"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 after hearing the echo of an unfamiliar voice. He briefly glanced around to find the source of the sound. But there was no one.
"Who's talking?" Darren asked.
[It's me, the system. You can't see me in physical form, Darren]
Darren's reaction was even more surprised when the voice answered his words.
"Wait, this is scary. I don't know who's talking... system? What kind of system?" asked Darren in confusion.
[I am a system that will activate whenever a human feels extremely desperate. I detected that your mentality level is only 46 percent. That means your mentality is already below normal."]
"A system that activates whenever a human is desperate?" Darren muttered incomprehensibly. Impossible. This is so not reality.
Darren was still on the edge of his seat when the holographic screen in front of him suddenly changed to display a wavy moving graphic resembling a heartbeat. The color was a deep red.
Beneath the box that framed the heart rate wave graph, there was a percentage and an inscription.
[DEPRESSION LEVEL: 93%]
Darren's jaw dropped as soon as he read that.
"I have depression?" Darren shook his head in disbelief. "No, you're lying. I feel fine."
[The system's calculations can't be wrong, Darren. You were already depressed during your prison life, then your mental state worsened after your release]
"Then, what is your function? I mean, explain it in more detail."
[The system will help you achieve success and take revenge for anything that hurts you. Each active system will adapt to each User's living conditions.
[While your living conditions will change drastically in two days, I will help you manage the company. Every day there will be missions assigned and you will have to do all of them to accumulate points.
[The points you collect will be used to acquire certain powers. They will also increase your level - and if your level gets higher, then your power in various aspects will increase.
[You'll be able to do anything to get revenge using your powers]
"Revenge?" muttered Darren.
Actually, Darren had not thought of that.
Now, Darren just remembered all the treatment given by the Johnson Family-including Cloe. Also the treatment from Troy who betrayed him by expelling him.
Darren suddenly felt the turmoil of his anger coming back. Remembering all that treatment made his pride trampled.
"If you help me, will there be reciprocity?" asked Darren.
[Of course not]
[You deserve your success. I'm helping you because you're going to have a hard time adjusting to your new life."]
"Right..." Darren muttered.
[Now check your Status Information]
"Huh?"
With a confused expression, Darren looked at the holographic screen in front of him. The screen suddenly switched automatically to a display like a cell phone homepage. Then a table appeared.
In that table, the personal data information that Darren had read from the beginning appeared again. However, there was something different about the caption (Subject to Change) next to the job information.
[If you officially become the CEO at the event two days later, then your job information will change]
[Your job is to make sure that your position as CEO is not replaced by anyone, Darren]
[It's my job to help you manage the company and reach the highest level of hierarchy in the Miller Family business. There are many enemies you have to face, including from your own family]
Darren was confused when he heard the last sentence of the system. But before he could ask any questions, he was startled by the sound of the door opening.
His gaze turned towards the door of the room. Darren frowned when he saw an unfamiliar man walk in with Mrs. Miller-his mother.
Not Nick the bodyguard leader, nor the hotel manager.
"Darren. How does this room look to you? Are you comfortable?" asked a smiling Mrs. Miller.
Darren was still a bit stunned at the sight of the man beside Mrs. Miller. Even so, he nodded politely when the man gave him a warm smile.
"Oh, let me introduce you, this is your brother, Darren. Do you remember his name? Anthonio," Mrs. Miller introduced enthusiastically.
"Darren, I'm glad to see you again," said the man named Anthonio.
Darren stood up and felt a little awkward welcoming Anthonio who was about to embrace him. Darren accepted with some reluctance.
Anthonio patted Darren's back formally as a fellow brother.
"I missed you so much after decades of your disappearance," Anthonio replied.
After their embrace loosened, Darren was still staring at Anthonio. At that moment Darren was surprised to see the system's holographic screen suddenly appear. Like a light scanning Anthonio's face.
Then on the holographic screen appeared Anthonio's bio.
[INFORMATION STATUS]
[NAME: LEONARD ANTHONIO MILLER]
[AGE: 29 YEARS OLD]
[STATUS: SECOND SON OF THE MILLER FAMILY, HEIR TO MILLER AIRWAYS AIRLINE COMPANY]
[OCCUPATION: FLIGHT DIRECTOR OF MILLER AIRWAYS AIR]
[HEALTH: 87% EXCELLENT]
[MENTALITY: 98% STRONG]
Wait. Can the system also detect who the people who met Darren are?
"I didn't expect us to finally meet again," Darren said, forced to be friendly. Even though he actually felt awkward.
"That's right. I hope you're enjoying being a member of the Miller Family. Gosh, the Miller Family is waiting for the heir apparent to arrive!" Anthonio said enthusiastically.
Darren gave a small smile.
"Darren, there are some corporate documents of Corpa Miller Group that you need to study before the official announcement of you becoming the Miller Family's heir apparent," Mrs. Miller explained.
Darren shifted his gaze. He saw four different colored document folders, inside each folder was a thick stack of papers. Seeing that made Darren grimace slightly.
"I have to study all those documents in two days?" Darren asked.
"Of course. There's no need to memorize everything. There are important documents, including the ones in this red folder," Mrs. Miller said as she held up the red folder.
There was no response from Darren.
After handing over all the documents to Darren, Mrs. Miller tapped him twice on the shoulder.
"Don't forget to get ready. We're going to the funeral home because the most important person to the Miller Family died," Mrs. Miller said.
Darren's brows furrowed. "Who was that person?"
Mrs. Miller then pulled out a rather shabby piece of printed photo paper. It was handed to Darren with a rather pitying expression.
"Your nanny's parents, Darren. They have been working for us as spies for the Johnson Family."
Darren was struck by lightning after hearing Mrs. Miller's words. He received the printed photo from Mrs. Miller's hand and watched with a wide-eyed stare.
"They died?" Darren asked.
"That's right. There seems to be indications of premeditated murder, who knows. My strongest guess is that it was the Johnson Family."
"Why?"
"They were killed a few hours after we asked them to come and hand over important information. We had no idea what they were going to give us."
Darren's heart sank. After all, his foster parents had taken great care of him for decades. Now they were killed with the suspected perpetrators being the Johnson Family-the family of his much-loved ex-girlfriend?
"Cloe knew they were my parents, but she let her family kill them?" Darren muttered emphatically.
"That's why we left you with your nanny's parents and made up as many scenarios as possible to get you into a relationship with Cloe, the Johnson's daughter. Unfortunately we found their bodies to be victims of a car accident."
"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, you want me to agree to a deal to release Mr. Charlotte?" asked Darren.In front of Darren, Mr. Kimberth and Mr. Jansen-the two investors who were his main targets-looked on with challenging expressions. Darren was still squinting, watching them in astonishment."That's right. When you say professionalism, you have to prove that you can get rid of your ego in business?" Mr. Kimberth asked."You exposed Mr. Charlotte's secret conversations about wanting to destroy the Corpa Miller Group. But in reality, Mr. Charlotte hasn't done anything yet.""Then what did I do wrong?" Darren asked, still confused."Your actions show that you were so scared that you got defensive and attacked someone like that," Mr. Jansen replied.Darren immediately let out a rude breath as he laughed sarcastically. Now he was starting to get the picture:Mr. Charlotte called Darren to give a vague warning, Cloe called him to negotiate, and then the two investors he was targeting gave a warning an
"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