As Conrad walked away from the Financial District, the artificial world of corporate greed faded, replaced by a much more urgent reality. He checked his watch. It was nearly time to pick up Kylie from the Haven City International Kindergarten.
The school was one of the most prestigious in the city, a place where the children of the elite were groomed for future greatness. Celeste had insisted on sending Kylie there, wanting her to have the best possible start in life, despite the staggering tuition fees. Conrad had mixed feelings about it; he knew that such environments often fostered a toxic sense of entitlement.
He took a taxi to the gates, wanting to remain inconspicuous. As he stepped out, the sidewalk was already crowded with luxury SUVs—Maybachs, Bentleys, and customized Range Rove
