<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="text-decoration: underline">January 17, 1924</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">New York City, New York</span><br/><br/>New York City was the home of Charles Benjamin Vanderbilt, III. He was one of the richest and most powerful businessmen in the city. His family was proof of the American Dream. His grandfather immigrated to the United States from England and opened up a textile factory. In just a few generations the Vanderbilts dominated the business world. Success has always come to a Vanderbilt in business. The family had interests in many different types of businesses now and even owned a rail line.<br/><br/>Charles has more money than he could dream of spending. Not that he believed money would buy him happiness. But it could buy him many other things His guests would be arriving soon.<br/><br/>"Albert? Is everything ready for tonight?"<br/><br/>He called out to his butler. Albert had worked for him for many years. Not only a loyal employee, but also a trusted friend. Something that was hard to find in the world. Albert had entered the room when he heard his employer's voice. He nodded his head.<br/><br/>"Yes, sir, everything is ready. Dinner will be served at seven o'clock sharp."<br/><br/>"Excellent."<br/><br/>Charles replied, he was a very punctual person. He had stated in the invitations for his guests to arrive by six thirty to make sure dinner would start on time.<br/><br/>"Do make sure Ben is presentable. I do not want him embarrassing me."<br/><br/>Ben was Charles grandson. While he, of course, loved him, Charles was also disappointed in him. Ben liked to spend money but had no work ethic to actually make any. That was something that would have to be fixed.<br/><br/>"Of course, Mister Vanderbilt. Would you like to see him before dinner?"<br/><br/>"Yes, make sure he comes to my office."<br/><br/>"Of course."<br/><br/>Albert replied and once dismissed, he went to Ben's room.