Who's The Loser Now?

In life, Derek had always been the victim. He was never accepted in any place and phase in his life.In school, Derek was always bullied and outcasted by his schoolmates just because they felt like it. The teachers were no better, punishing him for things that he didn't do wrong.At work, he was constantly picked on, not just in his last job but all jobs before that too.Even his adopted family and relatives would find ways to hold Derek back. This happened ever since Derek's adopted parents passed away when he was five years old.His adopted family, the Smith family, run a very successful business called DreamSmiths and lived in a big house in Townsville.The head of the family, Madam Louise Smith is mother of three sons, Dave, Raymond and Derek's adopted father Edward. Madam Louise is also grandmother to two grandsons: Charles and Mason from Dave and his wife Lois, and three granddaughters Chloe, Madison and Juri from Raymond and his wife Pam.After Derek's adopted father Edward and

On the way to the Quinton mansion, Owen noticed that Derek was just staring out of the window of the Rolls Royce. He was curious about what Derek was thinking. "What's on your mind Derek?" "I have a lot of questions and thoughts running through my mind. I don't even know where to start." replied Derek. Owen understood his words and decided it was best to leave him be...until they reach the Quinton Mansion. After an hour's drive, they finally reached the Quinton Mansion, located at the western outskirts of Townsville. The Quinton Mansion itself is a marvel. Imagine a three-storey castle with rooms the size of a small apartment, complete with it's own en-suites, a kitchen with state-of-the-art equipment that Michelin-star chefs can only dream of, along with facilities like a swimming pool, a football field, a basketball court, a pool room, an in-built mini cinema and a garage the size of a duplex house filled with cars that only the 1% of the world's population can afford. "Master

On the way, Derek looked at Owen and said, "I know I gave you two conditions earlier, one of which was not to call me Young Master. That condition still applies; call me Derek or Young Quinton instead." "Certainly, Derek. By the way, your suitcase is already in your new room. Still we have clothes in your closet for you to wear as you see fit." replied Owen, with a nice smile on his face. Once Derek reached his room, which was at the opposite side of his parents' room, he bidded Owen goodnight before entering. When Derek entered, his mouth instantly gaped open. There was a king-sized bed, a walk-in closet, a study table, an 80-inch mounted tv screen, a ensuite bath room complete with a gold-plated bath tub, a shower and a big ivory sink. 'Wow wow wow. This is what it's like to be a Quinton.' Derek thought. 'Well then, let's get settled.' It was easy for Derek to be overwhelmed by his new room. After all, back at the Smith house, he was forced to sleep in their store room and had

Lea explained, "The Quinton Consortium is a collection of companies where we either own or have mast majority shares in. We don't invest blindly. Each company under the Quinton Consortium has a minimum net worth of at least $2 billion. We currently have 60 of the top 100 companies in Townsville and other cities around the world under the Quinton Consortium." Peter continued, "So you can imagine son, our Quinton family's net worth and value. Given your young age, your mum and I hope that you can take over our position soon." Derek listened intently with awe of his parents. He knew that they were rich and powerful but he had no idea the levels of wealth and power they actually have attained. But Derek is also quick witted and his mind works like a computer. While he was listening to his parents' explaination and wishes, he was already formulating a plan. "I know time is of the essence mum and dad; and someday I will be responsible enough to take over the whole consortium from you. I

'Am I sticking out too much in the crowd? Maybe I should have worn something less casual.' Derek was looking around and started having second thoughts about his dress code. 'Maybe I'll get a couple of cheap suits just to blend in. I see a mall nearby. I'll go explore there.' Holding and sipping away on his cappucino, Derek then proceeded to the shopping mall named The BDT Mall. Inside, there were several men's clothing shops to choose from. Derek decided to window shop first to have a gauge of the prices in the business district. Needless to say, because the vast majority of the people are wearing business suits at the very least, they do not sell as cheap as Derek may think. 'Wow, the average price of the cheapest suits costs about $5,000. If I wasn't a Quinton, I can forget about coming to the HNW zone.' Derek thought in shock and awe. 'Ok this shop looks decent. I'll go in and have a look.' thought Derek. Before stepping in, he made sure to dispose of his finished cup of capp