It was a typical and boring day for Welbeck. He had nothing planned and spent most of his time lounging on the couch, watching Netflix. In the late afternoon, he dozed off, and before he knew it, he fell into a deep sleep.Suddenly, his phone rang, jolting him out of his slumber. Groggily, he reached for his phone, fumbling with it as he tried to answer the call. However, just as he was about to say hello, the call ended, leaving him confused and annoyed.Welbeck rubbed his eyes and glanced at his phone screen to see who had called. To his surprise, the number was unfamiliar, and he didn't recognize the caller ID. He wondered if it was the wrong number or a telemarketer and shrugged it off.As he sat up and stretched, Welbeck couldn't help but feel disappointed that his phone call had been cut short. He wondered who it was and what they wanted. Despite his curiosity, he couldn't bring himself to call the number back. Instead, he decided to get up and make some coffee.As he waited for
Welbeck trudged along the dimly lit streets, his feet heavy with exhaustion. The weight of countless job applications weighed on his shoulders, their rejections echoing in his mind. It had been months since he lost his previous job, and despite his best efforts, he couldn't seem to catch a break.The sun had long set, leaving behind a desolate landscape that mirrored the emptiness in Welbeck's heart. The street lights flickered, casting eerie shadows that danced along the cracked pavement. He had spent the day tirelessly searching for any opportunity that would restore his sense of purpose, but each door had been slammed shut, each phone call met with a polite rejection.With a heavy sigh, Welbeck finally arrived at his mother-in-law's apartment building. Weariness seeped into his bones as he trudged up the stairs, his steps slow and unsteady. The weight of his failures pressed against his chest, making it difficult to breathe. Welbeck's hopelessness clung to him like a second skin.A
Welbeck's body was weak, and every step he took was a struggle. The weight of his illness bore down on him, leaving him physically and emotionally drained. With each passing day, his condition deteriorated further, and the medical bills continued to pile up, adding to his mounting anxiety.Feeling a deep sense of desperation, Welbeck made his way to the living room where his mother-in-law, Madam Charlotte, sat comfortably on her elegant couch, surrounded by luxury. Her demeanor exuded an air of superiority, and she always made sure to remind Welbeck of his lowly status compared to her wealthy acquaintances. Welbeck approached her, his hands trembling, and his voice barely above a whisper. "Madam Charlotte, I am in dire need of your help. I need money for my hospital treatment. Without it, I fear I won't be able to afford the care I desperately require."Madam Charlotte looked up from her magazine, her gaze cold and indifferent. She took a moment to assess Welbeck, his worn-out cloth
" Young master, you need to come with us", The old man repeated.Welbeck was still stunned and felt like he was dreaming once again.With a mixture of disbelief and desperation, Welbeck spoke up, his voice trembling, "Wait, I think you've got the wrong person. I'm just an ordinary guy, kicked out by my son-in-law, struggling to make ends meet. I don't have any connections with wealthy doctors or anyone of significance."The two strangers exchanged a skeptical glance before one of them, a middle-aged woman, sighed and spoke with a touch of sympathy, "Welbeck, we understand this is overwhelming for you, but there's more to your life than you realize. I am your aunt, or rather, the woman you know as your aunt. I've been entrusted by your father, who happens to be a millionaire doctor, to look after you and keep your true identity hidden."Welbeck's jaw dropped, and his mind raced with a flood of questions. He had always considered the lady who visited occasionally as his aunt, but he nev
Secretly A Quadrillionaire Boss Welbeck woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside his bedroom window. He yawned and rubbed his eyes, trying to remember what had happened the previous night. As he got out of bed, he noticed that his fiancé, Keira, was already awake and sitting at their dining table."Good morning, Em," Welbeck greeted her hesitantly. "I had the weirdest dream last night. Do you want to hear about it?""Of course I do," Keira replied, smiling encouragingly.Welbeck took a seat next to her and started to recount his dream. In it, he was walking through a forest when he suddenly came across a group of animals. They had gathered around a large tree and were staring at a small bird that had fallen out of its nest. Welbeck tried to help the bird, but the animals warned him not to touch it, as it was cursed.He knew what he wanted to say but he changed the dream and made a smart view of what he experienced in his journey to the village.As he finished telling the stor
As a young man, Welbeck never thought he'd end up marrying into the Smith family, the wealthiest family in the world. But after falling in love with their daughter, Keira, he found himself swept up in the world of the uber-rich.At first, Welbeck struggled with the lavish lifestyle of the Arnault family. He came from humble beginnings and was uncomfortable with the idea of living a life of excess. But as Keira's fiancé, he soon found himself embracing their opulent lifestyle.It wasn't until he started working for Keira's father, the powerful trillionaire Bernard Smith, that Welbeck truly realized just how much power and influence the Smith family had. As Bernard's right-hand man, Welbeck learned about the intricate workings of the family's vast empire.At first, he was intimidated by Bernard's wealth and control. But as he gained more experience, he began to realize that the family's power wasn't just about money – it was about their ability to change the world for the better.With
Welbeck was a man in his early thirties, who was deeply in love with his girlfriend, Keira. They had been dating for two years and had finallydecided to take their relationship to the next level and get married.Welbeck was excited about their upcoming wedding and couldn't stop talking about it. He would bring it up every time they sat down to eat, and he would go on and on about how hewanted it to be the best day of their lives.However, Keira was becoming increasinglyworried about the cost of the wedding. She knew that Welbeck had a good job, but she also knew that he had some debts and was struggling to save enough money for a lavish wedding.Keira tried to talk to Welbeck about her concerns, buthe brushed them off, saying that he wanted togive her the wedding of her dreams. He even started making plans for a destination wedding in a tropical paradise, which would cost a fortune.Keira tried to explain to Welbeck that she didn't need an extravagant wedding to be happy. She just
The sun slowly rises while the birds chirp outside, signaling the start of a new day. It's the weekend, so there wasn't a need in rushing to get out of bed and get ready for work. Welbeck stretched his arms and legs, feeling relaxed and refreshed after a good night's sleep.As he lays in bed, he thinks about what he wants to do today. Maybe he has plans with friends or family, or maybe you just want to spend a quiet day at home. Whatever the case is, he's excited about the possibilities.He gets up and makes himself a cup of coffee or tea, enjoying the warmth and aroma as he takes a sip. He turns on some calming music and reads the news while he waits for his wife to wake up. Keira was still not woken from her slumber.As the morning progresses, he decides to get dressed and head out for a workout session but he was thinking if he could opt for a more leisurely morning and take a long shower or soak in the tub before making breakfast.The smell of pancakes, bacon, and eggs fills the
" Young master, you need to come with us", The old man repeated.Welbeck was still stunned and felt like he was dreaming once again.With a mixture of disbelief and desperation, Welbeck spoke up, his voice trembling, "Wait, I think you've got the wrong person. I'm just an ordinary guy, kicked out by my son-in-law, struggling to make ends meet. I don't have any connections with wealthy doctors or anyone of significance."The two strangers exchanged a skeptical glance before one of them, a middle-aged woman, sighed and spoke with a touch of sympathy, "Welbeck, we understand this is overwhelming for you, but there's more to your life than you realize. I am your aunt, or rather, the woman you know as your aunt. I've been entrusted by your father, who happens to be a millionaire doctor, to look after you and keep your true identity hidden."Welbeck's jaw dropped, and his mind raced with a flood of questions. He had always considered the lady who visited occasionally as his aunt, but he nev
Welbeck's body was weak, and every step he took was a struggle. The weight of his illness bore down on him, leaving him physically and emotionally drained. With each passing day, his condition deteriorated further, and the medical bills continued to pile up, adding to his mounting anxiety.Feeling a deep sense of desperation, Welbeck made his way to the living room where his mother-in-law, Madam Charlotte, sat comfortably on her elegant couch, surrounded by luxury. Her demeanor exuded an air of superiority, and she always made sure to remind Welbeck of his lowly status compared to her wealthy acquaintances. Welbeck approached her, his hands trembling, and his voice barely above a whisper. "Madam Charlotte, I am in dire need of your help. I need money for my hospital treatment. Without it, I fear I won't be able to afford the care I desperately require."Madam Charlotte looked up from her magazine, her gaze cold and indifferent. She took a moment to assess Welbeck, his worn-out cloth
Welbeck trudged along the dimly lit streets, his feet heavy with exhaustion. The weight of countless job applications weighed on his shoulders, their rejections echoing in his mind. It had been months since he lost his previous job, and despite his best efforts, he couldn't seem to catch a break.The sun had long set, leaving behind a desolate landscape that mirrored the emptiness in Welbeck's heart. The street lights flickered, casting eerie shadows that danced along the cracked pavement. He had spent the day tirelessly searching for any opportunity that would restore his sense of purpose, but each door had been slammed shut, each phone call met with a polite rejection.With a heavy sigh, Welbeck finally arrived at his mother-in-law's apartment building. Weariness seeped into his bones as he trudged up the stairs, his steps slow and unsteady. The weight of his failures pressed against his chest, making it difficult to breathe. Welbeck's hopelessness clung to him like a second skin.A
It was a typical and boring day for Welbeck. He had nothing planned and spent most of his time lounging on the couch, watching Netflix. In the late afternoon, he dozed off, and before he knew it, he fell into a deep sleep.Suddenly, his phone rang, jolting him out of his slumber. Groggily, he reached for his phone, fumbling with it as he tried to answer the call. However, just as he was about to say hello, the call ended, leaving him confused and annoyed.Welbeck rubbed his eyes and glanced at his phone screen to see who had called. To his surprise, the number was unfamiliar, and he didn't recognize the caller ID. He wondered if it was the wrong number or a telemarketer and shrugged it off.As he sat up and stretched, Welbeck couldn't help but feel disappointed that his phone call had been cut short. He wondered who it was and what they wanted. Despite his curiosity, he couldn't bring himself to call the number back. Instead, he decided to get up and make some coffee.As he waited for
The sun is barely peeking over the horizon, casting its warm, golden light on the rolling hills and lush, green fields. The air is crisp and fresh, the morning dew still clinging to the blades of grass and flowers. The estate is quiet save for the gentle hum of nature all around.As Welbeck approaches the estate, he can see the grandeur and scale of the estate. The rolling parkland stretches out before him, hundreds of acres filled with trees, perfectly manicured green spaces, and expansive lawns. In the distance, he can catch a glimpse of the stately Welbeck, with its centuries-old architecture and regal presence.As he enters through the gates, he is greeted by the sight of grandeur and luxury. The long, sweeping driveways lead him to his destination, with perfectly tended gardens and fountains on either side. The estate is dotted with exquisite fountains and sculptures, each one adding to the beauty and grandeur of the surroundings.As he makes his way toward his office, he pass
Lucifer stirred in his bed, opening his eyes to the muted golden light that filtered through his large, floor-to-ceiling windows. He stretched his long limbs out, feeling the silk sheets smooth against his skin, and scowled.Today was going to be a busy day. Lucifer had a meeting scheduled with his top demons, and he would have to put on his best face even though he felt irritated. He couldn't remember why he agreed to meet with them in the first place, as they always needed micromanaging.But first, he had to prepare himself. Lucifer sat up and surveyed his surroundings, letting out a low whistle of admiration as he did so. His mansion was so grandly decked out in ornate designs that it looked like it belonged in another realm entirely. The ceilings were vaulted and beamed in gold, and the walls were painted with intricate patterns and frescoes.One wall was even made entirely of glass to allow for a scenic view of the fiery hell landscape below. Lucifer liked to watch the tortured s
Lucifer had never really been one to hold back his emotions. When he was happy, he was overjoyed. When he was angry, he was furious. And the founder of the NGO association was about to see that side of him.As Lucifer stormed into the room, Mr. Wilson, the founder of the association, visibly tensed up. He had heard of Lucifer's reputation, of course, but he never expected to meet him in person. Lucifer seemed to loom over him, his eyes blazing with an otherworldly intensity."What do you want?" Mr. Wilson asked, struggling to keep his voice calm.Lucifer's lips twisted into a sneer. "I want you to make Welbeck look less like a secret Quadrillionaire," he said, his voice dripping with venom.Mr. Wilson swallowed hard. "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about. What does Welbeck have to do with anything?"Lucifer let out a low, menacing chuckle. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Welbeck has been using his wealth and power to manipulate the world for his benefit. A
Welbeck gripped the steering wheel tightly as he drove through the cold, rainy weather. The windshield wipers were working tirelessly to clear the incessant rain that pounded relentlessly against the car. His thoughts were preoccupied with the events of the day as he tried to figure out why Lucifer had his sights set on his position as the frontier. Welbeck was a dedicated and loyal member of the frontier, a group of authorities that kept the peace between the human world and the supernatural world. He had been a member of the frontier for over a decade and had worked his way up to his current position as the head of the western district, a role that he was proud of and took very seriously. Lucifer, on the other hand, was a powerful demon who had a reputation for being ruthless and calculating. He had been relatively quiet for the past few years but had recently started making waves with his attempts to take over territories that belonged to other supernatural beings. Welbeck had al
Lucifer was known to be wild, ruthless, and uncaring, he had always lived by his own rules and was never afraid to fight for what he believed in. He had worked hard to establish himself as one of the most powerful men in the business world, but he was jealous of his competitor Welbeck, who had recently won the frontier of the NGOs and became a quadrillionaire. Lucifer saw this as an affront to his success, and he was determined to outdo his rival at any cost.Lucifer often saw himself as a lion, a hunter, and a conqueror, but the sight of Welbeck winning the NGO frontier made him feel like a predator losing its prey. He was envious of Welbeck's success, and he began to wonder what he was doing wrong that prevented him from achieving the same heights of wealth and power as his rival.As he sat in his office, brooding over his predicament, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy whenever he saw Welbeck's name in the press. He wanted to be the center of attention, the one everyone was