Hello, my name is Intent William. I know what you might be thinking now 'What a weird name this guy has' isn't it. Well, when I was born my parents thought that I will be having a particular goal or purpose in life that I will always aim towards when I grow up. I work in my father's company as the CEO. I have a way with my creative mind in marketing and coming up with new ways to deal with things.
My father is a rich man. Not in the level of those big billionaires but still we have our wealth in millions and is one of the richest people in the city. Me being his only son was expected a lot from everyone putting a lot of pressure on us from an early age. Hence I was forced to do a lot of training, making me good at a lot of business-related work. This made me one of the best in the field of management, marketing, and designing. Don't take it as me bragging but I was very good at things I do as I used to have perfect recalling ability making it easier to learn anything in short time.
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Growing up the only good friend I had was my neighbour Jane Silloute. She is of the same age as me. Spending time with her is very fun. We used to do everything together, eating, sleeping etc. we were so close that we hid nothing from each other that she even know all my personal matters. There were no secrets between us. Seeing our closeness our family even arranged an engagement for us when we turned 21. We love each other so much.
After college me and Jane entered my father's company together and was soon respected and well known as the miracle duo as we took the company to a new height by increasing sales of the company to at least 10 times of what it used to be hence we became famous throughout the circle due to our abilities.
Even though everything else was going well, one day when I and Jane was traveling back to our villa on the hillside suddenly a bright came from the front and I lost control of my Bentley Continental GT V8 S Convertible and we slid down the slope and the last thing I remember is Jane screaming and holding me tight as we plummeted down the cliff.