Charles began to see a scene where twinkling lights flashed inside a large house. Deandra stopped her car and took off the seatbelt she was using. "Are you ready?" The girl looked at Charles, who was also watching her. Charles nodded, and they both got out of the car. "Hopefully, everything goes easily," thought Charles as he stepped towards the house, which was already full of people. Charles slowly saw that many pairs of women and men were making love. Some of them also relaxed with the loud sound of the song. Deandra continued to walk in front of him. This girl occasionally looked back in case Charles lost track of her. Charles continued to follow in the footsteps of the girl he had trusted since the first time they met. Shortly after breaking through the crowd of happy people, they finally arrived at a door guarded by two fierce-faced guards. Charles shrank a little when he saw the guard, who was now staring at him sharply. "What do you want?" The bodyguard intimidates Charle
"You'd better wait here first, Boss." Deandra got out of the car he had parked in one of the empty lots near the location they were going to."I'm not a spoiled girl who has to wait," Charles didn't accept Deandra going alone. He then caught up and walked casually with Deandra.The two were in a district that Charles never thought existed. Seeing how shabby this district was, Charles shuddered in horror."What place is this?" Charles looked at Deandra, who was walking calmly. This differs from Charles, who still turns his head left and right."Here, we will get information about where the little girl is," Deandra quickened her steps.Charles looked at his assistant. Deandra looks different when she enters this area, showing his territory and prowess through the footsteps he takes."Don't daydream. This is a dangerous place. Don't be afraid or look confused. You'll get used to this, Boss." Deandra glanced at Charles briefly. It gives tips that the young master must follow.Deandra cont
Meanwhile, on Charles' side, with the girl who had just been introduced to him by the old master and his accomplice, she rushed to Aunt Erin's house. I don't know why Charles suddenly felt uneasy and restless, maybe something happened there when Charles wasn't there."Please go to Aunt Erin's house first," Charles said, giving the coordinates in their car navigation. Deandra nodded and immediately started the car according to Charles' directions."You look restless, young master." Deandra glanced slightly at Charles, who didn't want to keep quiet."It seems like something is bothering me right now, Deandra. Oh, don't call me young master because my name is Charles," in his anxiety Charles still interrupted Deandra's call to him.Of course, the girl chuckled; her young master was so innocent. Then he shook his head in disagreement. After all, she was a dignified woman and subordinate."I can't do it, young master. I'm sorry," Charles looked at Deandra intensely."Why?""Because you are
Everyone was crying over the departure of the eldest daughter from her family. Aunt Erin couldn’t say a word to explain her mood. She could only cry and continue crying on the floor.It felt like the fury sqhe felt was pointless. Her daughter had been taken away by a group of gangsters caused by her sibling’s problem. Collins caused this chaos. The heart that initially melted towards her brother has now become stone and hardened.Aunt Erin’s face began to harden in tears. Anyone who saw her would feel her sharp eyes full of hatred, unlike her son and husband, who had warned her for a long time.Their eyes seemed to say we should not help Collins under any circumstances. So there’s nothing to cry about here. But the fruit is already ripe; the daughter of this family has been taken, and they don’t know what will happen in the future.“You should have listened to what I said; then things wouldn’t have become this complicated,” Aunt Erin’s husband said, looking at his wife with tears in h
Aunt Erin was shocked, had wide eyes, and was afraid. Her husband swallowed dry saliva forcefully because of the fear surrounding them as if they were flies in a trash can. The thugs stepped in, consisting of several raggedy-looking men and one who was their boss smoking a cigarette. “What’s going on? Don’t just barge into someone’s house! Get out of here! Or I’ll call the police!” Aunt Erin’s husband tried to shoo the thugs away with his threats, which had no effect whatsoever. Still, the thugs ignored him and immediately started making a mess in their house. They began violently ransacking the house, taking everything out of its place they could find. The thugs did not spare desk drawers, cupboards, or even the kitchen and rooms. “Stop! You’re going too far! Don’t ruin my house!” Aunt Erin began to panic, mixed with anger and sadness, as her house was ruthlessly ransacked. She hugged her terrified youngest son tightly. The sound of things breaking could be heard as items began t
Aunt Erin sat on the sofa as she closed her eyes and wiped her face, where there were still traces of tears in her eyes. Then, she contacted Charles about the problems happening to her brother, Charles’ adoptive father.“You really contacted that kid? He won’t be able to do anything to free his father.” Aunt Erin’s husband had just come out of one of the rooms and closed the door.“Charles deserves to know, at least he might be able to do something.” Aunt Erin put her cell phone on the small table beside the sofa.Hearing his wife say that, Aunt Erin’s husband smiled mockingly. The man thought that Charles couldn’t do anything to save his father. His wife’s brother’s family was in disarray and always troubled them because Charles’ father was involved in gambling and owed a lot of money.“There’s nothing the boy can do. Charles is just a student. Better not bother with their family anymore, we’ll keep getting into trouble because of your brother’s messy family.” Aunt Erin’s husband wal
Charles arrived at a restaurant to meet his grandfather. A concierge escorted Charles to a private room with a red velvet curtain separating it from other VIP rooms. The concierge pulled back the curtain, and Charles walked in; his grandfather was eating and seemed to enjoy his dinner.The butler who saw Charles’ arrival smiled with a polite gesture. His grandfather momentarily turned his attention to Charles.“Sit down. Would you like some dinner? Just order what you want.” The older man told Charles to sit in the chair opposite him.Charles obeyed his grandfather to sit down but did not order food; he just waited for his grandfather to finish sipping his wine. Then, the older man introduced Charles to the butler.“If you need help or anything, you can count on this man.” Charles’ grandfather pointed at the butler standing beside him with his fork.Charles’ gaze turned to the man who was the butler of the Flamel family. The butler handed Charles the cell phone that Charles had left a
The old master and Charles sat in the old master’s elegant study. Charles scanned the room momentarily and was amazed and incredulous at his situation. Charles still couldn’t fully believe that his grandfather was the older man in front of him. The old master looked at Charles seriously before telling his grandson what he wanted to explain. However, Charles asked his question first because he couldn’t wait to discover what happened to him. “What really happened to me? All I know is, I’m just an orphan and have absolutely no idea who my real parents are other than my adoptive parents.” Charles looked at the old master seriously and demanded an explanation. His mind assumed that his parents were dead, and the thought scared him. Although earlier, he still hoped that his parents were still alive. However, knowing that only this older man claimed to be his family, Charles thought that only his grandfather was left. “Your parents died when the accident that happened to the three of you
The old master exhaled loudly, and his face showed a sense of relief, seeing that Charles was fine and unharmed. The butler, who had just approached the old master, looked into the holding cell and found the shocking scene. The butler was also relieved that the young master was not in such a terrible state as he had expected. The butler then ordered a police officer to open Charles’ cell door. Charles was distracted by the opening of his cell door. He looked at the two strangers who had come with the police officer. “Stand up and leave this bad place, your place is not here you are free now.” The old master looked at Charles while putting both hands in the pockets of his material pants. “That’s right, Young Master. Your place is not here, and you don’t deserve to be in a place like this. We came here to pick you up.” The butler politely bowed his head after confirming the old master’s argument. Charles furrowed his brows in confusion at the attitude of the two strangers, especiall
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good story