"Good evening, everyone." Richard greeted and began to open the conversation to give a speech. He said a few words to them quite fluently, considering that he had taken a break, not being directly involved in recent years.But his welcome was greeted enthusiastically by the guests who came, some of them reacted with excitement, because at last someone whose identity was considered mysterious finally revealed himself to the public, they began to comment on his eye-catching appearance and so on, compliments about the good things in him were expressed mostly by the women who were present there.Others responded critically, as Richard's tender age was not commensurate with his known success and inexperience. Most of the things Richard did were always things of great value, but also, some things that were considered impossible somehow became promising when done by him."...min... Jasmine!" Edmund called out rather loudly, snapping the woman out of her reverie."What's wrong?" he asked, som

Richard walked into the gallery building where the diamond exhibition he wanted to visit was located. He picked up an event brochure that contained a lot of information about the cast titled Longing Stone: The Memory of You."Who is he longing for?" Richard read the exhibition's title with a smile. As he walked inside, he skimmed the information written there to know what this exhibition was for and who was the muse of his work this time.Upon entering, Richard's gaze immediately met the display case that showed a large diamond sculpture in the gallery's center.Like him, several others stopped nearby and stared at the diamonds reflecting the sparkling light. The dispersion of light exhibited by the diamond looked amazing, making the spy marvel at its sparkle."It's amazing how he placed all these diamonds in just the right order." A woman was there admiring a diamond stone that appeared before her eyes.Walking from there, Richard came across a necklace that was one of the main items

"Ah, I've been looking for you since earlier among the master's crowd." Daniel smiled with his face full of happiness.His feelings were at an unprecedented level. After a long life journey, at a certain stage, he could finally show himself in public with their recognition of him. At that time, he wanted to boast to those who knew his difficulties best, showing that he had been able and had now reached the highest point he had managed to achieve.Richard looked at him proudly. "Yes, I saw your head looking for something in the crowd earlier."Daniel responded with laughter. "I wanted to show you, Master. Showing that I'm competent and that you didn't pick the wrong person. That I did not waste your time and effort in helping me."Richard nodded his head. "Yes, it seems I did choose the right person."He knew what he was doing a few years ago by choosing Daniel as the person he wanted to support. He knew Daniel had great ability but had no chance to develop. He pretended not to care an

"So, how are you?" asked James Marrison, Richard's father. The man, who looked to be in his late seventies, sat with his gaze fully on Richard.He seemed calm, waiting for Richard, who was enjoying dinner before him. Richard raised his gaze to his father, looking at him with the same calm demeanour. "I'm doing fine." He didn't feel anything special or anything like that.James moved his hands to place the spoons neatly to the left and right of his plate. "I know what you're doing back here," he said, his calm voice dominating the sound throughout the room.Although he had entered his senior years, he had not lost any of his charisma as the leader of a large company. He was still his old self, the centre of attention because of his abilities."I know you've been busy lately doing this and that." From the sound of it, he sounded interested in it. "I also know that you are carrying out your delayed plans." He mentioned them one by one.Richard nodded his head as he sipped his drink from

"What's he talking about?" The youngest of the group of six, including the blond-haired man who had told them the story, spoke up. He looked Richard up and down nonchalantly.One of the men in his early forties with red-coloured hair looked at him while shaking his head slowly. "He's talking about nickel, an element of the earth in the form of a metal similar to gold, but of course, in competition, nickel cannot be considered a match." He explained seriously.The young man glared at him. "I know about nickel and gold being metals. That's not what I meant. "What I'm wondering is why he suddenly talked to us about it?" he said with half emotion, his mannerisms not good enough considering the man named Armani was the youngest.Rey rolled his eyes in disgust. "Why don't you just ask him?" He replied in a sarcastic tone.Armani snorted, glancing at him curtly, then looked at Richard, who had caused the argument between them while he was listening and listening well to what Mr. Olson, the b