3 Preston

Preston's POV.

Before, I never imagined myself in an office job, working a full 12 hour job. Sitting at a desk and looking at files all day. But, as I got older, I started craving the power that a successful businessman have.

I always knew my father was a well known businessman. But that didn't matter to me. The ten-year-old me wanted a father, not a millionaire. But I didn't get either of them.

When I was just a toddler my mother got full custody of me, after my parents divorced, and moved to the United Kingdom. We lived a good life there. We weren't the wealthiest, but we lived well enough, for me to not be able to complain.

Now, as I turned 22 just a few months ago, I decided to move back to America. For now, I decided to settle with a job at my father's company. But I can't imagine myself being just a president of a company.

My father is the CEO/Founder. And I know I will be taking that position from him sooner or later.

Don't get me wrong. I don't hate my father. But that's just how the world works. One day you're in the office, the next you're jobless hoping the local McDonald's is hiring. And someone better takes your place at your last job.

Most people would think I got my job as the president of the company just because I'm the founder's son. But that couldn't be further from the truth.

I worked hard to get to where I am now. I had to start from the beginning. Just one of the employees of the company, not a CFO, not a COO. Just a regular employee.

My father quickly realized that I was somewhat more advanced than the regular employees and started moving me up, until I got to where I am now.

22 years seems like a very young age to be a president of a company. But who says it's impossible?

Now, since I got you up to speed with what has been happening, let's get on with this.

I was walking through the halls of the big, glass building as my secretary walked up to me.

"Good morning, Mr. Hawthorne." She greeted me as soon as she was close enough. It was just the start of the work day, so I presume she just got here.

"Good morning, Katherine." Since we're going to the same floor we walked together through the hall towards the elevator.

Soon enough we reached the 48th floor wich we both had our offices in. The 48th floor wasn't packed with a lot of people, just as usual. It was quiet, only a few voices were heard. Just how I liked it.

Before we both walked into our offices I reminded Katherine that as soon as she goes into her office and checks the calendar, she should come and tell me my meetings, calls and whatever else for the day.

Katherine was a good worker. Very hard working. She managed to keep up with me even though I wasn't the easiest to keep track of sometimes.

Soon enough, my secretary walked into the room, after knocking on the door.

"Mr. Hawthorne, your plans for the day: You, have a board meeting with some shareholders and the ceo at 9:30 a.m..."

And that's how my day started. Meetings, folders documents, calls. When it was was time for lunch, I drove my white Audi Q8 to a restaurant not too far away from the company to eat.

And just as quickly I came back. I walked through the big Grey doors leading to my office, that, might I add, had an amazing view if you looked through the windows, behind my table, at night. After ten minutes Katherine came in, to tell me "something important", as she described it.

"Sir, while you were out for lunch, I got an email, inviting you to the annual Bancroft cocktail party wich will be held this Saturday, at their house just outside of the city. Would you like me to accept the invitation?" She said, reading off the invitation, that was shown on her tablet.

" Bancroft, you say? Katherine, the Bancroft in question is the same Bancroft from S&O incorporated?"

" Indeed, Sir." She answered looking at me, no feelings evident in her face.

" And the same Bancroft is on quite adequate terms with my father?"

"Yes, sir. Our company has worked with S&O Inc. for the last ten years." She paused before continuing. "So, shall I accept the invitation on your behalf.

" Yes. Please notify Mr. Bancroft that I will be attending his cocktail party. "

This might be a good chance to meet one of the closest partners of ours. And start getting the respect of the other companies as well. Show them that I'm an asset.

A/n.

Hello!! A glimpse into our dear Preston.

You might of noticed that I haven't really described how Preston nor Nadetta looks. For now, I'm leaving that up to your imagination. In a few chapters, both of their appearances will be described!

I wanted to announce that from now on, I will be updating every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. It'll be easier for me to make the best content as I possibly can. Obviously not perfect, but hopefully worthy of your attention.

Until next time, my dear readers. 🖤

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