As far as Maximillian Rockford, Max to those who knew him informally,  was concerned there were only two types of people born into money... 'Rich Kids' and 'Heirs.' Rich kids were the stereotype of a person born to wealth. They were spoiled, entitled, spent their lives spending the family money, and achieved nothing of note. Heirs were those who understood that what they were inheriting was more then just a large bank account. It was a legacy, a name, and it needed to both be guarded jealously as well as expanded upon. Max liked to think he was an heir and not just a rich kid.<br/><br/>Which was exactly why he'd asked his father to give him control of Intelletrex, soon to be Rockford Technologies once the paperwork was through, the small but dynamic information technology outfit that Rockford International had just acquired. Max had done his time on the ground level, he'd learned about the basics of running a business, and now he had wanted to 'earn his spurs' to add to the family fortune and really make something before the time came for him to head the entire corporation.<br/><br/>Max's father had proudly agreed, which was exactly why Max was now the CEO of the small company, and why he visited the company's office every day. He he big plans for where things would go, and those plans required a personal touch.<br/><br/>As fate would have it today's daily visit coincided with Natalie's visiting her husband. Max had just finalized his transition plan to make the company more competitive, and was now touring the office to check up on the general atmosphere. He knew things were likely to be at least a bit tense, the acquisition was only a week old and he knew the rumor mill was awash with talk of cut backs and plans for R.I. personnel lined up replace the existing staff.<br/><br/>Max's gaze scanned the office, looking into cubicles and at computer screens. As it passed by the individual office of one of the company's more senior employees Max noticed the shape of a beautiful woman standing in his door.<em>'Lucky old dog</em>' Max thought to himself as he walked over, his interest piqued.<br/><br/>Max walked into the office just as Natalie finished her little 'proposal'  even though he had heard it Max saw no reason to embarrass anyone so he didn't let on. "How are we doing today Mr..... Albright?" Max asked, keeping his tone friendly as he quickly scanned the desk and spotted the employee's name. His mind already trying to remember details from the man's file. "I see we have ourselves a visitor?"