Lucian’s POV
Rage flared within me, clouding my vision. This company, a legacy from my grandfather, felt like both a gift and a burden. I wasn’t born into wealth; I never even met my father. The abrupt transformation into this life took years to accept, but now it was suffocating me, and I needed to vent.
"I can't handle this anymore," I said, sweating despite the cool air. "How can those faceless shareholders keep sending their lackeys here, turning every meeting into a battleground? Today they want higher dividends, tomorrow they want a bigger slice of the company's assets."
"Honey, don't let them get to you," my mom soothed, her voice full of sympathy.
"Why shouldn't I? I'm human, working tirelessly, yet they keep demanding more. It's like they're draining the life out of me."
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