"Thank you for coming to my aid."The lad said to Damien. His green eyes lit up his whole face. He was good-looking but unkempt. And because of that, his beauty was hidden. "Are you in the same department as he?"Damien asked. The lad nodded. "I shouldn't have given the letter to her. I've written so many of them, which I ended up trashing. I have no idea what got over me this time. If I had trashed it like the rest, perhaps this wouldn't have happened to me."Damien gazed softly on the lad as he spoke. Damien sighed, looking away for a while. "Don't beat yourself up for confessing your feelings. Nobody should be made to feel that way because of their feelings. It just happens that some people are not worthy of our sincere emotions. They prefer living in the illusion of class and recognition. They need social validation to feel alive. They are like walking dead. They have no life for themselves. They are the most pathetic of all human beings."Those words of Damien comforted the la
"You don't think it's cool to keep people waiting, do you?"Ari asked, gazing at Damien."Perhaps if you've chosen a more reflective location that doesn't test status."Damien retorted, but he kept his voice under check to hide how digusted he was. "LOL. See who's talking. Doesn't wealth pump your veins?"Damien said nothing. Ari walked closer. "Speaking of wealth, how is your bank account fairing?"He paused, wearing a smirk. "I mean, after splurging that much money to outdo me. Must be much hassle trying to beat me."Damien had no response yet. He just kept staring. He didn't leave the position he was occupying. Instead, it was Ari who was closing the pace every now and then. At that moment, Damien wasn't really sure why Ari must have invited him. But he was dying to know. One thing that he knew for sure was the fact that meeting Ari meant flaunting wealth. That was an easy fact to come by. "Man, I had no idea that I'm this popular. Ari, you're quite in style."Ari gloated. Dam
Damien halted at the front of a building. There was a banner pinned to the top of the building. It read, THE EVERLIFE CHARITY WALK."A charity place? Is he coming to a charity place?"Damien was a little confused for the first few seconds. He just couldn't put the puzzle together. "Ari coming to charity place? How? Why? He doesn't seem like someone like that."He didn't know what else to think. Then he saw a man walking towards the door of the building. He walked to the man. "Excuse me, sir. Please could you please tell me what this place is about?"The man halted, looked him from head to toe, and then walked in. Damien sighed. "Do humans really have the same mindsets? Or have I been walking into the wrong set of people all along?""Perhaps you should change your clothes into something quite formal."He heard a familiar voice interrupt his link of thoughts. He didn't need to turn at once. He knew who that was. "I don't put much fancy in clothes. They get changed every now and then
"How is this possible?""How could someone splurge that amount of money in the blink of an eye?""This is definitely not real.""Who is he?"Though the men were distances apart, yet the incident had them connecting in words and shocks. Ari still couldn't find his words. He just pointed at Damien. "You..."Was all he could say. But if he had his way, he probably would want to disappear at once from the level of humiliation he was feeling at that moment. "50 trillion!!!"The lady exclaimed. She was having a hard time believing, too. It was obvious from the collective reactions that none of the people present in the hall was prepared for what Damien had just done. WHY DO YOU THEY LOOK SO STUNNED THOUGH? DID I OVERDO IT AGAIN? HAVE I UNNECESSARILY BROUGHT ATTENTION TO MYSELF AGAIN LIKE I DID WITH THE GIFT?Damien could only imagine. Even though he was feeling that he might be doing too much, yet there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn't possibly take back what he had said.
Almost walked out of the building and saw the lady standing next to a Rolls Royce. He was going to walk to her when he heard someone call him from behind. He turned. It was the same man. "Do you mind telling me your name?"The man asked. He gazed at him for a while. He looked the man from his head to the toe. "You don't look like someone who should know my name."Damien said coldly, then walked away. The man stood there, staring in defeat as he watched Damien go. It was the same spot where he had snubbed Damien. Perhpas Karma does have a thing for efficiency. When he got to the Rolls Royce, the lady bowed slowly and opened the door,"You shouldn't do that all the time."He said to her and got in. She shut the door and walked to the other side. She got in and started to drive. While she drove, Damien was trying so hard not to look at her. If he did look at her, he feared that he would say what's in his head, which was,I WANT TO FUCK YOU. Of course that would be rude. The old Dami
"What were you thinking?!"A middle-aged man dressed in caftan and a black head tie on his head yelled at a lad who was on his knees. Ari. "Are you out of your goddamn mind! Huh? Are you?!"The man halted at his front. Ari was kneeling next to a pool. His back was to the pool. Just one kick, he would go flying into the pool. "Were you not using your brain? How dare you steal my green card? How dare you? Do you want me to cut you off from every of the benefits I've let you enjoy?"The brows of the man were furrowing. There was no doubt that he was drowning in the stream of his own rage. His eyes were red, and his face was tough. "Why are you yelling at me?"Ari suddenly answered. The man gasped in shock. "Yes! Why are you yelling at me, pops?"Ari seemed to be ready to give it back, but he was reluctant to get back on his feet. "Did you even see the guy I was contending with? He was about my age. I have no idea how he did it, but I'm very sure that it must have been his father or
"Were you harsh to them?"Walking into the living room, the lady from the game hall asked Damien. Damien raised his head. There was excitement in his face. He had been waiting for her. "The way I left them seemed heartbroken. Did you say any bad words to them?"It seemed as though she was unwilling to let go of the conversation. As though her next line of actions would be confined to the answer that he gives. "I did as you asked me to. You gave me the exact names to follow. I mean, I see no reason why you should have a misunderstanding with the---""Don't you think you are outstepping your bound?"Damien snapped at the lady. She was stunned by his response. From her reaction, it was obvious that she could never have thought that he would respond to her in such a manner. "Whatever I do is for a reason. Are you trying to tell me that I don't know what I am doing? Do I have to consult you before I make a decision for myself?"There was an edge to Damien's voice. The lady dropped on he
"Stop crying, that's enough."Jada sniffled, looking at Evelyn, whose face was already heavy from the tears. Her eyeslids were swollen, and her cheeks inflated. Her eyes were red, and her face was exhausted. "He called me a grandma."Evelyn burst out crying again. She was crying as though she was mourning a deceased. There was so much emotion in both her voice and demeanour. "He called us a joke."Each word seemed to fuel the emotion. The more she talked about it and thought of it, the emotional she was. And the more reason she had to cry. Even harder. Jada got up from her position and walked to her. She sat next to her and pushed Evelyn's head into her chest. She started to caress it. Gently petting her. "Shush. That's enough. Stop crying, or you would fall sick."Jada advised. Evelyn slowly piped down on the tears. It was only the fading sounds of tears that were heard. No more wailing. "That jerk. He sent us out naked. How could he do that to us?!"Elisa said, gritting her tee