INSEPARABLE

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LISA

"Did you hear?" a woman whispered as she leaned closer to her colleague near the copy machine.

"Mr. LM isn't just the CEO of Velbrusch Synterra Group. He's also the Vice Chairman of MNB AsiaCorp."

"No way," the other woman blinked, nearly forgetting the papers in her hand. "How is that even possible? I thought managing one company was already enough to ruin your sleep schedule."

"That's not even the craziest part," someone else added, wheeling her chair into the conversation from her cubicle. "I heard he's also one of the minds behind Pentahedron."

"Wait...Pentahedron? That Pentahedron?" the other woman asked. "The company suddenly competing with Velbrusch, MNB, and the rest of the old giants?"

"That one," the girl confirmed with a nod. "It came out of nowhere. Now it’s rising faster than anyone predicted. And get this—the rest of the founders? They're also descendants of the Crownline Dynasties like Mr LM."

"The what?"

"The families who don’t just own corporations. They influence continents. Their legacies are older than some of the governments they negotiate with. Names you never hear—because you're not meant to."

"The Bruschweiler, Kim, Kang, Yoo, and Chou families," she added quietly. "They’re the Crownline Dynasties."

"So... Pentahedron is built by five heirs walking away from the thrones they were born into?"

"More like—they're building their own."

"Wait. So, they're competing with their own families?" someone asked, confused.

"Well, not on purpose," the woman replied. "They're just... that good. Everything they touch turns into gold. Pentahedron's growth is shaking up the whole industry, and they're doing it all without the family names backing them."

"That's insane. Mr. LM is already running the Bruschweiler empire, working with the Manobans, and now he is one of the five heirs leading a company that's challenging both? And he's not even in his mid-twenties?"

"Twenty-one," someone whispered like it was a forbidden secret. "He's only twenty-one."

"What the hell," another muttered, half in admiration, half in disbelief. "I'm twenty-six and I panic over scheduling Zoom meetings."

"And here he is, leading billion-dollar companies and still showing up in every executive report," someone else added, voice low with awe. "No one ever sees him, though. I heard it's some intense privacy protocol or something. He's practically a ghost."

"Yeah, like... we don't even know what he looks like," another chimed in. "He could be walking right past us and we'd have no clue."

"There's more," the first woman said, voice lowering again. "I heard he and the other four heirs are working for a classified operations unit. Not military, but something big. It was supposedly founded by Mr. LM's brother, Mr. M."

"That's too much," the intern said, half-laughing. "What are they, a business club by day and secret agents by night?"

"Might as well be," someone whispered with a smirk. "But seriously, if that's true, I'd believe it. No one gets this good, this young, by accident."

"If Mr. LM is the CEO of Velbrusch and involved in all this, what's Mr. M doing?" another asked. "Isn't he the firstborn child? And their sister... isn't she in med school?"