Building a Conglomerate in Another World

Chapter 194: Off My Back

June 25, 1893.

The presidential office in Washington buzzed with activity as aides and secretaries rushed to meet deadlines. Reports from across the nation filled Matthew Hesh’s desk, but his focus today was on a different matter. He leaned back in his chair, deep in thought, the flickering firelight from the nearby hearth casting shadows on the walls. He had been briefed by his intelligence team regarding William Porter, the journalist who had relentlessly investigated his early years.

Matthew understood that letting Porter continue unchecked would eventually lead to damaging speculation. The man was too inquisitive for his own good, and Matthew needed to take control of the situation.

Amber entered the room, carrying a folder. "So, Porter," she began, setting it on his desk. "Your people have been monitoring him closely. He’s thorough, I’ll give him that."

Matthew nodded. "He’s chasing ghosts. If I let this continue, he might stir up rumors that could distract the nation. I need to handle him personally."

Amber tilted her head, curious. "What’s the plan?"

"I’ll invite him here. He wants answers? I’ll give him enough to get him off my back—enough truth to make him drop the rest of his investigation," Matthew replied.

Amber smiled softly. "Careful, Matthew. He’s a smart man. You’ll need to walk a fine line."

Matthew chuckled. "I’ve faced tougher negotiations. Besides, sometimes people need a glimpse behind the curtain to realize there’s no magic trick. Just hard work."@@@@

Later that afternoon, William Porter received a formal letter delivered by a White House aide. The embossed seal caught his eye immediately. He opened it with a mixture of excitement and caution.

[Mr. Porter,

You are cordially invited to the White House for a private discussion with President Matthew Hesh. The President wishes to address the questions you have raised in your recent inquiries.

Your dedication to uncovering the truth has not gone unnoticed. This meeting will provide the clarity you seek.

Sincerely,

Porter hesitated, sensing there was more to the story but unsure how to push further without crossing a line. "Some still wonder if you had... outside help. Financial backers, foreign interests—"

Matthew’s expression hardened slightly. "There were no secret benefactors, Mr. Porter. Every deal, every investment, every innovation was the result of hard work and negotiation. I’ve always acted in the best interest of Amerathia."

The room grew quiet for a moment. Porter met Matthew’s gaze and saw no hint of deception—just unwavering confidence.

"You’ve built an empire," Porter finally said. "And now, you’re leading the nation. What’s next for you?"

Matthew leaned back, exhaling slowly. "I plan to keep pushing Amerathia forward. We’re at a turning point in history. Our industries, our infrastructure, our place in the world—all of it is evolving. I want to ensure that every citizen benefits from that progress."

Porter closed his notebook. "You’ve given me a lot to think about, Mr. President. I appreciate your honesty."

Matthew stood, extending his hand again. "I trust this conversation has answered your questions. I respect journalism, but I hope you’ll use your platform to tell the full story—not just the rumors."

Porter shook his hand firmly. "You have my word."

As Porter left the White House, he felt a mixture of awe and frustration. He hadn’t uncovered the secret he had hoped for, but he had gained something else—an understanding of the man behind the legend. Perhaps, after all, there was no great mystery. Just a relentless drive to shape the future.

Meanwhile, Matthew watched from the window as Porter departed. He knew the journalist would still have doubts, but he had done enough to keep the truth buried. For now, his secrets remained safe.

Amber entered the room quietly. "How did it go?"

"He’ll back off for now," Matthew said. "But we’ll keep watching him. We can’t afford to let anyone dig too deep."

Amber nodded, her expression serious. "We’ve got bigger things to focus on. The future won’t wait for anyone."

Matthew smiled faintly. "Exactly. Let’s get back to work."