Charles Ballmer was sitting at his private desk, watching as the seconds ticked away on the clock on his wall.It was the first time he would attack a police station, but his deal with Curtis was something he couldn't break.*Knock, knock* came from the office door, indicating someone wanted to enter."Come in!" said Charles Ballmer. It was his butler."Mr. Ballmer, the men are ready and waiting for your order to leave the mansion," he reported."Thank you, Alfonso. Please have them wait for a moment. I would like to speak with them," Charles replied."Right away, sir," said the butler as he went to fetch the men who would carry out the operation.Charles stood up from his chair and began to look out the window with his arms crossed behind his back.Five burly men with the faces of criminals entered the private office while the butler, Alfonso, closed the door."You wanted to see us, sir," said the leader of the men."I just wanted to make sure you were clear on what you were going to

The weeks passed, and gradually people began to forget about the Carson incident. Everyone turned the page, and no one asked any more questions about what had happened.Everything returned to normal, and Curtis resumed his role as the head of Stanton Mansion, despite having many enemies who wanted to take away his inheritance. He continued to enforce his rules.Every year, the Stanton family hosted an art exhibition at one of the country's most important museums. It was a way to showcase to the world the good taste and distinction of that surname.It was the first year without Joseph Stanton as the president of the exhibition, and instead, Curtis would obviously be representing the Stanton family.Everyone in the mansion had prepared with great excitement for this occasion. It was an elegant party where they could mingle with very important and powerful people.The Stanton siblings had hired famous designers to create exclusive outfits for the occasion. Charles Ballmer and Kim Ballmer

Curtis had walked for a long time until he finally reached a bus terminal. He was exhausted and panting, tongue hanging out due to tiredness, but he wasn't willing to give up. Beth couldn't have her way, and he didn't want to give her the satisfaction of the art exhibition taking place under her command."Good morning," Curtis said as he arrived at the spot where the bus he needed to take would depart.But the individuals in charge of selling bus tickets completely ignored him.Curtis cleared his throat loudly, intending to get the workers' attention. Perhaps they hadn't heard him the first time he spoke.But just like the first time, they completely ignored Curtis and continued chatting and laughing amiably."I need a damn ticket to get on that damn bus," Curtis suddenly shouted, feeling furious at being ignored.Curtis's shout and offensive manner of speaking quickly bore fruit. Those individuals stopped chatting to pay immediate attention to him."Hey, brother, calm down," one of t

The art exhibition continued as if nothing had happened, but Prince Rick Carusi's attitude towards Curtis had completely changed. He no longer saw him as a mere worker he could humiliate and treat like trash. Now, he treated him with great admiration and respect. He even seemed to ignore Beth and Agatha just to pay attention to Curtis Stanton."Good evening," Curtis said loudly in the center of the room to draw everyone's attention. "Today is a very special day. Today, the world will see the immense art collection that Joseph Stanton accumulated throughout his life. Please, enjoy.""Bravo! ... bravo! ... you're a genius!" Prince Rick shouted as he clapped and whistled in the crudest and most common manner.Agatha and Beth looked at each other in astonishment. They didn't understand what the hell had happened to the prince who arrived an hour ago.Curtis returned to his family's side and the prince to enjoy the exhibition just like everyone else.The prince quickly rushed to serve a co

"I guess I don't have another option," said Curtis, placing his hands on the desk.Charles Ballmer arched his eyebrows and tilted his head slightly as he smiled, pointing the gun at Curtis.Curtis sighed and huffed loudly as he shook his head. He refused to accept it, but Charles left him no choice."I can give you another option... I can fill your head with lead right now, and that would be the end of our problem," threatened Charles with a passive-aggressive attitude."I prefer the other option," Curtis stood up and extended his hand to shake Charles Ballmer's hand."That's the Curtis I like," Charles Ballmer smiled and holstered his gun before shaking hands with his new partner."I guess I'll have to wait for you to make your first trip," said Curtis as he lowered his gaze to pick up his drink."Tonight.""What?!... Tonight?!" Curtis asked, very surprised."Yes... tonight. Is there a problem?""Ships need to be prepared at least a day in advance. There's a lot of paperwork to be do