After traveling for more than two hours, Adam arrived in the city he was heading to. Stepping off the bus, he closed his eyes for a moment. He stretched out his arms and breathed in the London air he missed.
"London truly is the best." After indulging in nostalgia with the London air, Adam resumed his stride. This time, he was heading to the company he had left two years ago.
After walking for about fifteen minutes, Adam arrived in front of a very tall office building. He took a moment to look up and gaze at the skyscraper belonging to his family, the Anderson family.
Although he used to enter the building with confidence, this time he couldn't do it. People wouldn't believe he was Sean William Anderson. Look at his appearance now! His scruffy face and shabby clothes didn't match the image of a wealthy family member. Despite being a son-in-law of a wealthy family, it didn't guarantee his well-being. Adam was no different from a beggar seeking pity there.
Adam walked towards the security guard post. Of course, he immediately received unpleasant looks from the guards. His past negligence in visiting the office, let alone greeting regular employees like them, meant no one recognized his face.
"What do you want?" one of the guards asked curtly. Not forgetting to send Adam a disdainful and mocking look.
"I want to meet Mr. Damian," Adam replied. Adam couldn't admit to being Sean William at the moment, as they wouldn't believe him. So for now, he had to endure their condescending looks.
The guard scoffed and continued to look at Adam contemptuously. "Mr. Damian doesn't have time to meet lowly people like you! Go away! You're just disturbing the view!" The guard made a shooing motion towards Adam.
Adam couldn't believe that the guards at his own company would treat him disrespectfully. His face turned red with anger, and his fists clenched as if he wanted to punch the smug face in front of him. This was the quality of employees in his company. They continued to pursue the company's glory without caring about the people working under them.
"Why are you still here? Are you also deaf that you can't hear what I'm saying?" The guards at the post then laughed. It seemed like they thought the scene in front of them was entertaining.
"You're totally out of line! Is this how the company instructs you to treat others, huh?" So angry that even the muscles around Adam's neck bulged as he spoke.
"Hey, beggar! What do you care about the company? Just go! Or do you need to be dragged out?"
"I will remember each of your faces! When I return, I'll make sure you're kicked out of this company," Adam threatened, pointing at each guard one by one.
Instead of being afraid, their laughter only grew louder. "It seems he's also crazy. Even now he's delusional. Are you also afraid of being kicked out, friends?" The guards who had been dealing with Adam turned to their colleagues behind them.
"That's it! Stop dealing with him, Josh!" one guard sitting behind them said. He then turned to Adam. "Hey, Sir! Please leave here before my friend here goes crazier. Besides, Mr. Damian can't be met by just anyone."
"I'm not just anyone. I am—" Adam's words were cut off when suddenly someone pulled his arm from behind. He turned abruptly and found an elderly man dragging him out.
"Why are you dragging me out, Old Man!" Adam jerked his arm to free himself. He was very annoyed because now the door was closed, and he couldn't get back inside. "Because of you, I failed to meet the person I was looking for!" Adam continued to blame the old man who seemed to want to say something. "I have to go back inside and—"
"Mr. Sean." The man's voice sounded soft, but Adam could still hear it. Just as Adam was about to get angry, he held himself back.
"Do you know me?" he asked incredulously. He wanted to convince himself that what he had just heard was true.
"Of course. I know you, Mr. Sean William Anderson."
For a moment, Adam was stunned. He didn't even recognize the man in front of him, yet why did the man remember him? Even with his current appearance.
"Let's go to my place. I will tell you everything."
Like a bull being led by its nose, Adam followed as the man, whom he didn't remember at all, led him to a house not far from the company.
The old man invited Adam in and immediately fetched a drink for his guest.
"I'm not surprised that you don't recognize me." The old man started the conversation. He had been observing Adam, who still seemed confused.
Adam, still trying to recall the man in front of him, shook his head slowly. He truly didn't remember him.
"Sorry, Old Man. I really don't remember you. But why do you recognize me, even with my current appearance—" Adam intentionally paused. He looked at his appearance, which was very different from his past self.
The man chuckled softly. "I see you every day, how could I not recognize you."
Adam thought again. If the man in front of him saw him every day, why didn't he remember him?
"Who are you, Old Man?"
"You wouldn't recognize me if I mentioned my name. I am the person who cleans your room every day."
Adam suddenly recalled. He had crossed paths with the janitor assigned to clean his room several times. However, Adam had never paid attention to him before.
"You don't need to remember me, Sir. I'm not that important to be remembered." The old man chuckled softly.
Adam grimaced, feeling very guilty. "I'm truly sorry. I really can't remember you," he said sincerely.
"Don't worry about it, Sir. It's not important. There's something more important I want to tell you."
"Alright! Go ahead."
"You don't need to look for Mr. Damian because he is one of your uncle's subordinates."
Adam's heart seemed to stop beating when he heard the old man's words. The secretary he had trusted all this time turned out to be a traitor. It made sense that no one had been looking for him for the past two years.
"But how do you know about the issue between me and my uncle?"
"I have been working there for a long time. I often accidentally overheard your conversations. However, people like us prefer to remain silent and deaf so that our lives are safe. Earlier, as I was about to leave to go home, I accidentally saw you. I thought you were dead, as per the rumors."
"So, I've been reported dead all this time?"
"Yes, Sir. Mr. Luis reported your death a month after you disappeared. Even your funeral was televised."
"What?!" Adam was shocked by what he had just heard. "So, everyone thought I was dead?"
The old man nodded in response. "After that, the company was taken over by your uncle."
After leaving the old janitor's house he knew as Warner, Adam headed straight to the Anderson family lawyer's office. Unfortunately, Mr. Edmund—the lawyer—wasn't in England. He was in Norway and might only return in a week."Why is my luck so cursed? Have I committed too many sins in the past?" As it was getting late in the day, Adam decided to return to Brighton. Only that house could be his temporary refuge. There was nothing else he remembered, he even forgot Laura's message.Adam entered the Smith family home with a tired body and mind. If he wanted to return, he had to be patient and cautious. Otherwise, his uncle's subordinates might find him first."Where have you been?" Margaret's voice startled Adam. He lazily rolled his eyes before turning to face Margaret."What's up, Mom?" he asked lazily.Margaret looked Adam up and down. "Where have you been? What did you bring back?" Margaret mocked Adam when she saw his empty hands. "I thought your business would make you rich and brin
A few days later, Laura finally divorced Adam. She was completely humiliated at her grandfather's birthday party. Margaret, with a gleeful heart, immediately kicked Adam out of the house.“I'm glad my daughter finally opened her eyes. What's the point of keeping a useless creature like you? You only have a handsome face, but you have nothing,” Margaret sneered.“I may not have anything right now, but when I return to my position, I assure you that you will be the first to receive my revenge.” Adam was truly heartbroken by the Smith family's treatment. He wasn't even valued as a human being.Hearing Adam's threat, Margaret smiled cynically. “Go on! You're nothing but a braggart. What have you given us in these two years?”Adam took a deep breath. Talking to Margaret would only set his head and heart on fire. The woman was very adept at belittling others.“Remember these words, Mrs. Margaret. Your family will be destroyed soon.” Adam's eyes glowed red with vengeance. He would never forg
Sean refused when Edmund invited him to stay at his house. He didn't want Edmund to become a target of Luis as well. It was enough for him to be the target of that greedy man, not anyone else.“After I meet my friend, I'll see you again, sir. And after that, I'll be a big bother to you,” Sean said all of that in a playful tone.“I'd be happy to have you bother me, Son. You're like a child to me,” Edmund said sincerely.Sean smiled in response. “Get married again and have many children.”“I'm not interested in that. It's a hassle!” Edmund laughed heartily until his cheek muscles lifted, but then he lowered them again. “I'd rather have you stay with me.” Edmund looked disappointed when Sean rejected his offer. He lived alone, and it would be nice to have Sean there. Edmund had been married before, but his wife passed away before they had children. After his wife's death, Edmund decided to remain a widower up to now.Sean sighed heavily. “What's the point of remembering that family? A fa
“We lost track of Mr. Sean, sir.” Damian stood with a slightly hunched back. His head was bowed, not daring to lift his face.Luis, who heard him, appeared calm. However, anyone who knew him would know that the man was carrying a bomb within him. Slowly, Luis walked towards the corner of the room. There was a large vase containing several golf clubs.His lips curled into a thin grin, but no one saw it because he was facing the wall. Luis took a golf club and traced it from end to end with his eyes. “So, you don't know Sean's whereabouts?” he asked softly, but with emphasis.“Yes, sir,” Damian replied with a trembling voice. Occasionally, the corner of his eye glanced towards Luis to gauge the man's expression. Damian quickly bowed his head when Luis turned to him and now walked slowly towards him.Luis stood right in front of Damian, causing Damian's body to break out in cold sweat. Damian had followed Luis for two years, so he knew how the man behaved. He would do anything to achieve
Margaret glared disapprovingly at the young man in front of her. Her face was rigid, as if there were many unpleasant things she wanted to say."Where are you off to so early in the morning?" Margaret asked."I'm looking for a job, Mom," the young man replied.The old woman smirked mockingly. "A job? What can you do? No one wants to hire you. And even if they do, it might just be as a labourer," she sneered."Oh, come on, Mom! Didn't Mommy want Adam to work?" It wasn't Adam's voice, but Laura's—Adam's wife. Laura's sudden appearance shifted her mother’s attention to her."What kind of job can your husband do, Laura?" Margaret asked with a scornful look. "Look at him... his bulging belly. That's because he never moves. He just eats and sleeps every day. Instead of working, he's just going to bring shame to our family!"Of course, what Margaret said about her son-in-law was a lie she made up. Adam's body was lean, with not much fat on him. They had treated Adam like a servant all this t
A young man struggles to rise from his current position lying on the street. A few minutes ago, a luxury car hit him as he was about to cross the road. Since the situation was quite deserted, the car didn't stop at all, not even to apologize.Nonetheless, the young man still managed to see and remember the type of car and the license plate number of the vehicle that hit him. It was a red Lamborghini Veneno Roadster.The young man groaned with his fists clenched on the street, attempting to lift himself back up. The blood on his temple was making him increasingly lose consciousness, until he eventually passed out.***"Your husband is truly troublesome, Laura! Why do you still want to stay with him?!"A familiarly annoying voice could be faintly heard. Although he couldn't open his eyes yet, he could clearly hear what was being said."Oh, come on, Mom! If it wasn't for him saving me back then, I wouldn't have married him!""Why did you have to make that vow back then? Everything is cha
Margaret was furious to see her son-in-law staying in his room for several days, even though she believed Adam's injury wasn't too severe. There were only a few stitches on his temple.In a fit of anger, Margaret marched into Adam's room. A loud noise was heard as the door leaf collided with the wall. Adam, who was sleeping, woke up and sat up, leaning his back against the headboard."You lazy good-for-nothing! Aren't you healed already? Why are you still holed up in the room? Look, the backyard has too much overgrown grass! Get up quickly and clean it!" Margaret's face was full of anger as she saw Adam still on the bed."Don't you dare yell at me!" Adam retorted, catching Margaret off guard. She didn't expect Adam to raise his voice at her."Are you defying me, huh?!" The woman approached Adam. As her hand raised, intending to slap him, Adam immediately grabbed her wrist. Margaret's eyes widened in surprise. What had happened to her son-in-law that he dared to do this to her?"You, l