On a bright morning, in the month of July, a young man woke up with a nasty headache and totally confused. After about an hour of trying to recollect himself he realized that he is now in the body of a young man about his age named Isaac Al Meena whose father and mother are well known business man and woman and are the director and C.E.O of Meena consortium. A well known consortium whose major business are rare stones mining and sales, oil and power.
"Good morning sir, what can I get you". A maid came in after knocking and asked.
As a bonafide American, what I need most early in the morning is coffee and I told her so. Getting up from bed I decided to do my morning ablutions before going down since if my memory can serve me right this is a fucking castle, no scrap that it is a palace in all sense of the word and with the maids and workers that comes with it.
After grooming, I decided to drink the coffee the maid has placed on the bedside table, after tasting I made a mental note on correcting how my coffee is to be made while browsing news on the site to see if there are any change(s) or if it is a new world entirely. After searching for like two hours and finding no difference in the major news and history, I decided to see if there are any news about the past me and imagine my surprise when the grand total of information that shows I ever existed was zero. After spending more time on investigation I came to the conclusion that the past me never existed. Well since I am an orphan and there is no close friend in that life since I was a chronic shut-in I was able to move on while making a vow to make this new life of mine very different from that of my last life which includes making myself well known as well as enjoying the shit of my new life.
That case closed I decided to go see my parents. Looking at the time, knowing fully well they will be at the office at this time, I decided to go there while dropping a note on how my coffee to be made to one of the maids.
On getting to their office, I went straight to my father's office. On getting there, I saw he was busy with work and decided to wait for him before seeing him, while waiting there a young lady came who I knew to be a new employee being trained to take over as my father's P.A.
'Hey Isaac', she greets me.
'How are you Aisha', I respond. "How has work been", I asked, knowing it most probably would be hectic due to the actions of some of our rivals especially one that went ahead and bought a club by name of 'Newcastle united'. and whose popularity has been going off the charts since then helping them to try to stretch their damning claws into some of our business partners trying to win them over. This particular consurtium has been a rival of ours since before I got smart enough to remember things.
"Well it has been a crazy day, I swear I am about to go crazy, Thank God you are here." she responds. "Well your dad is calling you", she informs me.
Okay I respond and then went in.