The Valvundra Hotel in downtown city center was the biggest and most exclusive five-star hotel in the country and the entire continent. Built in the middle of a four-junction portion, the 200-feet building was one of the major landmarks in the city. Its architectural design, both interiorly and externally, was glass made; with golden glass elevators, stairs and light installations. The magnificent and luxurious transparent architecture design was beyond human imagination.

The wealth of the Valvundras stretched out from the country to the entire continent, even touching other continents on the planet with interests in commercial welfare and prosperities. There was nothing on the planet that they couldn’t have afforded, and they could have plenty of what they wanted if need be, no matter what the cost. Moreso, everything exclusive, posh and ritzy on the planet was in their lives. They lived more than the kings and queens, and it was only a matter of time before they became the world’s richest family. One of theirs would achieve this without a glitch. He was the smartest Valvundra that had never been known for a long time. The most intelligent and wisest, even though he was just a young man. A man with a capacious mind which carried more information and knowledge than an ordinary person could in their entire lifetime. This young man was also dreaming and eager of taking the family fortune to the next level. The extraordinary level- as he had thought of it based on his plans of taking it to the level. The world would bow to the Valvundras in great respect to what his plans entailed. They would be more than honored and given reverential respect. The young man couldn’t wait to witness all that.

"... Okay, now between Cadillac CTS-V and Ferrari 458 Italia," Lemarh spoke to the cousin, sitting on a high-back ergonomic leather chair in the hotel's building main office.

"Lemarh, we have driven all these cars. Let us put any on the list." Symon said with an unusual disinterested tone that Lemarh immediately noticed.

Lemarh put down his tablet computer on the office's executive table and walked to the cousin, "You are not yourself." He calmly looked at him, "And you know that I am good at noticing things, so don't lie to me."

"I am myself, Lemarh," Symon said pretentiously, hoping this time the cousin couldn’t see through in his disturbed equanimity. But he knew the hope could have a zero percent chance for success.

"I have just told you not to lie to me,” Lemarh posed demandingly, “And here you are."

Symon remained silent. This was what he had expected from the cousin, anyway. But he hadn't shared with anybody the reason that was disturbing and making him uncomfortable every time he was merged in thought for the reason. And he knew Lemarh too well. The cousin was a deity in noticing where something was wrong, out of order, or unusual. The cousin would make sure he knew the reasons- and the correct and true version of the reasons.

Therefore, he decided to let out what was bothering him, "Okay. Remember the guy who is a genius in computing that I told you about?"

Lemarh looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I do."

"Well, he is also joining Crownzone."

"And... the problem with that is...?" Lemarh crossed his arms over the chest while resting his weight at the executive table and looking at the cousin.

"The problem is that we will be in the same class and department."

"That is the problem?"

"Lemarh, the only person who has a right to be smarter than me is you. This guy is remarkable! That will disturb me!"

"Okay, maybe you should try and see the situation at a neutral point." Lemarh offered a suggestion, "You told me that he hacked you and complimented on some of your works. The same also happened to him. That proves that you are both remarkable."

"No, Lemarh, he is more remarkable." Symon shook his head admittedly, although it hurt, "His works are unbelievable, incredible! Some completely stun me! Maybe he has even break my master encryptions and has already gone through my entire work!" He now started to worry.

"Then work with him." Lemarh offered another suggestion, "Get to know what makes him greater. That is how one gets the experience and skills of the other best."

"What makes you think I can stoop that low?" Symon's eyes locked at the cousin's in surprise and wonder, "Will it not be humiliating myself!"

"Don't see it like that. Humble yourself before him. Let him know that he is at the top_"

"That is funny!"

"You are not getting me but listening to me- they are not the same thing. Now I want you to get me. Let him know he is at the top by words. Your actions should prove him wrong. Where you see or believe you are more remarkable than him, take advantage. Let him openly know your expertise. By that, he will slowly start to learn the hurting truth, and after, of course, you have acquired and learned what makes him greater."

Symon saw the sense from the cousin, "Well, it isn't a bad idea after all!" A slow smile broadened his lips as he nodded at the thought.