Benjamin skated through the city streets and was having fun, but his thoughts were still on what he should name the company he wanted to start with Rebecca. “I think R&B would be good. I’ll ask her opinion first.”

As he was passing by a school, he saw a familiar person. The old guard at the main gate was picking up a cigarette off the ground. “Damn these kids. I told a few of them to not smoke inside the school, so they’re leaving cigarette butts right where I sit.” He shook his head and was about to sit back in the shade, but Benjamin swiftly came to a stop before him. He recognized Benjamin.

“Devon… what are you doing here?” Benjamin asked. “I made a fixed deposit for you, and even gave your son some money. So why are you here, working as a watchman?”

Devon, the old butler who had worked in the Sterling villa for decades, lowered his head in shame. “They took the money from me, Benjamin, and kicked me out.”

Benjamin had already expected it, but still, hearing it from Devon’s mouth