Chapter #7
Previously…
"So, Dad. What we gonna do today?" Adom's cherry smile faded when his father answered.
"Well, I am going to work while you are going to answer your questions." Atem answered with no emotion.
"But, Daaaad! It's 'Take Your Kid To Work Day'! We're supposed to have fun!" Adom whined.
"I took you to work and I've already had enough fun for a day, so sit down back on that couch and be quiet until I'm done work." Atem said while continuing to type on his computer.
Adom sat back down on the couch, he needed an adventure…
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Presently...
Atem's office was completely quiet, not counting the sound of Atem quickly typing and the sound of the air conditioner gently blowing.
Adom had been sitting on the couch for five minutes before he got really bored. "Dad, I gotta go potty." Adom mumbled with a plan forming in his head.
"Yeah, ask Joseph where it's at." Atem replied, continuing his work. He paid no heed to his sneaky son or the suspicious smirk on his face.
Adom jumped off the couch and headed to the glass door, walking out to the 'bathroom'.
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Adom sneaked out of the office and tiptoed at the end of the hallway, peeking out at Joseph's desk. Joseph was typing into his computer, while his printer was printing many papers, and he was on his office phone talking to someone.
Adom tried to figure out how to get to the constantly moving elevator without Joseph noticing.
"Hmmm." Adom hummed in his head. Adom saw rubberbands on Joseph's desk and a bowl of marbles on a table wall besides him. "Brilliant!" Adom smiled, reaching into the bowl and grabbing a few marbles. He then quickly sneaked up to Joseph's desk when Joey turned around to collect the printed papers. As Joey was still checking the papers, Adom took a rubber band from his desk. Adom positioned the marble into the rubber band, aiming for the arrow pointing up on the elevator and shot perfectly.
Adom held back a giggle when he heard Joseph stop talking through the phone when he heard the contact of the marble to the elevator. "What the…" He shook his head and continued to speak of interviewing times that were available.
'Thanks for buying me all of those slingshots, Mom. The practice of knowing how to use one came in handy!" Adom thought. It took a little while for the elevator to come considering Adom was on the top floor, the 54th floor. Meanwhile, Adom had a plan to get into the elevator without Joseph knowing.
Adom thought that if he could find a distraction for Joseph and run for the elevator really fast, Joseph wouldn't notice him.
Once the elevator came up, a man in a black suit came out of the elevator with round glasses on his face, holding a bunch of sloppy stacked papers.
"What a nerd…" Adom thought, rolling his eyes, seeing him dropping his papers and trying to pick them all up then pushing his glasses up to his face. Joseph paid the man no attention as he continued to print papers, type, and speak through the phone.
"Uh, Uh, S-sir?" the man asked.
"Yeah, Yeah. We will ship it all in, in three business days." Joseph held his pointing finger up to the man as if telling him to wait for a minute. Joey hastily waved to the chairs for the man to go sit down and wait.
Adom sling shotted another marble to the elevator to make it stay up longer.
"S-sir? I-I have a meeting w-with Mr. Atem Novellvs. I-I don't want to be late. I've worked so hard to impress him and get this j-job."
Joseph angrily looked at the man continuing to talk on the phone.
"Mr. Novellvs said to come at 11:45 A.M. on the dot; not a second late nor a second early. I-I-I came and now you won't let me see him. Sir, this is v-very important to me." The dude complained.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Wanda…" Joseph held his hand over the phone "I am speaking on the phone! Sir, please take a seat over there." Joseph spoke with a slight frown on his face.
"Sir, p-please. I-I need this, and-"
"And I need you to sit down. I must check you and everything else out before I send you into Mr. Novellvs office."
"Bu-but…"
Adom took the time to sneak into the elevator and pressed the button that would send him to the first floor. Joseph didn't notice a thing.
Once he reached the first floor, he sneaked down the grand stairs, seeing Amy still behind her desk speaking through her landline work phone to someone.
"Darn!" Adom though, 'I forgot that I had to get passed her." Adom frowned a bit then sighed. "My predictions are that the buildings exit is about fiveteen to twenty feet away from me but thirteen to fiveteen feet away from her." Adom whispered to himself. "I run .27 miles per minute…" Adom's face brightened up. "I'll be able to make it in time!"
Adom knew if he said this to another person, they would look at him confused and think he was talking nonsense when Adom was only solving complicated math.
Adom grabbed the bouquet of flowers that was in a vase on a table in front of him to cover his face. He ran down the stairs in a flash.
"Oh…" Amber Rose gasped with that squeaky voice of hers then waved. "Have a nice day, Sir!" she yelled after the running boy, unfamiliar of who he was.
"Uh…" Adom mumbled. "Yeah, you too!" Adom yelled in a deeper voice than usual to hide his identity more as he exited the huge building.
"He must be in a rush for something if he's running that fast…" Amber Rose thought out loud. "Wait a minute…" Amber Rose look up at the banister to the table in which a vase sat with no flowers in it. "Where did those flowers go?"
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Adom smiled, walking through the city. As he did so, he shoved the flowers into a purse, carelessly, that belonged to a woman who was walking by. She did not notice the pull of her purse on her shoulder when Adom shoved the flowers into the purse, so she continued walking through the crowd and talking through her smartphone.
He was proud that he had escaped his father's building without his father's notice. He knew he'd be in much trouble later, but it was his time to shine at the moment. Adom headed for Richards Corporation.
Adom finally came up to Richards Corporation. His journey of getting through the huge, loud crowds of people, crossing the ferocious streets, and going through another round of the crazy crowds was all over; he was here.
Adom looked up at the enormous building, almost falling back when he leaned back too far. He stepped forward to one of the two revolving doors. Running around in the door a few times, he finally ran inside the building. He stepped up to the receptionist desk.
"I have a meeting with Mr. Richards's right now, Madam." Adom spoke with a slightly deeper voice than usual.
The woman looked at Adom suspiciously and nodded slowly. She then pointed to an elevator, "Top floor."
Adom nodded and did directly what she said. He went to the top floor.
Once Adom got there he walked passed an empty receptionist desk and walked into the office that said, "Mr. Albert Richards". He opened the door and casually walked into the office.
Two men looked at Adom as he entered the office.
"Um, excuse me. Who are you?" The one in a royal blue and silver tux asked. He had the nametag, "Mr. Richards" on his blazer and he was sitting behind a desk.
"Hello. My name is Adom Irene, the last child of Atem Novellvs. I was sent here on behalf of Mr. Inishel." Adom proudly spoke.
"W-what?" the man in the black and white tux questioned with wide eyes. "What does he want? I-I don't want to see that psycho anymore!"
"He ask for forgiveness and wants you to take what he offers and in return he wants your workmanship. Please, my father has been mourning since the loss of the deal. It wasn't his fault. He had to attend a school meeting because of my sister and it made him frustrated. I don't know what had happened exactly but I do know that he really wants this deal to work." Adom acted sad.
"Oh! Il mio, che bella discorso!" Mr. Inishel yelled out with one hand to his heart.
Mr. Richard stood with a frown to his face; looking at Adom with a mad expression. "You are not taking my shine, you little runt."
"Oh let's see about that, Mr. Richards." Adom responded with a small smile on his face. "What do you say, Mr. Inishel?"
"Oh my. What to choose from?" Mr. Inishel spoke with that italian accent of his.
"Mr. Inishel, you were just about to sign the contract before this runt came into my office!" Mr. Richards angrily yelled.
"Besides, Mr. Inishel, Mr. Richards makes lotions that causes rashes and my father always has to save the people with his rash cure. Why get that instead of getting the honor to work with my father, for fame, and more money?" Adom persuaded.
"Mr. Inishel, you shouldn't listen to this rat. What could he know about my lotions? Seriously, what could he even know about the business world." Mr. Richards argued.
"Mr. Richard, my father has told me about you. He had a sample size of about 21 people and they have all broken out in rashes immediately once they've tried your lotion." Adom calmy confirmed.
"That's no real sample size! A good sample size needs at least 100 people!" Mr. Richards sneered.
"Well then, tell me, Mr. Richards. How big was your sample size when you made your rashy lotion, and what was the results?" Adom asked a with a smirk.
"W-well." Mr. Richards stuttered, breaking into a sweat. "1,000 of course… All results was that no one got a rash."
"Hmm. Well my father only used about 20 people and every single one of them got a rash. How incredible and how so..?"
"Your father's a liar! He didn't even test out my lotion! That's not true!" Mr. Richards stomped.
"My father never lies." Adom opposed.
"Prove it kid!" Mr. Richards yelled.
"Fine. Give me your rashy lotion then." Adom held out his hand.
Mr. Richards eyes widened. "Why?"
"So I can prove that my father never lies." Adom smiled rolling his eyes.
"N-no!" Mr. Richards yelled in fright. "This lotion causes a lot of money, Kid!"
"Oh come on… It'll only be a little bit. I'll give my father the bill after I prove you wrong." Adom spoke, trying not to laugh.
"Come, Mr. Richards. It's only a bit of lotion." Mr. Inishel cut in.
Mr. Richards roughly sighed. "Fine." He grabbed a bottle of lotion from one of his shelves and shoved it into the child's waiting hand.
Adom took the bottle of lotion, rolled his sleeve up all the way to his elbow, and rubbed some of the lotion onto his skin, and after about two minutes, his skin started turning, super soft, red, and itchy.
Mr. Inishel's eyes widened and took the boy's arms in his hands. "Do not scratch, my boy. The skin is too soft and it'll tear or pop if messed with.
Adom tried not to scratch. "My father never lies." Adom verified with a nod to his arm.
Mr. Richards snatche the lotion bottle from Adom's hand and placed it back on his shelf. "Maybe your skin is sensitive."
Adom shook his head in disappointment, "Just like the other 20 people my father tried it on…"
"Correct. Your father owes me $20, Kid, for you using my lotion. Come, Mr. Inishel. Sign this contract and we can get this done and over with." Mr. Richards sat back down in his seat.
Mr. Inishel boldly shook his head. "This young man has a rash from that poisonous lotion and so did all of the twenty other people Mr. Novellvs has tried it on."
"I've tried it on 1,000 people and none has gotten rashes!" Mr. Richards yelled.
"How would I know that?" Mr. Inishel asked.
"How would you know if all of those twenty people gotten rashes?" Mr. Richards angrily asked.
"Because my father never lies and I have just proved that!" Adom answered with a proud smile. Mr. Inishel nodded, agreeing with Adom.
"GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!" Mr. Richards roared! "GET OUT!" He pointed to his office door.
Adom stuck his tongue out and laughed at Mr. Richards loss.
"SECURITY!" Mr. Richards yelled.
"Oh no…" Adom tried running to the door, but two big, tall, muscular men caught him by both of his arms.
"Take both of them out of my building. Give that child back to his father who is Atem Novellvs. The man who owns the building next door." Mr. Richards huffed.
Adom's eyes widened when he heard he was being taken back to his father. One of the big men let go of Adom and took hold of Mr. Inishel's cowering form.
"Oh why do I always get to work with the temperamental C.E.O's and entrepreneurs?" Mr. Inishel cried as both Adom and Mr. Inishel was being dragged out of the building.
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"A-and it really will be an h-honor to work with you, Mr. Novellvs. I have heard g-great things about you and your company. I r-really wish to be part of it." the nerdy man who sat in front of Atem's desk concluded.
Atem boredly nodded. He had sat through an interview with this man for about an hour. The man sounded like a genius, but he was extremely boring and needs speech lessons. He was quite the stutterer. Atem took a deep breath and began to talk, neatly stacking the nerdy man's papers on his desk.
"I really did enjoy you presentation, seeing as you really want to be in this business with me." Atem calmly spoke, shutting off his projector and the man's presentation disappeared off the screen. "Now, what I admire of you." He politely crossed his hands and looked at the nodding man. "You are intelligent, determined, hardworking, and very, very creative. You have a wide interested and as I saw in your bio, a great liking of working on creams and lotions."
"Y-yes, yes, yes. I really do enjoy that." The man agreed.
"To wrap this interview up with a bow and tie, I-" Atem was cutted off when Joseph and a huge man holding Adom came into his office.
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Earlier with Joseph…
Joseph was talking on the phone and organising papers when a huge man carrying Adom came into the office waiting room.
"Oh my." Joseph quietly commented. "Mr. Teeloe, I'll have to call you back. Something important has came up and I need to deal with it." Joseph looked up to the man who stood in front of his desk then to Adom who was being held by the back of his collar.
Joseph shook his head and sighed, pinching his nose and mumbling, "Your father is gonna have a fit." Joseph looked back up at Adom, "What have you done?"
"Erm, nothing?" Adom spoke, playing with his fingers.
Joseph shook his head again and stood up, motioning for the man to follow him. "Come this way." He said and walked to Atem office.
Joseph opened the door and looked at Atem who was looking at Adom with a frown on his face. "It's for you, Mr. Novellvs." Joseph quietly stated, turned around, and left, the door closing behind him.
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Adom was scared beyond his wits and the man gently placed him on the floor.
"Hi, Dad." Adom mumbled nervously playing with the end of his blazer.
Atem did nothing concerning Adom and went back to dealing with the nerdy man who was staring at his ashamed son.
"I will hire you into Novellvs Corporation of the position you like. You start tomorrow at 6:45 am and end 10: 30 pm, but for the rest of the week you'll come into work at 6:30 am and end at 9:45 pm. Thank you for joining me in this interview and joining the company of Novellvs I&C, have a nice day." Atem handed the man his papers and stood up, shaking his hand.
"T-thank you, Mr. Nov-vellvs. It's an honor." The man looked like he was about to have a fit of happiness. He quickly left Atem, his son, and the huge man alone in the office.
Atem started typing into his computer, ignoring the man's and his son's presence.
"I have been ordered to bring this child to you." The large man spoke first with a super deep voice, breaking the heavy tension that was in the room.
"Ordered by who?" Atem asked with his eyebrows going up in a questioning look, still typing into his computer.
"By Mr. Richards, Mr. Novellvs." the man answered.
Atem looked at Adom with emotionless eyes, "Why?"
The room was silent for a few minutes before Adom finally answered his father. "W-well, I've heard how upset you were when you l-lost the deal with Mr. Inishel and I went to get him back for you…" Adom shakily answered.
Atem noticed Adom had a rash on his right arm. He stood up, shoo-ing the man to get out of his office, and took his son's arm into his hands and examined it.
"How did you get that?" Atem asked, looking more closely at the rash.
"I've tried Mr. Richards lotion to prove that you don't lie and that your claim of everyone getting rashes from his lotion is correct." Adom again answered.
"And he proved him wrong, Mr. Novellvs."
Atem looked up and saw Mr. Inishel standing behind Adom with his hands on Adom's shoulders. "You should be proud of your son, not angry with him. He has gotten me back for the deal."
Atem looked back down at Adom's swollen rash then stood up, leading Adom to the door and motioning Mr. Inishel to follow.
Atem looked at Joseph who was speaking through his office phone as usual as he stepped out of the small hallway, "If anyone comes up, tell them I'll be back shortly." Atem calmly spoke, heading to the elevator.
Joseph nodded and held his thumbs up, still talking on the phone.
Atem boarded the elevator and pressed the button for the 14th floor. The doors closed after Adom and Mr. Inishel boarded the elevator with Atem, and started to slowly head down to the 14th floor.
"Rash: A change of the skin in which affects the skin's color, look, or feel. A rash may be found in one part of the body, or affect all parts of the body's skin. Rashes may cause skin to change color, itch, become warm, bumpy, chapped, dry, cracked, blistered, or swell, and, sometimes, may be painful. One way a rash can be formed is if Mr. Richards lotion is applied to skin. Here's a valuable lesson, do not ever apply any of Mr. Richards creations to any parts of your body." Atem spoke out of the blue. "Son, I am proud of you for what you've done, but I am also upset that you would lie to me and sneak out of my safety. Your act, however, you go unpunished."
Mr. Inishel shook his head. "He must be torturing his kids at home if. So sad, I fine the boy so sweet…"
Finally the three reached the 14th floor. People in white science coats ran this way and that. Everything was white or clear but the blue, red, or many other colored formulas in testing tubes. Microscopes and other science equipment was placed on desks as scientist used them.
"This is the science wing. 'Tis to hold scientist and their creations, what I create, medical supply, and etcetera." Atem explained. "We call it the 14th floor so'd people will not try to rob whatever is in here while no one is around. The thief would think it's just a regular floor, besides, why would the thief have any suspicions about the 14th floor? Why not the second floor? Know what I'm talking about?" Atem babbled heading to a glass door and opened it.
Turning on the light, Adom saw that there was a white treatment chair in the middle of the room, a silver, rectangular table on the right hand side of the room with many tools on it, a white L-shaped desk facing in front of the chair but against the glass windows, and a white shelf full of books and supplies.
"Take a seat on the chair, Son." Atem spoke grabbing a white lab coat from the coat hanger right next to the door.
"W-what are you going to do?" Adom asked, shakily stepping up on the chair to sit on it.
"Cure you of your rash. Now lie back and relax because this will hurt." Atem smirked at his son's frightened response while he place science goggles over his face and rubber gloves on his hands.
Atem took a quick glance at Adom's swollen rash that seemed to be starting to fill up with some kind of liquid in his body. He went over to his table of tools and picked up a needle, a alcohol wipe packet, and a bandaid.
"D-Dad? Are you gonna give me a sh-shot?" Adom afraidly asked.
Atem was enjoying his son's fear and decided to scare him a bit more. "This shot makes sure you stay awake when I give you surgery. I don't need for you to pass out and die on me." Atem pulled a doctor's stool out from under the silver table and next to Adom.
Adom stated trembling, tears threatened to fall from his eyes, and his breathing hitched.
Atem frowned took Adom's arms in his hands again, closely looking at the rash. "I was just playing with you, boy, so stop your crying." Atem mumbled loud enough for Adom to hear. "Mr. Inishel, please do take a seat at my desk. I won't take long." Atem said, pointing to the L-shaped desk.
Mr. Inishel nodded, taking a seat at the desk, but also watched Atem closely. "How old are you?"
Atem looked at him and smiled a bit, "24, but I assure you that I am certified to do this. My D.O. came quite early. As you can see, it hangs in a frame on that wall." Atem answered, pointing to the wall behind Adom.
"Now look away, Son." Atem mumbled whipping the alcohol wipe under his son's rash and then placed the needle into it.
Adom wanted to cry and pull away from his father, but Atem had quite a grip on his arm and if he did do so, Atem could harm him or Atem would yell at him.
Atem slowly took out the liquid that filled some of his rash and took the needle out. He went over to his shelf and took out a small, white, cylinder shaped bottle and headed back to Adom.
"Now this," Atem started, opening the small bottle, "is my famous cure for rashes. I call it Numerous because it cures numerous different rashes." Atem took some of the thick cream and gently rubbed it into Adom's skin until it became clear.
Adom shivered a bit when he felt the coldness of the cream make contact with his itchy skin.
Atem noticed it and responded, "I see that you notice the cream is cold. Well, it's cold for a reason. As I said on the elevator, rashes may become warm. Cooling the rash down may bring more comfort and make the itching go away just a bit until the rash fully heals." Atem took his gloves off and closed the jar. He threw away his gloves and placed the jar into Adom's hands.
"This will be coming home with us because you take the cream every five hours if you know what's best for you." Atem mumbled, putting the band aid on Adom's arm and motioning for him to get up.
Three of the males headed back to the elevator.
Atem, Adom, and Mr. Inishel made it back onto the 54th floor, Atem's office floor.
"Adom, wait here. Joseph. watch him." Atem ordered and headed to his office, "Mr. Inishel, if you may, follow me."
Both Atem and Mr. Inishel headed into Atem's office as they went to finish their deal.
Adom sat down on one of the couches in the waiting room.
"Hey, Kid." Joseph called out.
Adom turned around to face Joseph and was surprised to see him smiling.
"You did a good thing." Joseph stated. "Novellvs I&C will become the greatest business if we work with Mr. Franklin Inishel. This was one of your fathers goals to become the top business in the entire world. How'd you do it?" Joseph asked.
"I got a rash." Adom answered with a smile on his face, "but my Dad will cure it."
Joseph nodded, "Yes he will...but probably as a thanks for winning back Mr. Inishel for him." Joseph mumbled with a chuckle.
Adom smiled and sat back down in his seat and waited for the day to come to an end.
The white cadillac pulled up into the circular driveway at 11:42 pm of a mansion and out stepped Atem Novellvs.
Atem went to the back door of the cadillac and lifted the sleeping Adom in his arms and carried him into the mansion. He went to his son's room and tucked him into his bed and went to his room to get ready for bed (By the way, his job serves dinner on the second 25th floor, the dining floor.).
Atem shutted off his lights and climbed into his kingsized bed after he was done with his routine of parking his truck into his garage, locking all doors, turning on his alarm system for the night, brushing his teeth, changing his clothes, and taking his prescribed sleeping pills.
Atem may not admit out loud, but he truly did love his kids. Even if he yelled at them, scared them, or spanked them he would still love them. His son had made him proud this very day for getting Mr. Inishel back for him and he thanked him for so.
It didn't take long for the pills effects to work on Atem and he fell into a peaceful needed sleep.
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