Joana ate her breakfast this morning with no appetite. She munched on her homemade toast while daydreaming. Her mind wandered back and forth, wondering where Bill was at the moment.Yesterday Joana had felt happy when Bill said he would come to her apartment room. Although she didn't know what Bill wanted to talk to her about, Joana thought they could clarify the relationship. Joana had even prepared a special dinner for Bill. Unfortunately, Bill didn't show up until midnight. He couldn't even be reached.At first, Joana felt upset. She thought maybe Bill was with Miranda and had forgotten about the appointment. But then, Joana doubted her own thoughts. She knew that Bill was not the type of person who would break a promise on purpose. Even if he failed to come to Joana's apartment room to see Miranda, Bill would at least give her the news.Joana had contacted Lee, Ginna and also Ronie, but they were all not with Bill, nor did they know where Bill was. Until finally, Joana was despera
Anne and Miranda finally sat down at a bus stop. Joana chose to stand behind the two women so she could hear their conversation clearly."How annoying! Cold weather like this, the bus doesn't come." Anne grumbled resentfully. The middle-aged woman seemed to be rubbing her own arms from the cold. The temperature was dropping as it was already winter."Never mind, ma'am. Stop nagging." Miranda responded to her mother's nagging."Don't tell me to shut up! I'm still annoyed with you. How could you spend all your precious things to give to that jerk Alan! Stupidly, you couldn't get Bill to come back to you!" Anne said loudly."Mom! Stop babbling nonsense. This is a public place." Miranda replied in a low tone, but her voice sounded furious.Joana who heard Anne's words frowned slightly. She was about to jump to conclusions, but tried to hear more to understand more."How can I not keep babbling, Miranda? You can't even take Bill's heart. Bill is so easy to persuade," Anne said."Bill has c
It had been almost a week since Bill was confined to a small house in the middle of the forest. Every day there were two people standing guard outside and it seemed like they changed people every day. Food was never in short supply. There was also a change of clothes and a washing machine for Bill to wash his dirty clothes. Bill was indeed kidnapped, but it could be said that he did not experience any violence, except for the first day he was kidnapped.Initially, Bill thought that by observing his surroundings every day, he would get an opening to escape. But apparently Bill was wrong. The house he was currently locked up in was small, but it had the latest technology. If Bill did anything suspicious, the house would automatically sound an alarm that would make the guards outside come in and check on Bill. Once Bill was tied up again because he was considered to be constantly trying to escape.With some tough negotiations, Bill was eventually released. Since then, Bill has tried not
"You'll only be waiting a short while longer, Mr. Bill. Be patient." Those were the words spoken by the middle-aged man who met him, before he left.To be honest, none of the man's words made sense to Bill. Everything felt confusing. Even if Bill asked, it felt like he still wouldn't understand. What exactly was happening to him right now? Bill was kidnapped, but placed in a proper house with complete facilities. Every day he could eat, sleep and exercise regularly, as if he was at home. The only thing Bill couldn't feel was freedom. He had to maintain the best possible attitude so that he would not be detected making an escape attempt.Bill reflected a lot because he had too much time on his hands. Sometimes he thought, could it be that he was currently being allowed to eat, sleep and exercise properly because he was being prepared to become a victim of human organ trafficking as Bill had seen on television?As time went on, Bill's thoughts became more and more chaotic. Too much thi
The car carrying Bill darted into the gates of the luxurious mansion, then stopped in the courtyard area of the mansion. Servants were lined up along the path to the main door, as if to welcome an important person.The middle-aged man who was with Bill in the car got out first, then opened the car door for Bill. Of course, the astonished Bill became even more astonished and confused."What the hell is this?" muttered Bill cluelessly."Please come down, young master. You are expected inside." The middle-aged man invited Bill to get out of the car while bowing slightly in respect.Of course, Bill was even more confused. Especially when he heard the nickname young master pinned on him just now. What was the meaning of all this? Was he now stranded on the set of a drama?Bill finally got out of the car still with a questioning face. He walked towards the main door of the mansion and instantly the servants lined up bowed simultaneously."Oh my!" Bill actually grumbled. What he was experien
"This is your room, Young Master." Jeremy stopped in front of a door and opened it for Bill.Bill entered the room despite his reluctance."If you need anything, just press the button on the wall. There will be servants coming to help you," Jeremy told him."All right. Thank you very much," Bill said."No need to thank me, Young Master. What I did was my duty," Jeremy said again. He then excused himself, leaving Bill alone in his room. After Jeremy left, Bill looked around the room. In his entire life, this was the first time he had ever seen a bedroom this large. Not only the room inside the room was spacious, but the balcony outside the room was also very spacious. There was even a private garden on the balcony. It was very comfortable to be used as a place to relax without having to be disturbed by other people.Bill began to explore the room as he looked around. The walk in closet, which was still connected to the room, was no less interesting. There is a large collection of clot
"Can't you take it? I really need my cell phone right now. I need to contact someone who must be very worried about me right now." Bill asked Jeremy for help."I'm sorry, Young Master. I don't have the slightest authority to ask your Excellency for those items," Jeremy refused."But the wallet and cell phone are mine. Why can't I have something different that belongs to me?" Bill asked."Sorry, I can't help. If you really need them, you'd better ask the Great Master yourself. He's not someone else, but your real grandfather," Jeremy said.Bill chuckled in annoyance. "I don't even know the man," he grumbled.Jeremy didn't respond to Bill's grumbling."Is there anything else I can help you with, Young Master?" Jeremy asked again. It looked like the man was in a hurry to leave Bill's room."Nothing, thank you. I'm sorry if I've interrupted your work." Bill said.Jeremy excused himself and left Bill's room. Once again Bill racked his brain so that he could get his cell phone back and cont
At lunchtime, a servant came to Bill's room to let him know it was time for him to come to the table. Bill came out of his room looking fresh and well-groomed. The moustache and sideburns that had previously started to cover part of his face were now clean-shaven. The waiter who accompanied Bill's steps seemed to steal a glance at the man. Bill's face seemed so hypnotizing. How could it not be, if he already looked like this, Bill's face looked even more similar to Ryan Rainer. There was no doubt that Bill was the grandson of the missing great master.The head chef greeted Bill in the dining room. The room was no less luxurious than the other rooms. The large dining table located in the center of the room also looked so magnificent. Bill was immediately ushered to the chair reserved for him."Please take a seat, Young Master. In a moment, the great lord will be joining you." The servant who escorted Bill invited Bill to sit with a polite tone."Thank you," Bill said as he rested his