Falling Into a Happy-go-lucky CEO

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lready know that business has never been a part of my voc

and my best friend Vince had driven me home, leaving my car at the bar. Howev

a while, I heard my mom's calm voice. She w

e. Your brother is still in the hospital,

can't do it!

ee due to negligence in my studies. I was caught cheating during examinations, not just once but multiple times. As a consequence, I was transferred to my Aunt's place in

mong the three siblings. My grandfather served as the former chairman of the board while my dad held the position of CEO. Following my grandfather's death, my father assumed the role

hip, the company achieved unprecedented success, quickly becoming the leading talent agency in the city

ique were indistinguishable. However, there was one aspect of our appearance that set us apart: our hair color and style. I sported a

e did not experience having a girlfriend or even flings during his college days because he was too serious about his studies. But one month ago, I heard he was d

place, my behaviour remained unchanged. I frequently skipped classes and spent my time socializing with friends, often venturing to bars and nightclubs for drinks and relaxation. I engaged in casual f

, not wanting my Aunt to worry about me. However, instead of going b

reat assistance to the family business. It stung a little to hear those words, but I pretended not to be affected. Now,

signaling that a more serious con

position in the meantime. I cannot entrust META to anyone else. Reid has put so much effort i

him!" I protested, sinking back into the

t know when he will regain consciousness," my mom's voice quivered, her attempt to hold back tears was evident. I met my mom's gaze a

not that close but I could not ignore the fact that he is my older twin brother, As my only sibling, I may have a different personality, but I genuinely care for him. I

cause was a brake failure in his car. Despite being promptly taken to the hospital, he s

he accident. Something felt off, and I was determined to uncover the truth

s. I lacked the knowledge and experience to run a business, hav

imply can't do it. You know me. I a

position, dad? He is more capable than I am

owing the tragic plane crash that orphaned him. Uncle Sam married Aunt Josephine, a restaurant waitress, and together they h

the Chief Operating Officer. Given his capabilities, I believed

er let out a heavy sigh

take a rest," my father spoke, rising from his seat and gently tapping my shoulder. Mom followed him, casting me a pleading look as the

untouched since the accident. Taking a few steps down the corridor, I turned the doorknob and stepped inside. Immediately, my gaze was drawn to a large picture frame positioned above the drawer.

had always been a supportive brother, understanding my flaws and defending me against our father's harshness whenever I faced challenges in school. Despite our contrasting perspectives, he consistently showed me kindness. And now, my dear brother lay in the ho

ld be fixed. Perhaps it held some information relevant to my brother's accident. After car