The man leaned back into his seat with a smile as he looked at the woman before him.
"You think I am a rich spoiled brat?" he asked with a giggle escaping his lips.
"I just thought… we all thought that you were."
"And what if I told you I was nothing like that. Would you believe me?"
"I could but…"
"I have seen my own fair share of disgrace just like you and the others. You are not the only ones there. I have suffered as well. If I show you that I am the right person for the job, would you all let me be?"
"I…"
"Will you all accept me? Or will you still find something else to pin on me that would make you all hate me again. Because I am not only tired of this, I just want everything to be good.