Revenge of The Classy Young Billionaire's

Chapter 3

Charlie stared at the mound of dirt in front of him, which had Monica's name written on it. Sobbing accompanied Monica's departure, Charlie's relatives and neighbors also helped with the process of burying Monica's body.

Maybe after this Charlie is alone, and everyone he loves will slowly leave. Charlie can only accept whatever is his destiny, after all, what can he do if God wills it?

"You have to be patient, Charlie." One by one the people who were mourning left. Leaving Charlie, who is still faithfully sitting next to his mother's grave, and Stella, who is still beside Charlie.

"Let's just pray for Aunt Monica, Aunt Monica won't like seeing her child weak like this, Charlie," said Stella, patting Charlie's shoulders slowly.

While Charlie was silent, the owner of the round glasses was still staring at his mother's grave with a blank gaze. Empty, that's what he felt. Letting go of someone who has always been there for him is not easy.

Not far from Monica's burial location, someone was hiding behind a tree. It seemed that person was watching Charlie and Stella's movements. Not long after, the person took out his cell phone and pressed a name to call.

"Hello. I have important information, sir," he said to the person he was calling.

After saying that, he hung up the phone. Then leave there.

***

Someone who had been stalking Charlie went to a tall building, there was the name JA Group emblazoned on the front of the building. The person walked quickly towards the company CEO's room. After arriving at the door, don't forget to politely knock on the door.

"Come in!" After receiving instructions from the owner of the room, he immediately went inside.

You could see a middle-aged man sitting casually in a chair beside the window, he looked dignified and classy. He is Jonathan, CEO and owner of the JA Group company. Famous for being very firm and cruel, and respected by many people.

"What information do you have?" Jonathan's deep voice broke the silence in the room.

Yep, that's right. The person who was contacted by the person who was stalking Charlie was Jonathan. That person was Jonathan's subordinate. As ordered, he gave Jonathan a brown envelope.

Without further ado, Jonathan opened the envelope. Containing an information document and several photos, a faint smile could be seen on his face. He turned back to look at the person he had sent earlier, then said, "What's his name?"

"Charlie Andrew, sir. He is the son of Mrs. Monica, and also..." the person's words stopped for a moment, "your son."

Jonathan saw photos of Charlie at the funeral, and also photos that were taken before Monica died. Yep, Jonathan ordered his men to find out and monitor Monica and Charlie a few weeks ago.

"Good job, keep watching him. Give him whatever he needs, and..." Jonathan trailed off, he got up from his seat. Standing in front of the window, he said, "I need some parts of his body, such as hair. To be a DNA test sample."

"Yes, sir. But if you are sure that he is your child, why do you want a DNA test?"

Jonathan took a deep breath and then answered, "Just a formality, so you can have the child forever."

"Okay, I will immediately carry out your orders." After saying that, Jonathan's men left the room.

Leaving Jonathan who was still in the room, he was currently sitting at his desk. Taking out a photo album in his drawer, he saw a photo of him and Monica together, of course with the tiny baby in Monica's arms.

"After all this time, I finally found you. I'm sorry Monica, I promise I will look after the child us," said Jonathan sadly, looking at the photo album in his hand.

Jonathan was previously married to Monica, but everything was destroyed after Jonathan's father separated them because he didn't agree with their marriage. After that, Monica, who had just given birth, decided to leave and disappear from Jonathan's life, so that Jonathan could live happily according to his father's wishes.

Jonathan had been looking for Monica and Charlie's whereabouts for years, but only a few weeks ago he received information about Monica's whereabouts. Jonathan even met Monica and tried to talk to her. But Monica still doesn't want to meet him, Monica even doesn't want Charlie to know that Jonathan is his father.

After a long time of just staying silent and watching from afar, now might be the time for Jonathan to appear in front of Charlie. After all, Charlie is his biological child, and he will also be his successor someday.

"I will meet you soon, my son," said Jonathan who couldn't hold back his tears.

***

It's been two Weeks passed, after the death of his mother. Charlie became a quieter person and had no interest in doing anything. He repeatedly surrendered when he was beaten by Dion and his friends. Look at his face now, there are lots of bruises and bruises. Charlie seemed to have given up on his life, he felt like he wanted to die after his mother.

"Stupid, your smart brain doesn't seem useful in real life," muttered Charlie, laughing dryly, looking at himself who looked pathetic. His hands several times adjusted the position of the glasses which were slightly cracked and unfit for use.

"Charlie! Open the door!"

Charlie closed his eyes and took a rough breath when he heard a very loud and noisy woman's voice. He immediately opened the door to his house, before the woman screamed louder.

"What's wrong, Stella? It's still early, don't scream," said Charlie softly.

Meanwhile, Stella just smiled broadly showing her rows of teeth. "Sorry, but I have something for you," she said, handing me a fairly large cardboard box. anything from you. Please understand."

Stella rolled her eyes lazily, she forced Charlie to accept the cardboard. "I know, it wasn't from me. I met the package delivery person in front of your house, he said it was a package for you. So I brought it all," she explained at length, then walked into Charlie's house.

Meanwhile, Charlie stayed where he was, he frowned in confusion. Many times many things have come to his house, and he doesn't know who sent them. Moreover, all of these items were expensive and branded items, making Charlie even more afraid. Don't worry, Charlie never wears any of that stuff.

"Who sent this item," said Charlie curiously.

"Charlie! Do you want to continue standing there? Come here quickly, I brought breakfast for you!" shouted Stella who was already sitting in the living room.

"Don't protest! You don't want to accept things from me, right? But this is food, don't refuse," continued Stella, not letting Charlie speak at all.

Meanwhile, Charlie could only shake his head. His head saw Stella's behavior, he chose to go inside and approach Stella.

"Okay, but I'll put this stuff away first," said Charlie, taking the cardboard to his room.

Stella was busy eating the bread he brought himself and now got up from her seat. Run over to Charlie and say, "Wait a minute! You don't want to open it here? What's in it?"

"Don't be curious."

Stella snorted in annoyance. "This is a package from that person you don't know, right? The one who always sends things to you?" She asked raising one eyebrow.

Charlie nodded then answered, "Yes, and until now I don't know who sent all that."

Stella was silent, she thought for a moment. But he frowned after seeing Charlie looking at him. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She said curtly.

"No, I'm just making sure that you weren't the one who sent those things."

Stella hit Charlie on the arm and said, "You don't believe me? I never sent them at all."

"Then who sent all that stuff."

Stella put her arm around Charlie's shoulder. "We have to find out," she said smiling broadly.

"How?" Charlie asked. Hoping that Stella would have a way so he could return all the items, Charlie didn't want to accept anything from anyone just out of mercy.

Stella waved her hand, telling Charlie to come closer. Then whispered in Charlie's ear. "I have to eat first, so my brain works well," she whispered accompanied by a light laugh.

"Shit!"