First Heir: Hunter Dmitri

5

   “I’m sorry, Hunter. I’m really sorry,” master Pritt kept on apologizing to Hunter, who’s just silently standing near the aisle.

Most of the guests went home an hour ago, and Hunter wasn’t spoken since then, he felt ashamed, and broken hearted, thinking of all the things he had done for Olivia, and yet she still chose to leave him with so much pain.

“We can still fix this, I will do everything in my power to reach Olivia, don’t worry, Hunter, the wedding will still happen,”

The church’s door suddenly open, and there, Alfred—his right hand, arrived, to pick him up. Master Pritt and Mr. Johnson, looked at Alfred confusingly, “Boss,” Alfred muttered, as he saw the man who he have been serving for year.

He immediately walk towards Hunter, “Alfred, it’s nice to see you again,” Hunter’s broken voice greeted Alfred.

“Who might be this man, Hunter? You know him?” Mr. Johnson asked, still looking at Alfred, the remaining guests were also looking at the newly arrived Alfred.

Alfred stood straightly and looked into Mr. Johnson’s eyes, that made Olivia’s father taken a back. He haven’t seen anyone who can move him in just one glance.

“Alfred, this is Mr. Johnson and Master Pritt, my ex-fiance’s father and grandfather,” Hunter turn his gaze to the two old men, who is still in shock after hearing Hunter, “Mr. Johnson, Master Pritt, this is Alfred, my friend,”

“What do you mean, Hunter? We will settle this, ri—” Master Pritt, for the first time was being cut by Hunter.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think, any of your plans will work out, Olivia decided for herself, and it neither both of you, nor me, she chose herself, and her well, happiness,” Hunter turned to Alfred, “I called him to pick me up, this will be the last time, I will associate myself to your family,”

“Hunter, I know, you’re hurt by now, but don’t make abrupt decisions, don’t let you emotions overpower your decisions,” Mr. Johnson, he genuinely liked Hunter, since he’s humble and a good learner, ”Let’s talk about it again, just calm down first,”

“This is my decision, thank you for having me on your family,” both old men didn’t have the chance to speak, “With that, we will take our leave,” Hunter bid his goodbye, and starts to exit the hall, behind him, is Alfred, who is excited for Hunter’s comeback—their notorious and savage boss.

“Got home Already?” Hunter’s father—Zafron, greeted him, when he got home. It was already dawn and Hunter didn’t expect his father to be awake, up this earlier.

“Yeah, long time no see, dad,” Hunter mumbled, but enough for Zafron to hear, “How have you been?” he started a conversation.

“Doing good, so, how was the escapade, with your—what was her name again?” Zafron’s humorous voice got into Hunter, that made him rolled his eyes.

“Olivia, you’re acting like you don’t know about it, dad,” Hunter comfortably sat on the sofa, trying to get himself together, in front of his father.

“Did you love her, son?” instead of turning his eyes to Zafron, Hunter looked down, his heart were still shattered, “I’m asking you,”

“I wouldn’t let myself drown with so much humiliation and treatment, if I didn’t love her,” Hunter solemnly answered.

“Get your revenge,” Zafron said in a firm tone, “Get back for all the damage his damages and humiliation her and her family gave you, for all the pain they inflicted on you,”

Hunter looked at him in disbelief, “How could you say that, dad? You’re actually the reason why I got almost married to her, you saved master Pritt, right?”

Zafron chuckled, “Hunter, I’m a businessman, I don’t take everything free, or without interest, you gain nothing from them, yet, they got everything from you, how is that fair?”

Hunter’s brow furrowed, “What do you mean?” Zafron open the drawer near his side, and handed Hunter an envelope.

“See it for yourself,” Zafron said, and motioned him to open the envelope, which Hunter did.

In Hunter’s horror, he saw pictures of master Pritt, with familiar faces, “W-what’s this?”

“That old man was stealing your investors, and biggest business partners, while you’re busy being crazily in love with his granddaughter, he take that time, he knew who you are, and instead of helping you out, he—” Zafron handed another picture to Hunter, “Talk with that man, William, I don’t have to know what they are talking about, I’ll give you that one,”

“How about Olivia’s father?” Hunter was trying to find other reason, not to pursue the thought that his mind keeps on pushing inside his head.

“Well, he’s totally innocent with his father and daughter’s wrong doing, but that doesn’t mean he’s fully acquitted with these crimes in front of you,”

“I can’t believe, I fall for all these lies,” Hunter’s disbelieve is visible in his voice, “I trusted them, and they still thought of doing these to me?” a single drop of tear falls from Hunter’s eye, while still beaming at the photos.

It’s a pictures of different days, and venue, where master Pritt was eating and talking with investors and business partners. Hunter gritted his teeth.

“I told you, son. People are the true evil in this world, you can’t trust anybody of them including me. That’s why I let you figure it out, yourself. I let you see how this world works, before your eyes, and now that you see it, what are your plans now?”

Hunter’s fist clench, enrage with the facts in front of his eyes, “You’re right, I have to get my revenge, to those who inflict pain on me, throughout the couple years, I’ve been out,”

“How do you plan to do it?” Zafron asked, he wanted to know, what life outside their home taught him. He is both excited and curious on how far his son went.

Zafron feels like he’s looking at himself, the posture, the aura, the eyes, he can feel how his son became a man for a span of two years, far from the child like Hunter he let go and let explored the world.

“I’ll give them the taste of their own medicine,”