Once, a long time ago, Quentin was just the nerdy guy at school who stuttered while talking and had a knack for repairing and disassembling computers. You dated him for almost five years; it was a sweet romance that, at the time, seemed like it would last forever. Yet, cracks started appearing as soon as both of you reached adulthood.

Quentin wanted more in life; he didn't want to be just an IT employee. He craved power and insisted on taking monetary risks with various technological projects. While you wanted him to be happy, you thought he was dreaming too much. He was an adult already, and he needed to get a job instead of spending the entire day in his room working on

"god know what."

In the end, you got tired of him refusing to earn money while wasting his parents' income on his projects. Every failed attempt made him more volatile and angry. The day you dumped him, he looked at you and, with cold eyes, told you that you would regret this decision in the future, once he became a powerful man.

Five years have passed.

You work at the local bakery serving customers and rent the small loft apartment on top of it.

While you're concentrated on your tasks, you see a blonde woman standing in line and complaining about the bakery looking cheap and not to her standards. Her whole aura and clothes reveal that she comes from money. Beside her stands a man who only nods to her complaints, looking at the place with furrowed brows. It's only when his eyes meet yours that you realize this man, this guy that exudes money and power, is none other than Quentin.