Rise Of The Disgraced Heir

When Ian got back to his new place, he couldn't have been more thankful that the unit came accompanied by its own set of staff. The whole building felt like a hotel rather than a residence.

As soon as he arrived with his bags, a bellhop took them out of his car and a valet appeared to park his car.

"What time will you be leaving tomorrow sir?" The valet asked.

"Six in the morning." Ian told the valet as he thought back to what time he needed to be in the office.

"Alright sir, we'll have the car ready for you by then." The valet said as he gave Ian a light bow and drove the car away.

"Sir, to your room?" The bellhop asked as he pushed the cart with Ian's things into the lobby.

"You don't have to do that for me." Ian said as he tried to help the bellhop.

"It's my job, sir." The bellhop said with a laugh as he continued to push the cart.

Ian couldn't help but scratch the back of his head. In all honesty if this had been the old him, the one back in highschool he would expect the bellhop to do everything for him. But since they lost everything and he had to suffer so much hardship he started to appreciate others differently.

He didn't deny that in the past he would have simply expected people to do their jobs, but now, he knew how hard it was to make a living. So he liked to help in any way he could.

"Good evening Mr. Lim, do you need a maid to help you put your things away?" The receptionist asked as they entered the lobby.

Ian paused for a moment, normally he wouldn't ask for help, but today he was quite exhausted and unpacking would simply drain him.

"Yes please." Ian said with a nod.

"What time would you need the chef to prepare breakfast for you?" The receptionist asked as she pressed on a buzzer.

"I think I can prepare my own breakfast." Ian said with a frown as he considered the offer.

"Mr. Marco called, he told us that you would need help for breakfast and we weren't supposed to take no for an answer." The receptionist explained, making Ian sigh in response.

It seemed like he had no choice, it was instructions from above. Plus some help would very much be welcomed since he still didn't know his way around his new kitchen.

"Fine, can he have my breakfast ready by 4:30 am? I don't like having to rush too much." asked as he computed backwards the time he needed to prepare.

"Of course, have a good night Mr. Lim." The receptionist said with a bow as the elevators opened.

By the time Ian made it up to his room, a maid was already there to put away his clothes. The bellhop helped her out and they were done in a matter of minutes.

Ian let them go for the night and climbed into his new bed.

At first he thought he would have a hard time sleeping since it was a new place, but as the night passed he fell into the best sleep he had had in years.

Ian woke up on the dot the next day, as his phone alarmed next to him.

At first he was quite confused as to why his bed was so soft, and why the sheets felt so smooth and luxurious under his touch.

As he sat up, everything came flooding in. He remembered that it was his first day in his new job and he had breakfast waiting for him downstairs.

Ian quickly freshened up before heading down to his new kitchen.

"Good morning Mr. Lim." Two voices greeted him as he entered the dining room.

"Oh good morning." Ian greeted them as the chef and the maid came over with his breakfast.

Ian was surprised when the chef and maid served him his favorite breakfast and coffee the way he liked it.

"Mr. Marco left us a file with your preferences." The chef explained with a smile.

Ian happily ate his breakfast and thanked the staff, before finally getting ready for work.

It didn't slip his attention that the closet already had some custom made suits hanging inside. He didn't need to wonder where they had come from. It seemed that the Reyes Group was way too efficient.

He quickly picked out one of the suits and checked his watch for the time.

5:50am, just in time for him to head down at a casual pace and drive to work.

"Sir, your coffee." The maid said as Ian walked down from the stairs.

"Oh, thanks, I guess I won't need to pass by a coffee shop." Ian said as he gave her a smile and walked out of the door.

He couldn't help but feel happy about his new life, he could get used to such a comfortable life.

As Ian arrived at the lobby, a new receptionist greeted him and informed him that the valet would be out shortly with his car.

Ian thanked the receptionist and sat in one of the chairs in the lobby. He couldn't help but observe how he had never seen anyone else there. It was as if he was the only resident.

"Miss, why does this lobby seem so deserted?" Ian asked as he looked around.

"Sir, this isn't the main lobby, this is the VIP lobby." The receptionist explained. "Only a select few units are allowed to pass here."

Ian was quite surprised by this fact and wanted to ask more about it.

Unfortunately, he saw his car arriving, prompting him to cut his conversation short.

He thanked the receptionist and walked out to get into his car.

"It's been gassed up and ready to go sir." The valet said as he opened the door for Ian.

"Thank you." Ian said with a smile as got inside the car.

As Ian reached to lock the doors, the front passenger seat door suddenly swung open and a young woman quickly hopped into the car, catching him by surprise.

"Excuse me, what are you doing?" Ian asked as he gave her a confused look.

"Ian Lim right?" The young woman asked. "You should get driving or we'll be late for work." She said in a confident tone, leaving Ian speechless and confused.