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'm Jacob Wyatt Rodriguez. You can call me Wyatt,” Jacob said as he greeted a man dressed quite eccentrically in purple. “Haha, handsome and rich! Just like me when I was younger,” he said happily with a cigar in his left hand. Jacob returned the greeting with a smile. To him, the man was quite unique. Emma joined in the greeting and then led her guests into the banquet room. Jacob followed with the last guest. He walked beside him with patience as the old man used a cane and looked very old. “You are a very great man, Mr. Raymond. You rule the city of Horizon,” Jacob praised, and the bald man with round glasses smiled wryly. “Show me your greatness, Wyatt. Don't disgrace your mother and father. They're great people,” he replied, to which Jacob nodded slowly. In a room with decorations that were almost all made of selected wood, it made a classic impression of luxury. There was a long table in the center of the spacious room with marble floors, filled with 10 people, including Jacob among them. Jacob sat at the center, with the women and men divided on the left and right sides of the table. Ewald stood beside Jacob as his trusted assistant. The rulers of 10 major cities were seen. Jacob seemed to remain calm, although the seniors knew that he was nervous. The news they got from Ewald was that Jacob had been locked up by the Kaye family for 10 years and made into a servant. They were furious and eager to get back at Kaye, but the rulers were curious about the actions of Rodriguez's successor. Jacob started by introducing himself again and then got to the main point of the meeting. “So, you're after the Torres Company? You can take it down in the snap of a finger, Wyatt. Why go to all the trouble?” asked a man with neatly trimmed sideburns and mustache named Davidson from Gondez city. “Sorry, Mr. Davidson. However, I would like to know who the people around Torres are. I see that the Kaye and Torres families have a strong connection. Their involvement with my family's past must be there, even if it seems vague to you,” he said. The seniors nodded slowly, as if confirming the words of the handsome man before them. “You're different in handling matters like this, Wyatt. Although I heard from Emma that you became a servant and were required to be versatile. However, seeing your determination and self-control to expose the evil people who have been eyeing your parents' power, I am in favor,” said a woman around 50 years old with her hair rolled up. “Thank you, Mrs. Elberta of Highten,” Jacob said with a nod of respect. Elberta nodded back. "Do you know about your parents' death?" Mr. Patterson asked . Jacob nodded in response. “Yes, they died in an accident while on a business trip out of town,” Jacob replied calmly. “Rodriguez's accident must have been intentional. You must find the culprit, Wyatt,” said the man with the sharp eyes and thick eyebrows sitting on the right side of the table. “Of course, Mr. Fernando. It's one of my priorities,” Jacob replied firmly. “We will always help you from the shadows, Wyatt. I can sense that you want to finish this on your own. Therefore, we will not interfere,” said the man with graying brown hair and glasses. “Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Riddick,” Jacob replied politely and was nodded at by the lord of Lodenburg. “You'd better not use that ring in public, Wyatt. Your secret could be exposed. Perhaps, Torres has already warned his son,” explained the woman with long straight gray hair in her fifties. “I accept your advice, Mrs. Firenze.” The woman nodded with a serious face. “I will make this ring a pendant,” he added as he gazed at the ring left behind by his parents. "I'm sure you can accomplish all this on your own without our help. However, we are a big family. When the going gets tough, we help each other survive and stay on top," said the portly man in the shiny brown suit. “You are right, Mr. Obsidian. Kaye is not my family, but you are. The Big 10,” Jacob said, earning a big smile from the guests. That night, became the most important night for Jacob. His fatigue disappeared because of the arrival of the rulers, who were none other than his parents' friends. However, who would have thought, Jacob who looked innocent, but dexterous amazed the seniors. They talked about Jacob when the handsome man excused himself to the bathroom. “Tell us, Ewald. How did Wyatt live while locked up by the Kaye family?” asked Mr. Davidson curiously. “During his ten years as a servant, the young master was only paid $640 and ... he did many unnatural things. He was humiliated and wronged. I believe that Mr. Kaye did this on purpose to cover up Mr. Wyatt's true identity to his extended family. However, the good news. Mr. Kaye's wife and children have no idea who Mr. Wyatt really is. If they did, the Rodriguez family fortune would have already been drained using the young master,” Ewald replied angrily. “The Kaye family has gone too far. They should be made to pay for this insult to the Rodriguez bloodline,” Emma said angrily. “However, the good thing is. Wyatt is used to being insulted and abused while living with the Kaye family. Henceforth, we have nothing to worry about. Wyatt's mentality is like steel,” Obsidian explained. Everyone nodded in agreement. “We leave Wyatt in your care and upbringing,” Riddick said as he looked at Emma and Ewald. “I knew it. I'll be the babysitter,” Emma said with a lazy face, but made her audience laugh lightly. “So … he's going to stay for a month at the Torres Company to investigate Rodriguez's missing assets?” asked Elberta curiously. Emma and Ewald nodded in agreement. “How many assets are missing?” “Fifty,” the two replied in unison, which surprised the seniors in the room.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
Jacob felt his choice to leave the Torres Company gave him plenty of time to learn new things, especially the life of a trillionaire. Sheena and Ewald, imparted new knowledge to the Rodriguez scion. There was a significant change in Jacob Wyatt. He was now the wealthy young master that the people around him expected him to be. That afternoon. Rodriguez mansion. Rowbon Town. "Sheena," Jacob called out to the beautiful woman in her room. "Yes, Mr. Wyatt," Sheena replied kindly as she noticed a significant change in Jacob, who was now more charming as he looked like a wealthy young master. "Will ... you be attending my birthday party?" asked Jacob, no longer sounding nervous when talking to her. Sheena smiled. "I'm really sorry. I won't be able to attend because of my busy theater rehearsal schedule. The performance will be next week," replied the beautiful woman with a smile. Jacob nodded slowly in response. Sheena looked uncomfortable because the handsome man seemed to expect her