Like life would come to you and show you what it is any point in life. Life slammed it's self in my face at a very early time in my life.

What life shows each of us is different, it can either be a close acquaintance to us or a vagabond. But in my place it showed me the very harsh reality, it was a vagabond to me. At a very age I had been dragged into the intricacies of the Walter families politics of inheritance. My father was the head of the Walter's family and colongmerates, he owns multi billion dolIors companies all around the world and the networth of the Walter's family is of so many billions that couldn't be counted on one hand, our family consisted of me and my half-sister, my mum and some extended family members who didn't control the businesses, that is reserved for the main line but they enjoy huge remittance, respect and hold positions in business as long as they are competent, our family treated like royalty wherever we go. Even country heads have to look to us when making their policy or at least check with us if it's not affecting us, because they all rely on us, our businesses if we decide not to sell to them today it would be catastrophic because we are their major business partner and our services what they are willing to pay millions and billions for. That's the extent of our influence. I was a very young boy at that age, five when life hits me in the face. I've always wanted to live a soft life enjoy myself have some peace and quiet without any stress, troubles or power plays. I was told my mother just suddenly left, they didn't tell me why or where she went. I searched for her i couldn't see her and no body is willing to tell me what happened, it felt like an elaborate secret know by few people in the family maybe one or two but others know some of the secrets too even if it's not the crux but that would still be enough to know some information about my mother but life hits be in the face for the second time I didn't get any, everyone kept the secrets to their selves leaving me in the dark.

Then came my junior sister, a bully, a little bitch or should I call her a big bitch. She made life hard for my real, she kept pressuring me , telling me that I'm useless, I shouldn't dream about being the heir,

When my mom was here no body could do rubbish because she hold substancial place in my father's heart as she was very pretty. She was very stern when it comes to her family and she's a hard worker too. But life got to be a vagabond and stand in the way of our happy family, before I know I was all left alone. I was bullied by her growing up a whole lot but I didn't fight back maybe it was because I didn't want to fight back I had a whole lot of thoughts in my head than what a little boy my age should be thinking about. I was looking for my mum, what happened, why she left a whole lots of thing and I was trying to take care of myself well. Even though I didn't have it in mind to fight for the position of the heir but I was still targeted a whole lot of time most times I couldn't take it I just go into my room and shut the door I trying my whole best not to cry as I think about my mum.

Nobody was willing to tell me about her it's just like she just disappeared into smoke I couldn't find her no matter where I searched, and so my bullying continued till I left the house for college and there I met my best friend Callum savage.