“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 his ambitions, even if it meant eliminating others.
Luis took a slight step back, creating distance between their bodies. He lifted Damian's chin with the golf club in his hand, lifting Damian's face and their eyes met. As if there were a huge boulder in his throat, Damian struggled to swallow his saliva. Luis's gaze was truly capable of crushing and shattering Damian's bones.
“Find him or your life is at stake.” Although spoken very softly, Luis's heavy voice managed to make Damian shiver.
“A-Alright, sir.”
***
In the evening, Sean cleaned Oscar's house. He sighed heavily several times upon seeing the piles of garbage. He wondered how Oscar had been living in a place that resembled a landfill.
“I wonder how you can live in such a dirty place?” Even though Sean had been cleaning for almost three hours, the place was still not clean. Food wrappers were scattered among Oscar's dirty clothes.
Oscar smiled upon hearing Sean's sarcastic remark. “If you mind, you don't have to clean it.”
“I can't stay in a dump.” Sean had finished separating the food wrappers and dirty clothes. He searched for a large plastic bag to use as a trash container, and he put the dirty clothes into the washing machine and started it.
Oscar, watching, felt a bit surprised. How could Sean be willing to do all that? For so long, he had been known as a young master who never did household chores. Oscar turned his body to face Sean. He looked very enthusiastic but had no intention of helping Sean clean up. He gripped the top of the chair's backrest with both hands and rested his chin there.
“It seems the Smith family has really succeeded in making Mr. Young Master Anderson do household chores,” teased Oscar. Sean just glanced lazily, ignoring Oscar's words. “Look, our lazy Young Master has become very diligent. He even made the floor shine again.”
“Shut up! Or I'll throw this mop at you? Your mouth talks too much, so it needs something to shut it,” Sean said irritably, unable to stand Oscar's constant teasing.
Oscar laughed at Sean's grumbling. It had been a long time since they had been like this, and there was a sense of nostalgia in his heart as it all came back. They had been close friends all this time. Even Oscar could know all of Sean's secrets because Sean trusted him so much.
“I'm going to bed. When will I ever have a young master house assistant?” Oscar shut down his laptop and closed it. He walked towards the bed and dropped his body on it.
He tilted his body towards Sean, supporting his head with one hand. “Finish all this work before you sleep! Do you understand, Adam?”
Sean narrowed his eyes upon hearing Oscar's more mocking tone. Feeling irritated and angry, Sean threw a full bottle of mineral water at Oscar. Oscar, who didn't expect Sean to do that, was caught off guard, and the bottle hit his nose and forehead. The man got up and yelled. “Damn you, Sean!”
Sean laughed at Oscar's anger. “Stop talking too much and you'll be safe. Hahaha….” Sean, who had finished mopping, carried the bucket and mop to the back. The place looked better after he had cleaned it for a few hours.
After showering, Sean opened Oscar's laptop and accessed a file. He took a book and pen from the corner of the table. He wrote down some important things he had gathered. His face looked very handsome when he was serious like that.
After a while, Sean examined his writing while occasionally glancing at the screen. He closed the book when he found no mistakes. Sean yawned, looking at the analog clock not far from him.
Sean stretched his tired body. He got up and walked towards Oscar. After moving Oscar's body slightly, Sean settled himself on the bed. There was only one bed in Oscar's house, so he had to share it with his friend.
***
Sean and Oscar stood in front of a large painting in the living room of Oscar's house. They looked at each other and nodded, as if signaling each other. They worked together to take down the painting.
Sean took the large hammer he had brought and started hitting the wall until it cracked and created a hole. Unsatisfied with just a small hole, Sean kept hitting the wall repeatedly until he created a large hole.
From the hole, a black safe with buttons on the front was visible. Sean entered a series of numbers that eventually opened the box. Oscar's mouth dropped open when he saw the contents of the safe, which were filled with gold bars and cash.
Sean had used Oscar's house to store some of his assets. Annoying as he was, Sean trusted that Oscar wasn't a greedy person. It was proven that even after two years, Oscar hadn't touched his assets at all.
Sean grabbed a bag and a suitcase. He put all the cash into the bag and all the gold bars into the suitcase.
“We have to leave this place immediately.” Sean walked ahead with the bag on his shoulder, and Oscar followed him, pulling the quite heavy suitcase.
They headed towards the trunk. Sean lifted the cover that was hiding something. A dusty red car was now in front of them. They opened the rear trunk and placed the bag and suitcase inside.
“Does the car's engine still work well?” Sean inserted the car key and started the car. However, the car didn't start right away because the engine hadn't been warmed up in a long time.
“I don't know. I used it about six months ago.” Oscar shrugged nonchalantly. He wasn't too fond of leaving the house. Especially now, everything could be ordered using a phone, so he didn't need to go out.
Sean sighed as he continued to try to start the car's engine. After a while, he succeeded. He warmed up the car's engine for a few moments and then drove the car away from the house.
“Let’s start the show.” Sean grinned. The new revenge show was about to begin. He couldn't wait to see the people who had destroyed him get their comeuppance.
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
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 securi
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