Adrian's POV
Harmon Designs - Early Morning
Ever since I joined Harmon Designs, I've made it a routine to come and check the work so I plan my day accordingly.
The receptionist greeted me as I entered.
I liked being treated normally, unlike before I was treated with special treatment because I was Imelda Harmon's son.
But at the same time they used to think I was born with a silver spoon, not knowing how lonely I felt.
While some remarked on me using my grandfather's surname.
Compared to now, everyone sees me as a human, who's happy and has a father and a legal surname.
Now, everyday is a new opportunity for me, a chance to learn.
Now…
I no longer need to impress anyone.
I don't need to improve myself as I don't have a mother comparing me to others.
Now I didn't have to live up to a surname, as dad said make others respect you through your work, not name.
Once you earn respect, your name will be known to them.
I was going through the files, Jonathan walked in.
