Christian Larsen

The day has come. I'm going to LGC today. After I came back from the lake, I showered and selected a pair of formals for today. After 10 minutes of searching, I decided to wear a grey suit with a white shirt in it and formal brown leather shoes. I did my hair, giving a little bit of a gentlemanly aesthetic, and was good to go.

I didn't want to have any kind of conversation about LGC with either of my parents, so I went straight to Olli's room to meet her as I wasn't going to be there at the breakfast table today because I was about to leave. Olli-Olivia Larsen-my 12-year-old sister, studies at Skywright Middle School, is captain of the BlueSky t-ball team, always wants to try new things, and is mom and dad's possible favorite child. Being the youngest one in the family gives her the privilege to be pampered by every member of our family, including me. Also, she's pampered not spoiled, I make sure of that.

"Chris! Hi. You're going somewhere? Do you have a date? Are you going to bring the girl home? Who is the girl? Is she pretty? I hope she's not from your stupid idiotic group. Is she from your group?" she said all in just one breath.

"Hahaha, no love." I chuckled and clarified. her, as she was confused about why was I wearing the suit all of a sudden today. "I'm going to Larsen Group, came to say you goodbye because I won't be home for the next few hours," I told her.

"Really? Oh my god! This is incredible. Best of luck for your first day. Kill it!" She's sort of my hype man, actually hype girl.

Henry was already waiting for me in the car, right outside the mansion. Without any hesitation and any delay, we left for the Larsen group.

What is Noah doing here this early? I called him at noon and it was only 11:30 a.m. I got out of the car, straightened my suit, and ran my fingers through my hair.

"I thought I told you to come at 12. You're early."

"I know and I also knew you would be early and I wanted to be here for your first day. So, I came." Noah said. His truth was striking through his eyes.

"Appreciate it, man," I told him while caressing his shoulder.

Just when we were about to step inside, a ditzy guy came over. "Mr. Christian Larsen!?" he asked astonishingly. "Unequivocally" I emphasized him.

I think I heard him mumble something to someone standing across the hall. It was a very gigantic building. I mean, I've imagined it as a massive one but this was beyond my expectations. While the ditzy guy had a full-grown conversation with the particular someone standing across the hall non-verbally, me, Henry and Noah were eyeing him to stop.

After a minute that particular someone walked to me with a huge bouquet.

"Welcome Mr. Larsen, we all are so glad to have you here and we hope you'll join us very soon. I'm Emily Forsyth, Sir Larsen's assistant and I'll be your tour guide for today." Just when she stopped, I realized there were tons of employees standing behind her greeting me with big welcoming grins on their faces.

"Thank you, Emily. This is Noah Lancaster, the CEO of Lavents- the best event management company, and this is Henry, my bodyguard, I hope you'll treat them well too."

"Yes Mr. Larsen, I'm well aware of Mr. Lancaster and we're so glad that we got the opportunity to meet you, sir. And I hope we'll get the opportunity to work with your company soon," she said, turning to Noah, to which he nodded "And don't worry, Mr. Larsen. You and your bodyguard won't face any problems here, I'll personally make sure of that." She assured me.

"Yes thank you, Emily. Now, let's all get back to work, shall we?" I said to those employees standing behind her.

"Shall we?" she said referring to the company tour, while waving her hand towards the main hall.

After two hours, we were all done with the tour. She was good at detailing and describing every single thing in the company. She showed me my future cabin, it's humongous. She told me that I could describe to her the way I wanted to transform my cabin, so she could start working on it.

I told Henry to do the necessary paperwork, while I and Noah discussed the workings of the company. He insisted on it and said that I need to understand after all I'm going to take over it real soon.

I appreciate his concerns because the mysterious ''A' with the red heart' has been calling and he's not picking it up instead he is just focusing on the work discussion.

His phone rang again.

"I appreciate it dude, but you got to answer. Pick it up and assure her at least that you're not cheating on her." I told him laughing.

"Shut up man." He said rolling his eyes and smacking my shoulder. He picked up the call.

He technically did assure her that he was not cheating though. She was wondering why he was ignoring her calls as well as why he didn't come to Verdale, the name of the campus, today. She's from the same University!

"Now that's lead," I said playfully eyeing him. "What?" he asked after he was done talking to her. "She's from the same campus." I clarified while rearranging the papers on the table in a normal tone. I heard him muttering something like 'shit' under his breath.

"Alright, yes. She goes to Verdale. But don't tell this to anyone else, please." He said sighing.

"Just tell me who she is and I'll stop once and for all."

"I'm meeting her today after school. You want to come?" He asked me, more like offered. He offered me to meet the mysterious 'A' !?!?!

"Hello? Are you the same Noah, who I grew up with??? How could you ask me to meet her like directly?" I'm confounded. He's being unrealistically surprising. "Do you want to come or not." 

"Hell yeah! Let's go meet the love of your life!" I thrilled. "Let's finish the discussion first, shall we?" He said, I nodded and he started talking about everything I needed to know about how to handle a real estate company. I'm amazed by the fact that he knows everything about Lavents as well as LGC. If his parents were here right now, they'd be so proud of him for handling everything at such a young age.

After we were done, we went to Lavents. Noah was getting calls from his assistant that there was someone who'd like to meet him and would probably won't leave until they met. Turns out it was Matthew Whitman, the owner of Whitman Industries. It was his daughter's wedding he'd like for the Lavents to organize. I was there the whole time, he asked Noah to personally pick the best team for his daughter's wedding, guess he doesn't remember the 2016 backstory with The Lavender Management.

After Noah took over, he changed the name to The Lavents because people were not accepting the fact that Noah's dad, George Lancaster died and he-Matthew Whitman-was the one who tried to taint the reputation of my late uncle Lancaster. Noah saw everything happening live on television, it was all over the news. It was the moment when he decided to work in secret for a bit and then come back with so much more fame, position, and recognition, which he succeeded in.

After Matthew Whitman left, Noah sat down on the couch with his hands resting on his forehead. He seemed stressed and vexed. "He wanted my best team to organize his 'lovely' daughter's wedding which is in two months."

"C'mon man, you're sad about the fact that he asked for your best team? All your teams are best!" I said, sitting down next to him on the couch. "I think he doesn't know that it's the same company he tried to bring down a few years ago."

"What are you going to do?"

"Assign him to one of the interning teams," he said laughing while checking his phone. "It's 4:15 p.m. Time for the one and final meeting. Your meeting to be more specific." he said. He didn't tell me about any meeting.

"What meeting?" I asked him, not knowing what was he referring to. "You're finally going to meet my mysterious 'A' with the red heart, Chris."