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At a high school reunion, Griffin finds himself out of place among former classmates who flaunt their success while he grapples with the weight of his own choices. As a civil servant, his humble car becomes a target for ridicule, and the very people he once knew as friends morph into figures of disdain. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken judgments and old rivalries, especially when Malcolm—a classmate turned wealthy tycoon—decides Griffin is an easy target for his insecurities.
When a familiar face from the past, Thalia, re-emerges with a striking appearance and a sharp tongue, the stakes rise. Her engagement to Malcolm only adds fuel to the fire of their unresolved history, forcing Griffin to confront feelings he thought he had buried. As laughter rings out at his expense, he struggles to maintain his dignity, but leaving the room proves more complicated than he anticipated. Malcolm's arrogance escalates, and the reunion transforms into a battleground of status and pride.
What happens when the past collides with the present? Can Griffin reclaim his voice against the echoes of his former life? In a world where wealth dictates worth, how far will he go to assert his identity? The night is just beginning, and the stakes are higher than anyone can predict.
Heir vs SoldierChapter 1
I drove a domestic car to attend a high school reunion. By the time I arrived at the hotel, most of my classmates were already there.
They were all doing quite well, driving either Mercedes or BMWs and there was even a black Rolls-Royce.
As soon as I got out of the car, a female classmate whose name I couldn’t remember looked at me with a face full of disdain.
"Oh, isn’t this our class's study committee member? How did you end up like this after graduation, still driving a domestic car?"
During the meal, everyone eagerly toasted the Rolls-Royce owner, completely ignoring me. Only the class leader sat beside me with a glass of wine, offering comfort. "It’s okay. Even though your car isn’t as good as theirs, I believe one day you’ll drive a luxury car too."
The corners of my mouth lifted slightly as I softly replied, "This isn’t just any ordinary domestic car. Its name is Phantom S9."
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If it weren’t for the class leader sending me message after message, I wouldn’t have had the time to attend the reunion.
Out of respect for old friendships, I canceled an important meeting and managed to free up just an hour.