“You what?” Mr. Owen’s voice roared inside his office when he heard Elisha’s proposal in adjusting the wedding in a month.“I already told Matthias. And isn’t a week of preparation too rushed? What will you do if Matthias will became suspicious of your actions?” Elisha reasoned out to her father, eyes determined to make her request approved. “Are you the one making the plans here? Do you think you’re better than me?” Mr. Owen rebutted. “You…”A sigh.When he can’t express the words of refusal to Elisha, Mr. Owen just threw the ashtray on top of his table to Elisha’s head, making a mess of cigarette butts on her hair.“Just make sure that you don’t thwart my plans any further or else…things will be bad for you and your mother.”When Elisha left Mr. Owen’s office, she immediately called her mother to ask about her well-being.“Ma, how are you feeling today?” she asked.“I’m fine now. Anyway, what did that person tell you today? Haven’t I already warned you before not to talk with him?”
“Master Matthias,” Zack greeted Matthias. Matthias' eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when he recognized the man in front of him. Zack Cheng! “What are you doing here? Are you following me?” Matthias answered as he looked back at the place where he came from. So, they knew that he went to the police. “You never fail our expectations, Master Matthias,” Zack commented, taking his favorite lighter out of his suit’s pocket to light the cigarette that he's been biting since earlier. “So, you already anticipated this situation?” “Yes, Master Matthias,” Zack replied. “Isn't it obvious that an honest and powerless man like you would come to the authorities rather than solving things on your own?” Matthias gritted his teeth. That's the truth he can't deny. Of course he has the money but there's no way Mr. Owen will not track down his expenditures. “You’re hopeless and just an ordinary citizen before you received Mr. Owen’s grace so it’s easy to figure out what you will do n
A month after, the wedding is set as initially planned with few modifications as requested by both Elisha and Matthias.“I really can’t believe that Matthias is really getting married.”“You said ‘really’ twice, Wilson,” Dylan commented to his friend. “And just believe what’s happening because it is what’s going on right now,” he said and waved at the camera man who walked beside them to film the grand wedding.“How can I not believe it?! But man, he’s marrying Elisha, that angel!” Then Wilson teared up again and nudged Matthias that was standing beside him. “You keep looking at your watch. Are you that impatient to see your wife?” he said with a snark. “And why did you not tell us that you’re dating before. And that you slept together huhu…”Right.That’s what everyone's thinking right now… the fact that Elisha and Matthias slept together and Elisha’s family caught Matthias red handed.In short, they don’t acknowledge that the two are marrying each other on their own volition. And
“Let me go! Let me–”Matthias woke up the next day in an unfamiliar place. In contrast to the white ceiling of his place that Mr. Owen arranged, this one looks like it’s been dipped into a golden honey, decorated with black linings and deep dark ambiance.“Did you have a good sleep?” Matthias instantly searched for the owner of the voice and saw a silver haired woman sitting on a couch not too far away from the bed. “I already warned you not to go through the wedding but you still did. Are you a fool?” the woman asked him when they locked eyes to each other, flipping the side of her hair to show her face more clearly.“You’re the woman who kidnapped me,” Matthias stated.“Obviously, I am.”Ignoring the fact that the woman is the same person who warned him and kidnapped him twice, Matthias stood up from the bed, took the robe folded neatly beside him and wrapped his naked body with it. “Where are my clothes? Where’s Elisha? Did you – urghh…”Matthias almost puked.What happened?Be
“Did you hold on to that question for too long?!”Matthias held his laughter at Mirella’s fit.“Laugh all you want, you ignorant asshole,” Mirella cursed at him. “I may look like this but I am way older than you.”“I find that hard to understand,” he bantered, looking up and down at Mirella several times. Annoyed, Mirella pushed the vase beside her as if throwing a tantrum, scattering the fake flowers on the floor and shards of the broken vase.“And you’re acting like a kid right now,” Matthias said, irritating Mirella more.“I apologize for bursting your bubble but this isn’t how I usually act when I am acting as a child. If you’re curious how I am when I’m throwing tantrums, why don’t you follow me for a while? There’s a place that I want to show you.” Matthias’ eyes brightened when he heard that he could finally get out of that room. Although it won’t mean that he can escape from Mirella’s confinement now, it is still better than becoming a stagnant water inside that room.As if
Two years after Matthias’ disappearance, Arnauld finds himself drowning on a series of reports by his private investigators again.Like before, there is still no trace of Matthias nor that freak of a loli-granny Mirella who took over control of Matthias' education which is done her way.“Dad, one of our warehouses burned again.”Arnauld glanced at his son, Aren. “How long are you going to waste resources just to find someone who is not even your blood relative?” Aren questioned his father, his hands trembling from the irateness he’s feeling toward his negligent father.“Remember this Aren, whatever we have right now doesn’t belong to us but to the great master. What I am wasting is the great master’s resources and not ours and that is to find Matthias Claude, the next master.”“Just leave him be! Can’t you just let–”“The economy will crumble, Aren!”Arnauld, frustrated, laid his head on the pile of papers in front of him. He knows exactly what will happen when the great master’s ric
“Matthias!” Arnauld happily cheered when he arrived at the warehouse and saw Matthias, sitting in a foldable chair, staring at him with a blank expression–like a king overlooking his vassal.Aren who saw this clicked his tongue. Why does his father look like a dog in front of this Matthias person, barking and wagging his tail cheerfully as if his owner came back after a long time.“You know I became curious when my men suddenly called me which is unusual. So, I checked if it’s you but it turns out that it’s your little hatchling here.”Arnauld looked at his son quizzically. What did he do?He wanted to ask.But then, it’s a good thing that he did that since the result brought him face-to-face with Matthias.“Forgive my son, Sir…”Matthias frowned at Arnauld’s sudden change of tone.He’s just a bit over 40 years old with a son that’s barely adult but as their rank dictates, he’s bowing towards Matthias. But even with that, Matthias finds it repulsive when someone older is acting like
"Elisha?"Matthias laughed dryly at the mention of Elisha's name. "What made you think that I am still interested in things regarding Elisha?"Slowly, the confidence within Aren faded. It looks like Matthias really doesn't give a damn about Elisha judging from the way he just brushed off the topic nonchalantly.But Aren tried pushing Matthias again."Isn't she the woman who died—""Stop your bullshitting," Matthias interrupted Aren. "If you don't have anything more to say, you can come down and go back to your father now."Despite that, Aren's resolve to come with Matthias did not break."Then, I have no choice but to show my competence," Aren declared. "You see, I am good at almost everything I do. Surely you will find me helpful in your next plans," he insisted to Matthias, making the latter feel burdened by his sincerity."Fine. Let me think about it," Matthias conceded. When Aren went out of his car after a few more requests to leave him alone for now, Matthias turned his phone