ALEXANDER HAMILTON
1320 Words
~Alexander~
I left my magnificent home, which was a magnificent representation of my success and taste.
My maids greeted me as usual, but I just nodded curtly and walked over to my Bugatti, oblivious to the fact that my cook and housekeepers were giving me lengthy looks through the windows.
Idris, my driver, hastily ran to open the rear of my vehicle, and once I took a seat, he climbed into the front seat and we drove to SOL Foundation.
As soon as I got out of my automobile, I started to navigate the company.
The top floor housed the CEO's private office. It was the largest office in the building and the only one on that floor.
My staff started bowing as soon as they saw me walk in the door and said, "Good morning, sir." I'll be honest: it makes me feel on top of the world.
I replied with hardly a word, then made straight for the elevator, riding it to the fifteenth level. Thirteen managers and four assistants were waiting for me outside my office when I reached the summit.
I instantly stopped and said "Where are my two secretaries, do not tell me they are late because they will be fired." I yelled, and nobody could respond as their gazes were locked on the ground.
Then I recalled that I had already fired them due to their incompetence.
I thought to myself, "I really need a new secretary," and I walked into my office.
With a perfunctory nod, I accepted their greetings.
I told everyone, "Let's head inside," and they all followed me inside.
My laptop was in front of me as I swiftly took a seat.
"Let's begin, shall we?" Shortly after dismissing my assistants, I said to all of my managers.
They each started presenting their various ideas, and I was not happy with what I was hearing, so I just frowned as I looked at them.
I started to ask questions after they had all concluded.
"Yes, Mr. Morgan, go ahead. How is the project you were asked to work on going? How much further have you gone?"
Mr. Morgan stood up and started to explain, while shivering.
"Let me look at the file." I said, "This is not what I was expecting, what is happening? " I grabbed it from him and turned the pages. A week prior to this meeting, all of you were notified. And you all weren't ready for an entire week? It seems like you are all tampering with your employment here. I'm not happy at all." I stood up and requested that my senior manager reschedule the meeting for the following day.
I made the decision to go to other meetings, and after realizing that it was almost time for lunch, I left the building with two of my securities.
Upon boarding my Bugatti, I gave my driver the order, "Take me to my favorite hotel."
In a hurry, I asked my senior manager to get in touch with a hotel manager and request that a space be set aside for me alone. I hung up the phone after that.
I exited and made my way to the hotel.
I was regarded as the richest billionaire CEO and the ruler of the city. Most people claimed I was bossy, but some said I was proud, conceited, and even nasty.
Who cares what people think of me, though? Their life is not mine to live. Some said I was gay, and some said I was married.
He had not been spotted with a lady at thirty.
As I waited for my food to be served, it occurred to me that I needed to return to the office to retrieve a few crucial documents.
After a few hours of waiting, I got up and went to my car.
One of my security guards opened the door for me when I arrived, and I went inside to give my driver the go-ahead to start driving.
It was already seven o'clock in the evening when he arrived at the company, so I instructed my driver and everyone else in the building to go home so I wouldn't keep them waiting. I then entered and removed my documents.
I then rode the elevator from the fifteenth level all the way down to the ground floor as I prepared to leave.
I started racing toward a young lady I noticed rushing into my company because I thought she may fall or damage herself because of her quick pace, but she didn't respond to my calls, after calling out to her.
I swiftly caught her after noticing she had lost her balance.
Upon looking up and seeing my face, she was taken aback. "It seems like you know me," I said in response to her gasp and name call. Has it been previously that we met?" Suddenly, I recalled that I was popular around here.
She stood up right away, expressed her regret, and thanked me. She was obviously afraid.
"P!.. please!, please!.. help me!, I'm being chased," she begged. I grabbed her hand and hurried into the nearby store. We could hide here for a while, even though it was a little cramped. The lady with me had walked to a corner of the store, so I looked back at her.
She shook and muttered, "This cannot be happening, no, no, why me?" with her fingers crossed and her face as white as a sheep. I moved in closer, removed my jacket, and wrapped her entire body with it as her teeth started to chatter.
"As soon as we leave here, everything will be calm, so don't get too scared."
Riley had heard of him a couple times from others, so she was shocked when he spoke to her politely. Is it possible that the information that was available on him was inaccurate?
She stammered as she glanced up at him, "Um.. I.... I want to thank you again for helping me out now."
I said, "You're welcome". "Now tell me, why were you being pursued just now?
It was starting to grow hot in the store, so I folded the hands of my long sleeve shirt.
"I can't stay here, I have asthma," she sobbed. Of all people, why me?"
As I checked to make sure everywhere was calm, I saw that the door was stuck. I tried to break it down, but it was not working. I quickly pulled out my phone to call my driver, who answered, and as I was speaking with him, the battery died.
I told her to try phoning someone on her phone. She nodded and made an attempt to put her hand in her pocket, but I could see she was having trouble until her hand eventually reached her chest. She attempted to stand up, gasping for air, and clasped her dress to her chest before collapsing and passing out.
At that point, I had no idea what to do. I knelt next to her and repeatedly tapped her cheek, but she didn't wake up.
Her pulse was really faint when I tested it.
I decided to give her chest compressions in an attempt to wake her up, but she refused to respond. I looked around to see whether she might have brought her inhaler, but I couldn't find it.
I administered her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation while tilting her head, opening her mouth, and bending over her face as a last-ditch attempt at resisting. My driver called out to me while I was doing that, so I told him where I was. He then broke down the door, and I carried the lady and began to run to my car.
“We have to go to the hospital,” I instructed my driver.
Gazing down at the lady, who was still unconscious on
my body, I said to her, "You have to survive this.”
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