of the engine and the smooth ride served as a stark contrast to the challenging days he'd spent working hard at the cafeteria and enduring the taunts of classmates. Pulling up to the school gate in Levai's sleek black car, Michael noticed the guard's shocked expression. Rolling down the window, he decided to keep a low profile and quickly came up with an explanation. "Hey, it's not mine." Michael said, offering a friendly smile. "It belongs to Marvin, my dorm mate. We're heading out on a little vacation tomorrow, so he asked me to bring it here today." The guard, recognizing Marvin's name as part of a prominent and wealthy family in the city, nodded in understanding. "Ah, I see. No worries then. Have a safe trip tomorrow." As Michael drove into the school premises, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself, realizing that even in a luxurious car, he could maintain the facade of a regular student, blending into the background of academic life. Parking Levai's car in a discreet spot, Michael hurried back to his dormitory. Upon entering, he found his two friends, Kier and Marvin, already back from their Saturday activities. The room buzzed with their presence, and Michael couldn't wait to share the incredible events that had unfolded during the day. "Guys, you won't believe what happened." Michael exclaimed, a mix of excitement and disbelief in his voice. Seated with his friends in the dorm room, Michael felt a surge of trust and camaraderie. The urge to share his newfound identity and the extraordinary turn of events grew stronger. Taking a deep breath, he decided it was time to confide in his two best friends. "Guys, there's something I need to tell you." Michael began, his eyes reflecting a mixture of nervousness and excitement. "I'm not just a regular student, and my life has taken an unexpected turn." As he unfolded the tale of his true identity, the vast wealth of the De Sanders family, and the responsibilities that came with it, Kier and Marvin listened intently. The room filled with a palpable sense of shared astonishment and wonder. Michael, sensing the disbelief in the room, assured them. "I know it sounds unbelievable, but it's the truth. I've just found out that I'm Michael De Sanders, the heir to one of the wealthiest families in the world." Kier and Marvin exchanged glances, grappling with the enormity of the revelation. The mere idea that their friend, who had endured the struggles of a scholarship student, was now part of an elite family seemed surreal. Marvin, trying to make sense of it all, questioned. "Wait, are you serious, or is this some kind of joke?" Michael, still processing the reality himself, replied. "No joke, Marvin. It's as surprising for me as it is for you. I just learned about it today." Marvin added. "So, what's the plan now? Are you going to live like a billionaire or stay low-key?" Michael replied. "For now, I want to keep a low profile. I value the simple life we've had here, and I don't want things to change too fast. But I need your support in navigating this new chapter." Michael, with a sly grin, continued. "Oh, and about the car? It's parked in the dorm lot. I may have told the guard it's Marvin's, and we're taking it for a spin tomorrow. You know, to keep things low-key. But hey, why not make it true? We'll roll in style to the De Sanders Manor. What do you say?" Marvin and Kier, still processing the whirlwind of information, couldn't help but c***k a smile at the unexpected turn of events. Michael, feeling a surge of excitement, suggested. "So, let's go tomorrow at the De Sanders Manor? Crystal mentioned I needs to go there tomorrow so everyone can be introduced to him as their new boss. But afterward, we can chill, play, and enjoy the amenities. What do you guys think? A weekend getaway at one of the family's properties sounds like a plan, right?" Kier exclaimed."Are you for real? We get to chill at the De Sanders Manor?" Marvin added excitedly. "Well, I can't believe it. We're in, Michael! Let's do this!"
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