Saying, Olivia didn't stop coming closer and closer to Ernest, even though there was a table between them.Ernest was terrified as he realized which was first moving towards him wasn't Olivia but… her big chest and the porcelain skin which was about to blind him in the holy light of the adult world.Fck—now Ernest didn't even remember how many times he said this word, due to his extreme terror to be there.What the fck of greetings was that? There were three, no, four men staring at her, and she was about to show her big boobs?W-wait, didn’t she want Ernest to touch them???Suddenly Ernest remembered one of his former colleagues, who had used to work at the nightclub but now left this bustling city and became a hard-working peasant.You ask why?It was touching an unfamiliar drunk woman's chest in the nightclub which had made that poor guy be hit by that woman's boyfriend.An entire beer bottle hit into his head. And even though Ernest’s friend had explained, in tears and mucus, that
When Ernest said so, both Olivia and Dean turned back to look at him. Their eyes were full of consideration and caution.However, instead of screaming like a chicken, now Ernest suddenly felt so pleasant as if all the pressure had already gone.That's it! Ernest now had lost all his five precious Living Days in drawing five Supernatural Ability Chests, all of which had been used up before.Ernest now wasn't just an ordinary person. He had just one day left to survive, and ten million dollars waiting to be spent before dawn.Now even an idiot could figure out which was more important between the scare of those gangsters and more Living Days.Nobody could stop him from gaining more Living Days!!!Thinking so, Ernest’s smile was even brighter than before. He looked back at Monkey with humiliation, like what Monkey had done before.“Actually I didn't pay attention to anyone except for my opponents as I was drowning in my own fun. But if you were there, witnessing everything but just stand
“WHAT???” Now even Olivia couldn't sit there anymore. She also stood up in shock, her blue eyes were about to roll off her face. “Youngster, what do you say?”“My name is Ernest Eswaranski, please don't call me ‘youngster’.” Ernest narrowed his eyebrows. “And yes, I want to buy your headquarters.”“It's unacceptable! Just forget it!” Monkey said as he left his seat and walked towards Ernest. “Ernest Eswaranski, fine, it's possible that you have saved our head Olly, but it's not the reason for you to make those unimaginable demands!”“You just saved Olly and now you want to buy our headquarters? Who has ordered you to do so?”“Even if we agreed to this, would you have a penny to buy our headquarters?”Saying, Monkey stepped closer and held Ernest’s collar.It wasn't the clothes which Ernest had worn before because it's tattered, wet of blood, and unusable after a bloody fight. The new one was given by Dean, and obviously, it wasn't as good as the one Ernest had spent nearly one millio
Now not Olivia only but the other two leaders also paid attention to the black card.Their reactions were more or less the same. Bewilderment, shock, but not even a little bit of suspicion reflected in their eyes.Ernest could be right when he said that none of them understood the situation they were in. But it didn't mean that they didn't know what they should know about, like how to determine a real black card.Because they would be in trouble once accepting fake ones.“Impossible…” Monkey murmured as if it was a desperate effort to prove himself that Ernest Eswaranski was a good-for-nothing, but his rational mind had refused.Despite its rareness, Monkey had seen so many black cards when he had to deal with their business partners as well as other gangs, till the point he could distinguish the real black card just by glancing at it.Of course the card that Olivia was holding was a real one with the name ‘Ernest Eswaranski’ engraved clearly.But it could also be a deluxe card. There
Going to the office at dawn with a cup of coffee and a sandwich, Michael Durkheim looked at his exhausted face in the glass door, sighing in silence.He had gone through another sleepless night.All thanks to Ernest’s note, which wasn't even a manuscript in theory, but still caused a lot of confusion.Though Michael didn't gain any success, thirty years of working in the film industry had taught him what a real manuscript looked like, at least.Putting all the professional stuff like logline, outline, etc, aside, a film manuscript should have screenplays with dialogue descriptions, character names, and such things.They were the most basic things, and nobody would write just five sentences about “blind male lead”, “dumb female lead”, “the male lead wants to be a singer and the female lead helps him”!!!Sound childish? No, more than just a stupid note, it was totally a shame, especially when Michael thought that it was Ernest Eswaranski who had given him that note.After receiving the
For a moment, Kelvin, as well as Frankie and Michael forgot what they were doing. They couldn't help but stare at Ernest getting out of the car while a big guy holding the umbrella just next to him. When Ernest left the car, another guy closed the door, then bent his head a bit and whispered something in Ernest's ears. A woman also showed up, following right after Ernest. She wore office outfits, holding a small office bag with her left hand. Her right hand was holding a phone and she was still talking with someone, but the long distance just let them hear a few words like ‘young master’, and ‘a meeting this afternoon’. Everything was just similar to both Michael and Kelvin, because they had witnessed, more than once, how young heirs coming from wealthy clans were treated. Some of those young ladies and gentlemen even brought the whole team of tens of people with them for work, which was much bigger than Ernest. And in theory, Michael and Kelvin shouldn't have been surprised.
Frankie wasn't someone that could be easily scolded. Not mentioning her work experience, her appearance, which was just similar to the witch in children’s fairy tales, was enough for her to threaten the other adults.And of course, she had actually done that for years.Frankie looked up at Ernest, and her gaunt cheeks were sharp as knives piercing through Ernest’s confidence. Then she raised her hand, pointing at Ernest.“Is that your attitude towards an adult, youngster, huh? Since when did you take the right to question me about my professional field?”“At least I have been working in the film industry for a decade, and you're just a kid going to school everyday then!”“Just take your money back, return to your school, and leave us alone, kid! This is not your playground!”But Ernest just smiled.Ernest had spent all his eighteen years of life being scared of those people, because you could never win them in an argument even if you did nothing wrong.And if you were lucky enough to
Not waiting for Ernest to say a word, the woman who had asked Frankie pointed at him with a loud voice.“Hey youngster, why do you force Frankie to leave this film crew? She needs money to raise her kid, and this is not the place where you can play around with your money!”The other people agreed with her. They nodded, glancing at him in such a cringey way that Ernest had to step backwards.Why did they look at him this way?He was just the investor of this film project but they stared at him as if he was the bastard who had abandoned Frankie and her kid.Another middle-aged woman pointed at him.“Don't fool us! We only trust what we see! Frankie has worked there for years, and she is not someone who will tell a lie!”“There is no reason for her to do so! It's you who has forced her to leave while she has an entire family to raise!”An old man glanced at Ernest with a complicated look. “She is just working to make ends meet, kid. You can't just fire her because she is unable to do wha