Daren forced himself into the office this afternoon, though. Daren sat in his work chair. He stared out the window, thinking about his upcoming meeting with Mr. Yamamoto, a famous Japanese businessman. Mike, knocked on the door and entered with a file in his hand."Mr. Daren, Mr. Yamamoto has arrived. Are you ready to meet?" asked Mike in a calm voice.Daren nodded, "Let's meet him in the meeting room. Make sure all the cooperation documents are ready."Mike followed Daren out of the office and into the conference room. Inside the room, Mr. Yamamoto was waiting with a friendly smile on his face. After shaking hands and introducing themselves, they sat down at the long conference table."Mr. Yamamoto, thank you for coming and being willing to work with the Davidson Group," Daren said politely. "I really appreciate your decision to cancel the contract with Bryan's company. This is a big step for us."Mr. Yamamoto smiled slightly, "Daren, this decision was made based on a thorough evalua
The night sky hung with an aura of tension. Daren stood on the balcony of his palatial mansion, staring into the distance with a sharp gaze. Behind him, Make stood with his arms folded."Young master, the report from our men has arrived," Make said in a calm yet firm voice."Just tell me... ""Farel's daughter and Farel's wife Aneeta have been kidnapped by Bryan's men. They were ambushed on the way. Our men were beaten to a pulp!" reported Make. "Damn it!" cursed Daren. Daren clenched his fists, Bryan wasn't just any enemy. Daren had to be more careful."Make, we need to take action before it's too late!" said Daren. "Young master, what's your plan?" asked Make.Daren turned around, his eyes blazing with anger. "I'll track down Bryan's base-where his son and wife Farel are kept. I will gather stronger and better trained men. I'm going to attack Bryan, he's gone too far." said Daren with no more patience. Make nodded. "I will organize the preparations immediately, young master.""D
One week later... The International Airport, amidst the crowds, Make stood quietly, watching over Farel, Aneeta, and Aneeta and Farel's four-year-old daughter. The flight to Rome, Italy, was about to depart."Everything ready, Farel?" asked Make, making sure all preparations had been made.Farel nodded while holding Aneeta's hand. "Yes, Make. Thank you for everything. I don't know how to repay the kindness of Daren and you guys."Make smiled slightly. "Daren just wants to make sure you're safe and have a better life. A mansion, two million dollars, a fancy car, and a decent job at one of Davidson's company branches in Rome await you there," Make explained. For Daren, it was nothing compared to the information he got from Farel. Not only that, Farel had saved Daren's life, if not for Farel, Daren might have died at Bryan's hands. Aneeta smiled with emotion. "We are very grateful, Make. This is more than we ever dreamed of."Aneeta already knew everything, Farel had told his wife eve
Varro had been transferred to the Davidson Mansion. For his father's safety, Daren had made his father's room into an infirmary. In fact, Daren also hired two nurses and a doctor to stay at the mansion until his father's condition was fully recovered. Although Varro's condition had stabilized, he had yet to open his eyes. "Make sure the security of the house here is really maintained. I don't want to be missed again until my father becomes a victim," Daren told the bodyguards and servants assigned to work at the mansion. "Yes, young master!" They respectfully obeyed the young master's orders. Daren immediately went to see Naumi, surely she would want to hear about her father-in-law. Daren returned to his father's nurse's room upstairs. He used the elevator to get up there, which was on the third floor. In the ward, there were two nurses and a male doctor. They would stay in the room, Daren didn't want them to let their guard down. All the necessities had been taken care of. All
Daren sat upright at the large desk in the room where Alan worked."Do you need any more help from me, Young Master Davidson?" asked Alan. "Sure enough, Alan," said Daren, his voice sounding firm but calm, "I've got a new job I need you to handle. I've received a threatening text message, and I need you to investigate who sent it." Daren showed Alan the contents of the text message.Alan nodded seriously. "Yes, Young Master Davidson. I will begin my investigation immediately," Alan said. It didn't take long for Alan to find the digital trail of the threatening chat. "The sender tried to hide his identity carefully, but I have already gotten the last location of the IP used," he explained after a few hours.Sloppy! Yes, the person who had threatened Daren had been very careless. Daren checked the last address. It was located in a remote village in the middle of the forest, far away from civilization. "Alan, I know this place. We have to get there!" said Daren, without hesitation,
Daren had just arrived in London after a long, tiring flight. As soon as he landed, he went straight to the hospital where his girlfriend was being treated. His heart was racing as he entered the hospital, worried about Naumi who was still in critical condition after the tragic accident."I hope Naumi is okay," Daren whispered hopefully. In the hospital waiting room, Daren saw Naumi's mother and father sitting with pale faces. Naumi's mother's eyes were swollen from crying. Then Daren approached quickly, trying to remain calm even though his heart was actually very fragile. He just didn't want to look weak. "Mom, how is Naumi?" Daren asked in a hoarse voice.Naumi's mother looked at Daren with tear-filled eyes. "Naumi just had a caesarean section, Daren. The doctor had to remove the baby because the baby had already died. Naumi is still critical."Daren felt a heavy blow to his chest. "God..." he whispered, trying to hold back his tears. "How did this happen?""Naumi was in a terri
Make staggered out of the Davidson Mansion filled with blood and corpses. Every step was heavy, his badly injured back making it almost impossible for him to stand upright. However, his determination to report this horrific incident to the police gave him the strength to keep going.Did Make really forget where he put his cell phone? Arriving outside, in front of the gate of Davidson Mansion, Make immediately dialed the emergency number using the dead guard's cell phone lying in front of the gate. Make held the cell phone with trembling hands. "Hello, I'm Make from the Davidson Mansion. We were attacked... Everyone's dead... Please, come quickly!"Make was no longer strong, but he tried to brace himself. "Make... you have to hold on until the police come," Make whispered. Make knew it was Fernando, but unfortunately he had no proof. Not long after, the sound of police sirens could be heard. The night was silent. The police arrived at the scene, put a police line around the mansio
Daren stood in front of the SPA salon and beauty boutique project that had been delayed a few months ago. He was dressed in a neat black suit, his hair was perfectly coiffed, but his eyes showed a tiredness that could not be hidden. His father's death had come back to haunt his mind, but now he was determined to refocus on his work.A project manager approached him with a report in hand. "Good morning, Mr. Daren. This is the latest report on the progress of the project. We have proceeded with the work as per your instructions," said the man, about 45 years old. Daren received the report and read it carefully. "Good, what about the progress of opening the salon and boutique?" asked Daren, he wanted his new business to launch soon. He really wanted to expand his father's legacy business. Daren was greedy, all the businesses he handled had to work. "We'll be ready for the grand opening in two weeks. We just need a few minor tweaks," the project manager replied steadily. Daren nodded,