"You can rest in this Suite Luxury room for two days. After that, there will be an official introduction of you as the CEO of the Miller Family company," Walt said.
Walt escorted Darren to one of the most luxurious rooms.
Darren didn't have time to answer Walt's words. He was dumbfounded by the luxury of this room. As he entered, Darren saw that there was a magnificent glass window stretching wide in a semicircular basin.
From just a few meters away, Darren could see the luxurious tapered buildings of Washington. Darren could also see several robots flying around.
"Is this real?" muttered Darren.
Without caring about Walt, the curious Darren immediately stepped quickly closer to the magnificent window. After getting closer, Darren could clearly see the overpass with cars hanging down the road.
There were several buildings whose roofs were made of solid concrete. In some buildings, robotic janitors flew from one glass to another.
Almost all buildings have magnificent LED screens displaying beautiful illustrations.
On the other side, tapered cars resembling airplanes pass by as if there is traffic in the air.
"If you need anything, you can press the LED screen next to your bed. For now, a few minutes later a waiter will bring you food," said Walt.
Darren only glanced at Walt with his eyes still twinkling. He nodded briefly, then returned his attention to the majestic scene before his eyes.
Soon there was the sound of the door to the room closing.
"Am I really in 2062?" muttered Darren in disbelief.
This whole scene seemed impossible.
Darren suddenly felt strange that he was in the year 2062. How could he wake up and time had already passed sixteen years later?
"So I'm the main son-in-law of the Miller Family. I own this magnificent hotel," Darren told himself.
Now Darren felt very proud.
"But, do I really have to face the Johnson Family?" Darren wondered.
His hands were folded in front of his chest as he thought seriously. Unfortunately, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted when he heard the sound of the door breaking quite loudly.
Darren immediately looked toward the door. His eyes widened in surprise after witnessing a spherical robot flying rapidly towards him.
Unable to dodge, the round gray robot crashed into Darren's face. Both of them immediately jerked back with equally surprised gazes.
"Ahh!" Darren groaned while holding his sore forehead.
"Ouuchh! I'm so dizzy! I'm losing control!" The round gray robot in front of Darren spoke.
Darren was still wincing when he opened his eyes. Behind his hands massaging his temples, Darren immediately gasped as he realized what had hit him.
"Hey! What kind of creature are you?" accused Darren who looked at him warily.
The gray robot opened its eyes and blinked for a moment. He moved his hands away from his face.
"Mr. Darren! I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you due to loss of control!" the gray robot said.
Darren looked on with an uncomprehending stare. He needed time to process what he was seeing now.
"Who are you? I mean, are you a robot?" asked Darren.
"My name is Hallen. I will accompany Mr. Darren from now on," said Hallen the gray robot. He waved his hand awkwardly.
Darren wasn't really used to this. He didn't know what Hallen meant and why the robot had to accompany him. On the other hand, he instantly remembered the sight of people with their flying robots at the station.
"Does everyone here have their own robot?" asked Darren.
Hallen nodded without hesitation. "That's right! Wait, not everyone gets a robot to keep them company. You're lucky, I'm your robot."
Darren's eyebrows furrowed. He shook his head. "I don't need company. You'd better go."
"Of course you won't. I'll keep you company," Hallen said. "You need a friend while you're dealing with the Johnson Family anyway. I have a lot of information about them."
Darren, who was about to walk away from Hallen, stopped his steps. He looked at Hallen curiously.
Darren's eyebrows furrowed. He shook his head. "I don't need company. You'd better go."
"Of course you won't. I'll keep you company," Hallen said. "You need a friend while you're dealing with the Johnson Family anyway. I have a lot of information about them."
Darren, who was about to walk away from Hallen, stopped his steps. He looked at Hallen curiously.
"What do you mean?" Darren wanted to know. "What information do you know about them?"
"Before that, you have to put your fingerprints here," Hallen said as he pointed to the LED screen on his abdomen.
"What for?"
"A kind of bond between a robot and its owner. In this case, you and me."
Darren laughed sarcastically after hearing Hallen's words.
"I don't need that. I just need you to tell me what Johnson Family information you know," Darren insisted.
Hallen shook his head. "I won't do that until you put your fingerprints on it."
Darren immediately snorted in disgust after hearing Hellen's words. Finally, Darren was forced to paste his fingerprints onto the screen on Hellen's stomach.
[CONNECTION ACTIVATION SUCCESSFUL!]
[CONNECTED TO OWNER: DARREN AWALTER MILLER]
Darren frowned as a system voice appeared. He looked at Hellen.
"That's my system. A sign that you and I are connected as robot and owner," Hellen replied.
"So, what's the information about the Miller Family?" asked Darren after retracting his hand.
Hellen did not answer. After that Hellen fell silent as the LED screen played a video recording.
"What are you planning to do to bring down the Miller Family?"
Darren frowned, feeling familiar with the voice.
"Ah, they're too powerful to take down. They are not business opponents to be underestimated," said another man.
On the LED screen, the footage was taken from the right side and was slightly hidden behind an unknown object. The two men seen were Charlotte and Cloe's new lover-Darren didn't know his name yet.
Darren was surprised to realize who was in the video. For a few seconds Darren just stood there dumbfounded.
"They took all the important investors who were supposed to invest funds into our company," said Cloe's new boyfriend.
Why are the two men seen together?
Is Cloe's new lover already married to Cloe?
"The closest we can come is to embarrass their company in front of the investors," said Charlotte, giving her opinion.
"When can we do that?"
"Two days later. I've got the files that could put the Miller family company's reputation into disrepute," Charlotte replied with a smirk.
Two days later?
Wasn't that the day Darren was officially announced as the CEO of the Miller Family company?
Unfortunately, the video recording was interrupted as the screen suddenly went black. Darren was somewhat surprised. He still felt very curious about the conversation.
"I was caught listening to their conversation. That's why my system screen shut down. I hurriedly ran away," Hallen explained.
Darren sighed. "What are they planning? What files do they have?"
As Darren was thinking that, a holographic screen suddenly appeared in front of his face. Not just a screen, but a computer-like text caption.
[USER PROFILE AUTHENTICATION]
[PROCESSING... PLEASE WAIT FOR A WHILE]
[....]
[DONE!]
[NAME: DARREN AWALTER MILLER]
[AGE: 32 YEARS OLD]
[JOB: NONE]
[HEALTH: 90% GOOD]
[MENTALITY: 45% HAVING A BIG DEPRESSION]
[POINT SYSTEM SCORE: 100/100,000]
When the writings on the holographic screen appeared in front of Darren's face, he gasped in surprise.
"What is this?"
"What happened?" Darren asked in confusion after seeing the hologram screen. With his confused expression, Darren was glued to all the written information on the holographic screen in front of his face. "What is it, Mr. Darren?" Hellen asked in a panicked tone of voice. Darren shook his head without taking his eyes off the holographic screen. His hand waved at Hellen as if to shoo away the gray robot. "Go now. You obeyed my orders, right? Get out of this room!" Darren said sternly to Hellen. Hellen actually didn't want to leave right away because Darren hadn't answered. But seeing Darren's instructions, Hellen was finally forced to leave the presence of her owner. After Hellen left the room, Darren stepped back. Until his foot hit the edge of the bed so that his body fell into the bed just like that. Darren's gaze was still glued to the holographic screen in front of his eyes. [Hello, welcome, User!] [You have successfully activated the Success Revenge system] Darren frowned
"Give the bow respects to Mr. Giordan and Mrs. Jane." Darren stared at the two crates laid out in a row in front of him. Along with Mrs. Miller and Mr. Miller-his father, he was at the funeral home to pay his last respects to his nanny parents. Following his father Mr. Miller's orders, Darren, the Miller family members and the bodyguards bowed. While doing so, Darren's heart burned with anger. He remembered all the good deeds of his foster parents. After straightening up, there was a moment of silence. Then Mr. Miller said to the bodies of Mr. Giordan and Mrs. Jane, "You have worked with the Miller Family for almost ten years. We thank you for the many sacrifices you made." Darren gritted his teeth, trying to contain his anger. The more he looked at Mr. Giordan and Mrs. Jane's bodies in the open casket, the more guilty Darren felt. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you both," Darren said softly. Darren's words were heard by Mr. Miller and Mrs. Miller. Seeing the look in Darren's e
"The Corpa Miller Group officially announces the son of our heir apparent is back. For years we've waited for him to arrive, now welcome Darren Awalter Miller!" A loud applause echoed through the room. Everyone seemed both excited and very curious. In contrast to the reactions of all the guests, the Johnson Family was stunned in disbelief. Darren's name was certainly not unfamiliar to them. When Darren walked to the center of the stage, all eyes looked at him in awe. Including the members of the Johnson Family. "How come Darren is the main heir to the Miller Family?" Cloe said with an admiring look. Cloe secretly regretted remembering her bad treatment to Darren sixteen years ago. Cloe could only grimace in her seat and automatically compared Darren's amount of wealth with Jack, her husband. Moreover, Darren's appearance had changed drastically compared to sixteen years ago. "I didn't expect to be standing at this point now, in front of all of you," Darren began to open his voi
"This is all your fault, Darren!" Darren gasped when Charlotte suddenly attacked his collar. He didn't understand why Charlotte had come to the Miller mansion the next day. Charlotte's sudden arrival to attack Darren made several Miller Family bodyguards rush over. They all tried to pull Charlotte's body away from Darren. "You're the one who spread the video! Why are you doing this to me?!" Charlotte asked in a furious tone. Darren tried to calm his shock as he gripped Charlotte's hand. Her face looked up as her neck was slightly strangled. "Let go of me, Mr. Charlotte!" Darren said warningly. Charlotte paid no attention to Darren's words. She growled even more as she gritted her teeth. "Do you think you can be so powerful and destroy the Johnson family?!" Charlotte exclaimed loudly in front of Darren's face. "Calm yourself, Mr. Charlotte! If you keep strangling me like this, the bodyguards will take warning action against you!" Darren said firmly. As Darren said, the Miller
"Mr. Darren Awalker Miller?"Darren slowly turned his body back after hearing someone's voice calling him. Darren's eyebrows furrowed at the sight of a strange man who gave him a smile. Darren didn't know who the man was. He had just arrived at Glitch Ocean Washington Restaurant and had no idea who he was meeting."Yes, that's me. Who are you?" asked Darren, looking confused."I'm Thommy," the man replied, extending his hand. An enthusiastic smile curved his face.Darren briefly looked at Thommy's hand with a serious thinking expression. He had no idea who this man was."I finally get to meet you. I really want to have a serious discussion with you, Mr. Darren," Thommy said before Darren accepted his hand.Brushing off his confusion, Darren finally shook hands with Thommy. But the look in his eyes still looked very serious to guess who Thommy was.Has Darren ever met Thommy in the past?'Damn, why doesn't the system's personal data detection feature appear?' Darren asked in his hear
"Thommy Patrick Albern, CEO of Charath D'Joungth Compan, officially invested ten million dollars into Corpa Miller Company. Wow, you are really great!"Darren took a sip of the red wine served on the dining table after Mr. Miller, his father, said that. Since three days after the official announcement of Thommy investing into Corpa Miller Company, the news spread everywhere.In Mr. Miller's hand, there was already a newspaper with a photo of Darren shaking hands with Thommy. Of course it was something to be proud of.Thommy was known as an investor who would not carelessly put his money into a company. That is also the track record of Charath D'Joungth Company. There has never been a significant downturn or decline in shares. The company earned huge profits as long as it issued every business innovation.Therefore, Thommy is a very influential investor. Almost all investors will follow in the footsteps of the company where Thonmy gives his money."Who trained you to negotiate with M
"Walt, Mr. Charlotte is about to be released from prison," Darren said after the family dinner was over.Walt furrowed his brow as a look of surprise crossed his face. He stepped closer to Darren with an incredulous look."How come? How did you know?" Walt asked.Darren realized Walt didn't believe a word he said. Therefore, he just sighed heavily."I figured you wouldn't take my word for it, Walt. I got a phone call a little while ago," Darren explained slowly.Seeing the serious look on Darren's face, Walt's body automatically moved closer. Walt looked at Darren with great curiosity. Darren had time to check the surrounding atmosphere to make sure no one heard their conversation."The phone call was from Mr. Charlotte. I think he used the prison phone to call me. He said he would meet me and see what he would do," Darren explained.Walt was still frowning."Did Mr. Walt really say that? Oh, aren't those phone facilities only for the privileged, moneyed inmates?"Darren snapped his f
"Why are you calling me, Cloe?" asked Darren after picking up the phone call.In front of Darren, Walt wore an expression of astonishment and glanced in the small rearview mirror. Walt had already thought of all the bad possibilities about Cloe calling Darren."Darren, I actually want to have a serious talk with you. Are you... are you still angry about what I did to you?" asked Cloe in a hesitant voice.Darren furrowed his brow. Cloe's question confused him. He could hardly believe that Cloe would ask him such a question."Why do you ask that?" asked Darren.Cloe was silent for a few seconds. During that silence, it felt like Darren couldn't calm down. Darren guessed various things in his mind about why Cloe suddenly asked him that question. His senses couldn't help but be alert."I'm just making sure. Considering what you did to my father, I'm guessing you're very hurt," Cloe said.Realizing Walt was both curious and suspicious of him, Darren turned on the speaker mode. Eventually
"What do you mean Mr. Rudolf?" Darren replied by asking Mr. Rudolf back. "Who are you?" asked Mr. Rudolf as if he was interrogating Darren. "Do I have to introduce myself? You seem to know who I am," replied Darren in a casual tone. "What is your purpose in accepting Mr. Charlotte's offer to join us? Why would a member of the Miler Family, who is famous for never doing dirty business, want to join us?" Mr. Rudolf asked Darren. "I just want to learn from those of you who have experience in this field," Darren replied innocently. "Honestly, tell us your real purpose for joining us," Mr. Rudolf urged Darren to tell the truth. "I really want to learn with you how to do dirty business in a smooth and neat way. Sooner or later I'll need those skills too, right?" Darren replied still trying to show his innocence. Seeing Darren and Mr. Rudolf arguing, Mr. Charlotte could not stand it and immediately intervened to break them up. "Already Mr. Rudolf, don't argue about somethi
Darren, still with a serious, thoughtful look on his face, continued, "I don't think Mr. Handrick would trust me that easily. Even if I said that Mr. Albern would betray him-" "He'd be more likely to believe that you were the reason he couldn't save Mr. Salvador, and Mr. Salvador killed himself?" interrupted Walt who interjected his words. Darren snapped his fingers as he nodded his head. "Yup! I need very valid evidence for Mr. Handrick to believe me. Do you have anything that shows Mr. Charlotte left with Mr. Albern?" Darren asked. "Ah, I just remembered!" Walt said. After that Darren waited for Walt to let go of the camera hanging around his neck. Darren's eyebrows shot up as Walt looked for something on the camera. "I actually took pictures of Mr. Charlotte and Mr. Albern's arrival," Walt said. "Hey, did you bring that camera with you when you did the reconnaissance on Mr. Charlotte?" Darren asked rather frantically. Walt briefly stopped his movement and move
"How dare you treat me roughly like that?!" Cloe rebuked, her voice almost shouting. Without caring about Cloe, Jack turned his gaze back to Darren. "Hey, I don't care what business you have with Cloe, but you shouldn't have come into our lives!" "I didn't come into your life, Jack. It was you... you who made me come to you again!" Darren emphasized. Because he was already annoyed, Jack suddenly growled harshly. Jack immediately punched Darren without a signal. So that Darren's body was thrown to the side. "Mr. Darren!" Walt exclaimed worriedly. Meanwhile, Jack spontaneously moved backwards due to the pressure of his energy when he punched Darren. Jack was breathing heavily. For a few seconds, he just stared at Darren. "Mr. Darren. Are you hurt?" asked Walt as he crouched beside Darren. Darren raised his palms to signal that he was fine. Even so, his head felt dizzy. He was shocked by Jack's sudden fist attack. "Ah, bastard," Darren grumbled. "He's so strong. Is he human
"What do you see, Mr. Darren?" From the side, Walt came over and asked. Darren immediately pointed to the part of the palm dust imprint he had witnessed. He asked Walt and Wayce to pay intense attention as well. "Do you know why someone would stick their palm to the glass of a car door?" Darren asked. Walt and Wayce were still silent, watching the part that Darren had pointed out. For a split second, they felt that this imprint, which at first glance looked like someone's palm, was very strange. How could not? Darren watched Walt and Wayce with a look that was both confused and curious. Darren wanted to know how Walt and Wayce would react. "Who did this?" asked Wayce. "If there's a palm print, all I know is that the person was trying to open the car door. Or he was tapping on the glass so he could call for help." "Asking for help?" asked Darren, who looked at Wayce in confusion. He silently wondered what she meant. Wayce immediately nodded her head. "You know, Mr. Darre
Darren's gaze returned to Mr. Miller. With an expression that was already starting to get dizzy, he flinched for a moment. "I'll take care of Jack so he doesn't send threats to our family," Darren said. "I'm warning you again, be careful dealing with the Walter Family, Darren!" shouted Mr. Miller as Darren walked away. After getting out of the argument with Mr. Miller, Daren immediately prepared to meet Jack who had dared to threaten his father. That very morning, Daren went to Jack's company. After arriving, Daren immediately broke into Jack's room and was detained by Jack's secretary, but to no avail. Daren managed to get into Jack's room and immediately vented his anger by pounding on Jack's desk. Jack was surprised but still looked at Darren calmly. Although in fact Jack was also annoyed at Darren's actions "Can you knock on the door? I'm not even sure you have permission to enter my room," Jack said. "What do you mean sending my father such a threatening message!
"There were no threats made to me by Mr. Charlotte. The withdrawal of the charges is purely from my own initiative, given that Mr. Charlotte has admitted his actions." A calm, thoughtful, and charming answer. Yes, Darren, always has a wise answer to any question regardless of the situation. "Aren't the companies Corpa Miller Group and The G&K Johnson Group business rivals?" "Competition in the business world is unavoidable, so I try to think more rationally in taking action and not easily get emotional just because of trivial issues," Darren answered which also became his closing statement. According to him, the three questions were enough to answer and provide sufficient information. Darren then signaled Walt to open the way and took him away from the press conference room. Suddenly Darren's departure from the stage made the journalists excited because they were not satisfied with the answers given by Darren. They then crowded towards Darren who was walking away from the
"System turn on," Darren muttered in a very low voice as he walked down the hallway. [SYSTEM ACTIVATED!] [SYNCHRONIZATION... 15% 25% 44% 56%...] Darren had just gotten information from the receptionist that Cloe was in the restaurant's VVIP room. He had also gotten a message from Cloe asking him to come directly to the VVIP room. To be honest, Darren's heart was already racing. He imagined what he would talk about with Cloe later. "Mr. Darren, you must be on your guard in case Mrs. Cloe has a plan to trap you," said Walt who walked beside Darren. Darren was somewhat snapped out of his reverie. He nodded his head. "All right, Walt. You just relax, I can guard against Cloe's devious plans," Darren said with a reassuring smile. [SYNCHRONIZATION COMPLETE!] [WHAT DO YOU NEED, DARREN?] "Protection protection," Darren replied quietly. "Connect the connection with the robotic device named Hellen." [REQUEST ACCEPTED!] [THE SYSTEM PROCESSES THE CONNECTION WITH THE ROBOT
"You were acquitted of drug charges one week ago, but now you admit guilt. Did someone pressure you? Are you a victim of guilt and slander?" When he heard the question, Mr. Salvador suddenly stopped walking, followed by the reporters who were curious about his response. Amidst the crowd of reporters and camera flashes still shining on him, Mr. Salvador looked in the direction of the question. There stood a reporter in a plaid shirt and round glasses grinning slyly at him. "How could you think of such a question?" Mr. Salvador's ambiguous words instantly made the other journalists feel compelled to listen. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Salvador?" urged one of the other reporters to give a more detailed explanation. However, Mr. Salvador preferred to remain silent. Just as he was about to resume his stalled walk, someone shouted his name in the middle of the crowd. "Salvador!" Suddenly, what had been a crowded room fell silent. Everyone in the room fell silent, inc
"Orphan told me. She's probably in the police car for protection right now, she's still in shock from the abuse she received. "You might as well help me protect Orphan, especially from the media. Don't let the media know that it was the drug cartel's henchmen who leaked the information, because it could derail my plan," Darren said. After talking at length with Patricia, Darren immediately approached Walt who was waiting for him in the car. During the trip, Darren, who sat in the passenger seat, closed his eyes as if he was replenishing his energy that had been a little drained all day. However, not long after his cell phone rang, displaying the name Mr. Charlotte, Darren picked it up. "Hello?" Darren's voice opened the conversation. "Hello, Darren. Where are you?" asked Mr. Charlotte matter-of-factly. "On my way home, Mr. Charlotte. What's going on?" Darren replied matter-of-factly, he was indeed on his way to the mansion. "Before you go home, can you join the meeting with