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Author: Michy Gaza
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The drive home was quieter than usual, the hum of the car a soothing backdrop to their conversation.

Alexander gazed out of the window for a moment before speaking. “When I was sixteen, my grandfather passed away. He was the original founder of the Blake Group. His death hit my father hard, but it also left a gaping hole in the company’s leadership. My dad, Lawrence, stepped up, but he was more of an enforcer than a visionary. The board respected him, but they didn’t fear him.”

Sarah listened intently, her usual playful demeanor replaced with genuine interest.

“I was always close to my grandfather,” Alexander continued. “He taught me the ropes early on, how to negotiate, how to recognize talent, how to think ten steps ahead. When he died, I think a part of me felt responsible to carry on his legacy. So, I started working part time at the company during school breaks, absorbing everything I could.”

“Were you the prodigy everyone claims you are?” Sarah teased gently.

“Maybe,” he admitte
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