People felt Toby Adamola had everything they needed: authority, the potential to transform the world economy, and billions of cash in the bank. His name was on luxury homes, computer companies, and buildings all over the world. But even with all of that, he often lay awake at night staring up at the ceiling of a penthouse that felt more and more empty.
He wasn’t worried about money difficulties or competitiveness; he was terrified of how empty he felt. People bowed, smiled, and said good things about him wherever he went, but it was all business. Nobody knew who the man with the cash was. They merely spotted the billionaire and acted in a way that was either nice or charming on purpose. Toby wanted to live in a place where no one knew who he was and where people were honest and kind with each other instead of being rich.
Toby had been doing charitable work for years, but it felt like a long way off and like a ceremony. Then he made the vital decision to create a hospital. He thought it was a place where individuals could be themselves, with kind physicians, nurses, and staff who wanted to help. He spent millions of dollars to build a cutting-edge medical center in a city with about a million residents. But after it was done and open, he didn’t go to the news conferences or cut the ribbon. Instead, he came up with a fake name for himself: James, a 50-year-old janitor looking for a permanent job.
He cut off his beard, traded in his fancy suits for used work clothes, and moved into a small apartment close to the hospital. People have no idea who he was. He had done this on purpose to make it hard for anybody to see him. He was simply another guy sweeping the floors at the exact place he had imagined.
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