Jacob, feeling that he had gained a lot of information that day, immediately returned to his house. He had not expected so many unexpected things to happen in his life after leaving Kaye's house. Even though he was bruised and battered from Diablo's mistreatment, he was looking forward to a day full of surprises. “I'm getting used to it. 10 years of abuse while living in the Kaye household has made all the insults I received seem normal. I can get through this,” Jacob assured himself as he drove on. Jacob followed the GPS directions to get home. Until he passed through an area that had never been visited before. The brown-eyed man stopped at a red light when he saw a theater where Sheena was performing. Jacob, who had never known the world of theater, was curious. He went to the theater to buy a ticket. “Just one ticket. Is it true that I can't buy it?” Jacob asked irritably. “I'm sorry, but all the tickets are sold out, and the seats are full. You can't possibly watch standing
At exactly 5pm, Jacob woke to the sound of the doorbell. He shook off the covers and straightened his appearance in the mirror. He rushed to the door, but it opened automatically. Jacob was stunned for a moment as a blonde woman appeared, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and her arms well-muscled. She had a sharp look in her eyes as she saw the man with many bruises and abrasions on his face right in front of her. “Heh, Diablo seems to have beaten you to a pulp, Mr. Wyatt,” the woman said, surprising Jacob because the woman recognizing him. “You ... know about me?” asked Jacob curiously. The woman held out her hand for a handshake. Just as Jacob was about to return the handshake, his arm was suddenly grabbed, and his body pulled until his face was directly in front of the blonde woman's. “I'm Callie. I'm Obsidian's first daughter by his first wife,” the woman said, surprising Jacob. “Nice to meet you, Callie,” Jacob replied. The beautiful woman named Callie released her g
That morning, Jacob woke up to the sound of a loud alarm coming from the roof. He rushed to get up, even though his hair was a mess and his vision was blurred due to the rush. Callie, who saw from the hidden camera in Jacob's room, chuckled softly. She knew it was wrong to peek at the handsome man, but she was curious about Jacob's figure because she found him innocent, eager to observe him. “Callie,” called her father as he entered the control room of the house. “What? He's cute,” Callie cried, but Obsidian told his daughter to get ready. The control officer could only stand idly by as his duties were usurped by the Obsidian's daughter. Callie waited in the Big House because Jacob's schedule while in the house was to train there. “Hm, you're right on time,” Callie said, seeing Jacob panting as he arrived at the Big House, where it was still 5.30 in the morning. “Yeah, I don't want to be late and fail the training." Callie nodded, admiring Jacob's spirit. “Did you have some warm wa
Finally, the grueling journey came to an end. They arrived in the town of Rowbon 30 minutes before the show was due to start. The news that Wyatt Rodriguez and Obsidian Marcus would be attending the show practically packed the front of the theatre. They were curious to meet the two legendary businessmen, recognized by the government for their role in building the country's economy. The car escorting them quickly dropped off the guards for the two famous people. They were responsible for protecting people who had ill intentions towards the two members of The Big 10. “Mr. Wyatt!” called out an enthusiastic female reporter as she gazed at Rodriguez's son. Jacob wears a mask again. This time, all that was visible were bright blue eyes and shiny black hair in a 'coma' style. Obsidian appeared with a smile on his face as he waved to his fans. Ewald was waiting outside the main entrance, accompanied by the building manager, Mr. Norman. “Welcome, Mr. Obsidian,” he said, inviting a handshake
Sheena was stunned when she saw Jacob arrive at her workplace. She looked panicked and on the verge of tears. Jacob stared at the nervous-looking woman with piercing eyes, feeling lied to. Sensing that Sheena did not want to be honest with him, Jacob turned away and left the room in a huff. “I'm sorry,” Sheena said, trying her best not to cry, but Jacob ignored her. Ewald saw his young master leave the room with a cold face, no mask covering his face. The old man could hear Sheena crying from inside the room. Ewald rushed over to Jacob as the man was mobbed backstage. “Mr. Wyatt!” shouted the cast, mesmerized by the handsome face of Rodriguez's son, who was not wearing a mask. Jacob stood still as the actors and actresses of the theatre stood around him. The crew also came closer to get a better look at Wyatt Rodriguez. Ewald quickly secured his young master and asked everyone to step aside. But Jacob grabbed Ewald's shoulder and left everyone speechless. “Who decides what the peo
Jacob and Ewald were shocked. Fortunately, the traffic police had cleared the area in front of the theatre. The area was deserted as it was late at night. However, the incident that had just taken place made Jacob alert, as the man who had tried to steal the bag given to him by Obsidian was Rafael. “What were you thinking, stealing my bag?” asked Jacob, who had to endure another night of anger. But Rafael did not answer. The man looked scared because his two hands were being held tightly by Wyatt's bodyguards. Jacob then whispered to Ewald and the man answered in a whisper. Jacob nodded in understanding and then went to the car that had been provided to take him home. Ewald gave the code to the two bodyguards holding Rafael. The two men in black suits nodded their understanding. Rafael was forced into the car, but he resisted. “Rafael! I won't hesitate to put you in prison for this deliberate theft. But, I'll see to it that you don't leave this cell for the rest of your life. So, do
Mansion Rodriguez, Vertiland. That morning, before sunrise. Jacob already looked ready in a special outfit that was none other than his sports uniform when training boxing at the Obsidian residence. Having learned a lot from Obsidian and Callie, he hurried off to practice on his own. Callie recorded herself on a tablet, explaining the movements and types of exercises to be performed. Apparently, Jacob's activities in the gym of the house woke up the inhabitants of the mansion. Those who were curious came to the gym, and the rest watched from the CCTV in the control center.“Look. Mr. Wyatt seems to have an interest in boxing,” said one of the officers at the control center as he watched from the CCTV screen.“I don't know much about Mr. Wyatt yet, but from what I hear out there, the people who consider Mr. Wyatt a threat are starting to act. We must take good care of the young master. Don't let the tragedy of Mr. and Mrs. Rodriguez's death happen again,” said a dark-haired officer.Th
Jacob, having predicted that he would be tracked down, gave some tracked items to a number of people. He did this as he travelled to make the search more difficult, although he was confident that he would be found. “This phone is for me? Really?” asked a middle-aged woman who worked as a cleaner in a public area. “Yes, I already have a better one,” Jacob said as he handed over a cell phone, a gift from Ewald. “Thank you, Sir,” the woman said happily and put the expensive mobile phone in her trouser pocket. Similarly, Jacob gave him a watch as a gift from Ewald to a 40-year-old man who was repairing his old car on the side of the road. “You're not mistaken, are you, Sir? This expensive watch is for me? Is it real?” the man asked, glaring as he received a watch from a well-known brand. “Yes. If you don't believe me, you can sell it. You can buy a new car with this watch,” Jacob said, and the man immediately shook his hand tightly and continued to thank him. “Sir! What's your name