Andrew had been to many offices during his short time hunting job, yet, the beauties in his front were peerless. The wall is as white as snow, the floor is adorned with white marble, and beautiful cushion chairs with golden covers make the office look like a palace. As for the several gadgets, they can only be seen inside the house of the super-rich. "Please sit down, Andrew." Andrew peeked at the beautiful woman in front as he sat on one of the cushion chairs, and he was mesmerised by her white, long hair that reminded him of a waterfall, her well-shaped face perfected by blue eyeballs, a straight nose, and pink lips. " I was talking to you, Andrew!" He was pulled out of his reverie when Miss Simpson called his name. "Em... Em, I am so sorry, I still don't understand what's going on." "I will explain to you, now. But before then, " Miss Simpson pressed a black button on her table, and Angela hurried inside a minute later. "You called for me, Ma." Her voice shivered when she s

All the O'Connor family gathered around the broken vase. "How did it happen?" Danny asked his wife. "I want to put it down, and it slipped from my hand." "You are so careless. Now we have to look for the means to pay this debt." Madam Alice mumbled. "Mistakes can happen to anyone. There is no -." And who put your mouth in this affair? Leave us, Andrew. You are nothing but bad luck," Madam Alice cried out, raised her hand and waved at Andrew to go away. "Since Moana's husband is here, I suggest he should pay for this breaking vase," Timothy who just arrived at the scene announced. "Well... We are here to pick a thousand dollars gifts, and did not plan for this loss." Danny answered back with an ashen face. "I suggest you follow me to the manager's office. Mr Brian O'Connor was a well-known man in this city before his death. I am sure my boss will consider his family." The sales representative gestured to the forlorn-looking members of the O'Connor family to come along with hi

"What did you say, Alice?" Uncle Sam stepped down the podium, walked towards Alice jerked her by her right arm, and then dragged her out of earshot. "Why did you decide to embarrass your in-law publicly like that?.. I agree the gift is beyond Andrew's means, but we should at least discuss this in private and not publicly," Uncle Sam asked in a whisper. "I hate stealing with passion, and Andrew seemed to be developing from a petty thief to a burglar." Madam Alice let out in a loud voice. "Shh. Stop raising your voice... Where is Andrew?" "Over there. Send someone to call him to defend himself." Uncle Sam nodded his head, and his handsome face suddenly became cringed with worries. After Madam Alice's accusation, the guests who had previously admired Andrew and his million-dollar gift suddenly had frowns on their faces when they learned it was stolen, and most of them promptly avoided Andrew the way they avoided a lepper. "Come over here, Andrew. I have something to ask from you?

The O'Connor family sat in the cushions in front of the mayor, and they were all looking scared because they were expecting the worst from the expressionless-looking man. "Contrary to your expectations, Mr Andrew did not steal the credit card," the mayor let out, drew a breath and resumed after, "he won some money in a raffle draw and the money was paid into his account. The card with him was registered with the account. My investigations show that he is innocent of all these charges." "Thank you, mayor, for explaining this to us. I always tell my people to take it easy with Andrew, I believe that he is a lucky man and will be rich one day." "Enough of your false compliment, Moana," Madan Alice shrieked, raised her right hand and jerked it furiously at Moana, then resumed her yelling, "What will happen to all your sweet tongue and praises when he finished his sudden wealth? I bet you will go back to being his enemy!" "I knew Andrew since childhood, and I believe him when he claimed

A tall and huge guard in a blue and white uniform glared at the yellow-painted taxi as it parked in front of The palace gate. He stepped out of the security office that is constructed in front of the hotel fence, stormed towards the taxi, raised his left arm, pointed his finger toward a board on the wall, and then yelled out with a voice filled with anger. "Are you blind or you can't read the sign on that post?" Andrew turned towards the shivering driver and offered a smile to reassure him, then poked his head out of the car window and said in a calm voice, "So sorry, officer. I am here to see Miss, Simpson, and I am sure she won't mind if I enter with a taxi." "Damn you, lass," the guard loomed over Andrew, shakes his head in anger, turned towards the driver and yelled "Get this dirty taxi out of here before I break the glasses to pieces. "You lost, Mister," the driver whispered to Andrew as he ignited his taxi. "Not yet," Andrew muttered back and then looked into the glaring e