That night, Ewald, who knew that Torres was suspicious of Jacob, immediately contacted Emma. The old woman quickly sent Blade to keep an eye on Torres' movements. Meanwhile, Jacob began living in one of his parents' mansions in the town of Rowbon. The servants welcomed him with big smiles. They were thrilled that Rodriguez's only son had finally returned.
“Hello,” said Jacob, looking so handsome, powerful, and friendly to his house servants after dressing himself up in a collection from Rivera Boutique.“Welcome back, Young Master Jacob Wyatt Rodriguez,” the servants replied with a bow.“No need to call me by a name that long. Just Wyatt. I'm starting to abandon the name Jacob. Nevertheless, I was once in your shoes as a servant,” he said with a charming smile.“Yes, Mr. Wyatt,” the servants replied, further admiring their young master, who was not only handsome, but also humble.They were so impressed to see Jacob look like a prince because he was wearing the exclusive suit he bought. The size sent fits his body perfectly. Jacob learned many things with Ewald before the night of the meeting. Ewald taught him to speak politely, but sharply when humbled. The old man looked amazed when Jacob told him about his life with the Kaye family.“Oh, so Mr. Kaye told you to always read, learn, and then practice?” asked Ewald who was sitting with his young master in the dining room after teaching him, how to behave at banquets. Jacob nodded elegantly. “However, it sounds like a charade under the pretext that he is using you to learn to be a servant,” he explained irritably while slicing meat. Jacob smiled slightly.“You're right, Ewald. If he intended to make me a young master, he should have taught me how to do business. Mr. Kaye instead taught me how to cook, clean the house, cut plants, and drive a car,” Jacob said, looking annoyed at the memory of those days.Ewald smiled slightly. He saw that Jacob was quick to adapt and eager to learn. Teaching him was not difficult. Jacob was able to speak well, be elegant and quick to act. However, as morning approached, Ewald had to be concerned again when he learned that his master was willing to become a janitor at the Torres Company in order to uncover his parents' past.“May good fortune be with you, Mr. Wyatt,” Ewald said anxiously.“They will not kill me, Ewald. Don't be afraid,” he said. Ewald could only smile stiffly in response to his young master's words.“I'm just afraid of losing you again, Mr. Wyatt,” Ewald muttered as he watched Rodriguez's only son enter Torres Company.Sure enough, as soon as Jacob changed into his janitor's uniform, he already got an unpleasant reception from Rafael.“Mr. Diablo is very angry with you, slacker. I don't know what stupid thing you did to make him ask you to clean all the bathrooms in this building,” he said, making Jacob's eyes bulge. “Do it now, useless person!”Jacob was breathing hard, but he quickly left the room. Jacob entered the first floor bathroom used by the Company's visitors. Torres Corporation is engaged in the Development sector. Recently, they built an elite residential area in the city of Rowbon. The sales were fantastic because the stock was sold out of 100 units, making Torres' name soar. The price per unit reached $650.000. However, Jacob felt there was something wrong behind Diablo's father's success.“Rowbon is Rodriguez's domain. How can you build elite housing in my parents' territory?” Jacob muttered after reading the brochure he had picked up while passing through the reception.While Jacob was mopping and thinking hard, two men he had met at the boutique appeared. They were Hector and Kendrick, Diablo's friends. Instantly, the two men smiled.“Well, well, well! The rumor that you're working for this company turned out to be true. I thought Diablo was bragging because he hates you so much, bum,” Hector said sarcastically.Jacob didn't answer and continued mopping.“No need to water! Let Jacob clean it for us. Don't make his job easy!” shouted Kendrick from a cubicle with a closed door.“Hahaha, you're right! Come here, you thief of Kaye family money! Oh, looks like my aim wasn't quite right. The spray is everywhere! Haha haha!” laughed Hector, which was met with laughter by Kendrick.Jacob clenched his fists, trying not to get angry. He exited the bathroom at a fast pace while the two men were still in there. Diablo's two friends were confused and rushed to catch up with Jacob because they were considered absent from duty. However, their steps immediately stopped.“Well, there they are. Apparently, Mr. Hector needs to be taken to the hospital. He was complaining that he had a problem with his urinary tract, so he sprayed on the walls and floor,” Jacob told the receptionist, causing the people in front of the restroom to stare at Hector with disgust. Hector practically panicked as he was publicly humiliated. Plus, there were women there because the restrooms were opposite.“Mr. Kendrick is the same way. He has trouble defecating. I think he has digestive issues. He's been farting all day and it smells horrible. So it's best not to use this bathroom just yet,” Jacob said, which made the people in front of the restroom stare at the two Diablo friends in disgust.“Come here, Jacob!” shouted Kendrick angrily.Jacob quickly retreated. He didn't want to retaliate against the man in front of him because he didn't want to get fired. His business at the Torres Company wasn't over yet. The people, who had gathered around out of curiosity, quickly left the scene because a fight was about to break out.However, suddenly, “What's going on?”“Oh, Mrs. Emma,” Hector called out as he stood up straight and nodded in greeting.Jacob looked at Emma who was staring at him fiercely with Blade, the bodyguard beside her. Jacob was still holding the handle of his mop as Emma approached him in an intimidating manner.“You smell like trash. Go clean it up!” Emma commanded, which surprised Jacob. Blade smiled wryly behind his mistress. Jacob nodded and went back into the toilet. He had to do it, even though he had to hold anger in his chest. “And you guys. Can't find an equal opponent. Your taste is really low for fighting a servant. Who is he that you bothered to insult him?” Emma asked with a fierce face.“Mm, he's … he's …,” Hector replied hesitantly.“He's no one, Mrs. Emma. I'm sorry to welcome you to my office with such an embarrassing incident,” greeted Mr. Torres and invited Emma to shake hands.“Yes. Diablo should find a friend who is his equal,” Emma quipped, glancing at the two young men beside her.Torres gave Hector and Kendrick a sharp look and left them. For him, Emma was more important because she was interested in investing in Torres' Company.“Damn, this is all Jacob's fault. We need to shame him in public!” said Hector angrily as he looked at the toilet that was closed with a sign saying it was under repair.“We'll report it to Diablo. He knows what to do with that parasite,” Kendrick explained, and Hector nodded. They hurried to find Diablo to report this.Inside the toilet, Jacob breathed a sigh of relief as luck was on his side. Emma had arrived just in time. Although to him, the old woman was like a witch because she didn't hesitate to be cruel to him, but he was happy to be saved. Jacob hurriedly cleaned the restrooms on that floor and then moved to another floor while looking for information about the Torres Company. Jacob eavesdropped on every conversation of the employees who were chatting nearby while cleaning. Little by little, Jacob began to learn about his rival company.“Oh, so Torres Company only took off in the last 10 years. Very suspicious timing since I seemed to be hidden from Rowbon for all that time,” Jacob muttered as he enjoyed the lunch Ewald made for him in the janitorial warehouse. “Where did he get such a large injection of funds? Kaye?” he asked, getting curious and wanting to find out more.Unfortunately, his working hours ended that day. Jacob, who was used to working, did not look tired and was even excited. Every day, Jacob used a different place to meet Ewald who picked him up.“Starting to see some light, Young master?” asked Ewald as he drove home.“Yes. I can't wait for tomorrow,” Jacob said excitedly, but to Ewald's surprise.“You have tomorrow off, Sir. The company is closed. You'd better get ready for the banquet you've been waiting for,” Ewald reminded.Jacob was stunned that he had almost forgotten. The man immediately accepted a black-bound book with a snake ornament like the ring he was wearing. Ewald handed over the book at Emma's request for Jacob to memorize it. The handsome man looked serious during the trip by reading the contents of the book.At 7 p.m. local time, a special banquet will be held to celebrate the return of the sole heir of the Rodriguez family. One of the resting houses of the Rodriguez assets, that Ewald managed to save, will be attended by important guests. The servants prepared to pamper their grand guests at the evening's closed-door banquet. “Mr. Wyatt, the guests have arrived. Have you memorized the names?” asked Emma, who was standing next to the handsome man in the navy blue suit. “Of course, Mrs. Emma. I have a good memory,” he replied confidently, which made Emma smile. One by one, the luxury cars dropped off their passengers in the main lobby. Ewald welcomed the guests into one of the Rodriguez family's vacation homes in the town of Vertiland. Ewald deliberately did not use his usual home for fear that the news of the Rodriguez son's return would make some people try to harm the young master. The old man also changed cars every day to avoid suspicion. “Hello, Mr. Patterson. Nice to meet you. I'
The seniors were stunned to learn that the Rodriguez family's missing assets amounted to 50 pieces. As the rulers looked at each other in silence, Jacob returned. Mr. Riddick immediately approached the handsome man and made Jacob stare back. "You must take your due, Mr. Wyatt. 50 assets is not a small number. I lost just one asset and had to hire a lot of lawyers to get it back. You, on the other hand, have to find 50 lost assets." "I understand this condition very well, Mr. Riddick. I am very grateful for your concern. I will not let those swindlers enjoy the fruits of mom and dad's labor. In fact, I will take back those assets. Besides, I will make them a deterrent," Jacob said firmly. Riddick's smile grew. He patted both of Jacob's shoulders firmly as a sign that he believed in the man before him. "Sorry to interrupt this wonderful conversation. It's just that the dishes are ready. Please allow the ladies and gentlemen to enjoy the meal we have served," Ewald invited. The
Jacob smiled in response. He whispered the task that Sebastian was about to undertake carefully. The Rodriguez family's garden pour listened intently, accompanied by a nod. “Yes, I have been to that city before, Sir. I also have a family. You don't have to worry about how I live in that city,” Sebastian said firmly. “Good,” Jacob replied with relief. “Only, the main problem now is … getting this place in order. It seems Ewald never visits his home,” Jacob continued with a long sigh. “Don't worry, Sir. The main room, kitchen, and bathroom have been cleaned. Only the living room, family room and yard have been left as they are to avoid any suspicion that the Kaye and Torres family's men followed you here,” said Sebastian. “Hem, good thinking,” Jacob replied in agreement. “Oh, one more thing. Come with me,” Sebastian invited as he stepped into a door that led to the back entrance. There was an old motorcycle with a lock attached. Jacob smiled and climbed onto it. Jacob fingered
Jacob walked after Torres, who was accompanied by his female assistant. The blonde woman occasionally turned to Jacob with a smile. Her slender body and above-the-knee skirt made her legs look so seductive. Her hips swayed beautifully in sync with her heeled footsteps, making the blue-eyed woman look perfect. A strange feeling suddenly ran through the handsome man's heart that made him uncomfortable. “Jessica, I'm not letting anyone into my office while Jacob is still inside. Even if it is Diablo,” Torres insisted as he held the doorknob open. “Yes, Sir,” replied the beautiful woman with shoulder-length curly waves. Jacob felt the tension of being let in, but this would be a pivotal moment for him to investigate Torres' wealth. Jacob tried to restrain himself from getting emotional. He stood by the door vigilantly. His eyes scanned the surroundings quickly for anything suspicious. “Please have a seat, Mr. Rodriguez,” Torres requested, which stunned Jacob into silence. “Excuse me?”
The next day, Jacob got ready for work. As he was about to remove his motorcycle from the back door, Jacob noticed suspicious movement from behind the window near the kitchen. The man paused for a moment and deliberately took out part of the bike's body, blocking the door. Jacob walked backwards and quickly slipped inside. He peeked through the curtains of the living room window, where he had closed the door and window tightly to leave. "I'm starting to get annoyed that my worries are happening. Looks like Diablo is starting to suspect me," Jacob murmured in a whisper as he watched Hector get into the car in a hurry. The man who was always with him, Kendrick, hurriedly drove the sedan away from the front of his house. Jacob paused for a moment, but then smiled. "Still, that's good. At least, they believe that Jacob Wyatt is a poor, useless man. My identity is safe," he said later. Jacob stepped back to take out his motorcycle. The sound of the engine from the old motorcycle echoed in
Ewald could see the pain his young master was enduring. Ewald glanced at an attendant in the coffee shop with a gesture of a wink of one left eye. The male clerk who was wiping the cup nodded in understanding. He then pressed a button under the cash register. Instantly, a curtain closed over the window where Jacob and Ewald were sitting. Jacob was stunned as the room suddenly became a little dark. Ewald then carried Jacob to enter a room that should not be entered by just anyone. Inside, Jacob was again surprised. Many fierce-faced men stared at him sharply, but then approached and carried him away. "Mr. Rodriguez's foot must be treated immediately. Call Shanum," Ewald requested. "We understand," replied a man who quickly made a phone call in the room. Ewald hurried to the car he had parked behind the coffee shop. Jacob smiled. Somehow he was so amazed by the way The Big 10 group worked that it turned out to have many places and could be called a hidden headquarters under the guis
Jacob was stunned when the group of men and women under the glass floor greeted him. Rodriguez's son returned it with a smile. The workers in the room then returned to their work after greeting him. “Me and the people down there work for you, Mr. Wyatt. So … take good care of us,” Shanum said, which made Jacob nod with a stiff face. Ewald suppressed a smile as he saw the surprised expression of Rodriguez's only son. The wooden floor again covered the glass floor below them. Shanum closed the control room door. She invited Jacob and her guests to sit in the chairs facing the screens.“Okay, I'm starting to understand, and … have you been spying my movements?” Jacob asked suspiciously. “I'm sorry if that makes you uncomfortable, Sir. It's just that we can't afford to lose Rodriguez's sole heir. Just think, 10 years of searching has yielded zero results. In fact, you can see for yourself. These CCTVs are installed in almost every corner of the city, but not a single one has captured yo
Coffee Shop. Black Hope, Rowbon town. Samuel and Morris met Diablo Torres and two of his friends, Hector and Kendrick. The two men from Kaye were shocked when they were told about Jacob, who was trusted by Torres to find out about Rodriguez's son. "Didn't you hear me wrong?" asked Samuel, glaring. "Yes. Father told me himself. I'm also forbidden from approaching Jacob again because it makes my name even worse. The last case made the stock drop drastically and father was very angry," explained Diablo irritably and took a sip of his black coffee. Samuel and Morris looked at each other in silence. Morris stared intently at Hector and Kendrick, who nodded slowly in confirmation of Diablo's statement. "What a sycophant. Jacob must have done something for Mr. Torres to trust him. What can that kid do? He's been a servant all his life. And now, a spy for Mr. Torres? Huh, I'm sure your father is just being used by him," Morris said condescendingly. "Yes, I think so too, Mr. Morris. Jaco