SECRETLY A QUADRILLIONAIRE BOSS

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 story, Welbeck looked at Keira expectantly. She blinked at him in confusion before asking, "Okay, but what about your sleep? Did you sleep well last night?"

Welbeck paused, surprised. "Uh, yeah. I think so. Why?"

Keira rolled her eyes playfully. "You always tell me about your dreams, but you never mention how well you slept. I just wanted to make sure you got a good night's rest."

Welbeck laughed, realizing that she was right. "Thanks for looking out for me, Em. And yeah, I slept well. I don't remember waking up at all."

Keira smiled satisfied and leaned over to kiss him. "I'm glad to hear it. Now, how about we make some breakfast?

Keira cut him short and came back in the next 30 minutes with dishes served on a tray.

"The espresso suddenly tastes more bitter than it already was".

Welbeck said and he continued to sip it.

After another sip on the mug, his gaze focused on a particular spot, and he placed it down on the table.

His eyes burned with unshed tears, and he bent his head low. Although he was confident that he was well disguised, a part of him couldn't help but feel unsettled.

He had been seated at a lone table, at the far end of the dining table, watching, and observing as much as he could.

His throat itches, and with tightly clenched fists, he restrained himself from taking another sip of his espresso.

"It'd be my sixth cup yet, and I am not satisfied. I needed caffeine".

He screamed out.

Seated a few tables from him, was the very one person Welbeck had been spying on for days. From his spa sessions to his gym routines, he followed him all the way. Without his knowledge of course.

At that moment, he was having a blind date with a renowned writer. For whatever reason, they chose a modest cafe to meet up. Although she was putting on a sunshade, he could tell who she was. And that was because he knew every one of his schedules.

Their light laughter floated over the table, and a numb feeling crept around his heart.

Welbeck sniffed, and turned away, wondering why he was reacting the way he was.

Wondering why for the past six years, he didn't want to witness any intimacy from his gender, towards him. Wondering why he was attracted to the old man that always passes by.

He knew what he could offer to him one day and that was what he had gained.

He was going to be a quadrillionaire in disguise and he had reasons for keeping it a secret.

Keira looks at his fiance's face in shock, he has been murmuring words to himself which she can't tell what it could be.

"It's everything okay babe?"

Keira asked, still positioned her eyes on his.

With a smile and chuckles, Welbeck told her to calm down and concentrate on her meal.

"I was just thinking about how I can meet up with your family as we discussed the other time".

He lied.

Keira took a deep breath and continued to eat her food whilst Welbeck grins and continues with his.

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As Welbeck opens his eyes from his nap, he feels a dampness in the air and hears the distant sound of church bells tolling. He sits up and looks around, finding himself in a small, dimly lit room with stone walls and a straw mattress on the floor. A small window is set high in the wall, letting in a faint light. He feels disoriented and cannot remember how he got here.

He stood up and inspected the room, finding a small wooden door on one wall with a metal keyhole. The door is locked, and he has no idea where the key might be. He realizes that he needs to find a way out of this room and explore this strange place.

Just as he was about to get to the door, he heard his name mentioned in the dream.

"Welbeck, "Welbeck".

The voice echoed and he paused.

As he tries to turn back, he feels a pat on his back, he turns and finds out it's Keira.

He woke up in shock and gave out a terrible scream.

It was just another night in the concrete jungle, filled with the hustle and bustle of city life. The air was thick with the scent of street food and cigarette smoke, and the neon lights of the city buildings illuminated the night sky.

Welbeck made his way down the busy street, he couldn't help but notice a suspicious-looking figure lurking in the shadows. He had a shifty, hooded gaze and wore baggy clothing that concealed his features.

He slowed my pace, trying not to draw his attention, but his curiosity got the better of him. He turned around and saw that someone with a mask was following him. His heart raced with a mixture of fear and excitement.

Suddenly, he stepped out from the shadows and revealed himself. "Hey," he said softly, extending his hand. "I'm anonymous. What's your name?"

Welbeck said .

The man laughed and looked at him.

Welbeck hesitated for a moment but eventually introduced himself. The man had a friendly demeanor and a charming smile that put him at ease. We started talking and he shared stories about his life in the city. He had grown up on the streets but had managed to turn his life around through hard work and determination.

As the night drew on, he felt a connection with the old man that he couldn't explain. They ended up at a rooftop bar, overlooking the city skyline. They ordered both drinks, and they continued talking until the early hours of the morning.

He knew that their time together was fleeting and that the realities of the city would soon pull them apart. But for that one night, they shared a bond that transcended the chaos of urban life.

He knew it was one of the people he recently went on a tour with and met in the secret room.

It seems it was time for him to explore his wealth. The strange dreams and people he met spoke volumes about it...

He signs and thinks about how he can secretly access his wealth.

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As the sun began to set and the sky was painted with a warm orange glow, Welbeck stood at the altar, his heart beating with excitement and nerves. His beautiful fiancee stood before him, her eyes sparkling with happiness and love.

Finally, the moment was going to arrive, and they would say their vows, and exchange rings. They would become husband and wife.

As they step out of the chapel, a gleaming limousine will await them, ready to whisk them away to their new home. Welbeck's inheritance would allow him to purchase a grand mansion, a place fit for a king and queen.

He was going to drive up the long driveway, the house came into view, and he couldn't contain his excitement. He had dreamt of this day for years, and now it was finally going to become a reality.

The butler would greet them at the door, welcoming them to their new home. The house would be even more stunning than he had imagined, with ornate chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, marble floors, and exquisite furnishings.

Welbeck gasped in delight as he explored his room, from the grand foyer to the sprawling gardens. Welbeck could tell that this was going to be the start of an incredible new chapter in his life.

He settled into his armchair, Welbeck felt like the luckiest man in the world. He had a beautiful girlfriend, a perfect home, and everything he could ever want. The future seemed bright, and he couldn't wait to see what adventures lay ahead.

As a quadrillionaire, his wealth and success are a reflection of his hard work and vision. However, his fortune also comes with a great responsibility to use his resources for the betterment of society. Generosity is a key element to cultivating a life of purpose and fulfillment. Welbeck was going to be generous and help others as he loved his family.

Giving back to the community was more than just donating money. It's about finding ways to improve the lives of those around him.

Education and healthcare are essential to the development of communities worldwide. Investing in these areas was not only a way to make a tangible impact but also a way for him to share his expertise and knowledge with others.

One of the most fulfilling aspects of giving was being able to support causes that align with his values.

Whether it's supporting research initiatives, promoting social justice, or funding environmental conservation efforts, his generosity could be a powerful force for good.

Welbeck ambitions were clear and about to be revealed.

Another way he wanted to make a positive impact was to support local businesses by investing in these enterprises. He was eager to help create jobs and stimulate economic growth. This was especially important in underserved communities where businesses struggle to get off the ground.

Welbeck's resources and connections could assist these businesses and help them thrive.

One of the best ways he could give back is through philanthropic initiatives. As a Quadrillionaire, h can drive social change. He could work with non-profit organizations and other philanthropic institutions to support their efforts to improve the lives of people worldwide

The next morning came quickly with the cold chills dancing in the air.

Welbeck wakes up early in the morning, feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. As he stretches, he can already feel the excitement building in him for the day ahead. He gets out of bed and heads to the shower, eager to start his morning routine.

After a few minutes under the warm water, he steps out and wraps a towel around himself before heading to his closet. He flips through his neatly organized clothes and picks out a crisp white shirt and a pair of navy-blue dress pants. He carefully lays them on the bed and grabs a leather belt to complete the look.

As he dresses, he thinks about the important meeting he has later that day. He knows he needs to look his best, as he will be presenting his latest sales pitch to potential investors. He takes extra time to ensure that his shirt is perfectly ironed and his shoes are polished to a shine.

Finally, satisfied with his appearance, he heads downstairs to grab a quick breakfast and a cup of coffee. He checks his watch and realizes it's time to leave, so he grabs his briefcase and heads out the door, a confident smile on his face.

As he walks down the street towards his office, he feels a sense of pride in himself and the success he has achieved in his career. He knows that the hard work and dedication he has put in over the years have paid off, and today is just another step in his journey toward even greater success.