"Chapter 21- Dumb Conversation"

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"H-Hello? Klein, I'm just kidding," Tristan said wondering if Klein hated what he did, "I know, because, we spent the 9 months together so why would you miss me already," Klein said biting his lips from embarrassment, "yeah... have you eaten?" Tristan switched the topic, "I haven't, but I ate a lot of snacks," Klein said leaving the balcony, "I see, when will you come back?" Tristan asked, "you asked me this several times already, I told you to wait didn't I?" Klein chuckled, "you don't know how bored I am without you," Tristan said while looking at his company's enormous window, "I- just play some games, I have to go, Goodbye," Klein ended the call immediately,

'was I too much?' both of them thought after they ended their conversation.

***

[the next day]

As the sun rose in the sky, he went in a dark car along with his grandma, "after you," he said to his grandma while he opened the door, "thank you," she said while going in the car, 'slam!', he closed the door after he went in, "are you nervous?" she asked, "I am not," Klein shortly answered her question, "I see, then good luck earning your employers' trust," she muttered before the car moved.

***

"Good morning, I am Klein Adrien, the son of your former CEO," Klein made an impression on his employers, a lot of mumbling got out after he introduced himself, "so he's the son of our Former CEO,?", "he looks trustable,", "will he handle the company well?", "he looks too feminine and he resembles the madame well,", "can we trust him?", "I heard he just graduated from college, and he's 23... so young,", his employers kept mumbling forgetting he's in front of them, a loud sound from a cane made them stop,

'CLACK!'

all of the employers stopped and they looked at her, "he is my grandson! and the daughter of your former CEO! do you think he can't handle this!? are you doubting my grandson!?" she said angrily, "n-no madame," they all answered to her question, "Good! no one has the right to doubt the person who has a higher position than them!" she left them speechless and quietly awkward, she looked at Klein and whispered, "you have more potential than you think, do you think I took you in because you're just gonna inherit the company of your mother? no," she said, "I took you in because I saw the potential in you to inherit all my wealth and the company as soon as I die," she continued and left Klein in the room,

the employers showed courtesy to Klein and went to their workspace quietly, "did I make them, quiet?" he whispered to Stewart who is beside him, "no, sire, your grandma just did her job," Stewart whispered back, "let me escort you to your office," Stewart said and walked away along with a woman with brown hair.

***

"This will be your office, sire, it's not quite spacious but I hope you don't mind," Stewart said while opening the glass door for Klein, "It's alright, this is all the space I need," he said thanking Stewart, "but, what will you do now? I am the permanent CEO of this company," Klein asked Stewart, "I served your family for 35 years, as the madame wished me to be the temporary CEO of this company before searching for you, I am just a loyal servant of your family, and I will continue to serve you until the last of my breath," he poetically said with a smile in front of Klein, "Thank you, Stewart," Klein said, "this is your secretary, Abigail," Stewart introduced him his secretary,

"I am Abigail Collins, it's a pleasure to meet you," she genuinely said, Klein nodded with a smile, "let's start working, Abigail," he ordered, "Yes, sir," she obediently said.

***

"MFA means Modern Furniture and Antiques of the Adrien's," she explained the company name, "I didn't know we sell antiques," he said looking at the handed papers, "we have 24 antiques, 15 of them are hiding in the company attic," she said reading the list she's holding, "why? are 15 of them broken?" Klein asked with a brow raised, "no sir, we hid them because we think those antiques will not be profitable for the company, so it will be useless if we try to sell it,"

"Canada is full of tourists, most of the tourists could be an antique collector, even if the antique doesn't seem profitable we have to try, antiques nowadays are hard to find," he said, "because most of the antiques are destroyed not long ago because they think it's old and hideous to see," he continued while looking at Abigail, "I see, you have a good point, sir, here are the pictures of the antiques in the attic," Abigail opened a folder in front of Klein,

"they look profitable in my eyes, it looks durable also, kindly take out the few three of them," he ordered, "only three of them sir?" she asked, "before we sell all of them, we have to sell a few of the wooden antiques, first to know if the antique will really be a good sell, once we sold the three of them we'll bring out 3 more, just trust the process," he said turning the page of the folder, Abigail looked at him with a spark in her eyes, Klein glanced at her, "why are you looking at me like that, Miss Abigail?" he asked while sweating, "you will manage the company well due to your knowledge about business, it's kinda admirable a youngster like you will manage your mother's company," Abigail laughed, "well, I put a lot of hard work to be where I am now," he said while scratching his neck, "that's admirable, you see... I got pregnant early,"

'is she gonna narrate something personal in her life? I... should I just listen?'

"and I didn't get to achieve what I really want to be because of my foolish self," she said with a gloomy expression on her face, "but, you put a lot of work to be where you are right now, just like what I did, so there's no reason to go back to the past because you changed your fate by working hard to earn money, whatever your dream is... you will soon reach them along with your daughter," he said looking at Abigail, suddenly Abigail started to shed tears, "Ah- Are you alright Miss Abigail??" he asked while giving a napkin, "I'm fine, my eyes are just sweating," she joked while laughing, "thank you, Sir Klein, I will buy you lunch later," she insisted, "I'll look forward to it," he laughed.