Drrrt... drrrt... And the sound of the cell phone ringing brought Marcell out of his reverie. He went back to his room and picked up his cell phone."Yes Alan?" asked Marcell as he picked up the phone from Alan."Are you at the apartment? I went there this afternoon with my friend to deliver the car you ordered. But we rang the bell and there was no response. Where are you?" asked Alan.Ah yes Marcell just remembered that one thing. Against his will Marcell also didn't know he would fall asleep for that long."Well, I'm already at the apartment. But there's no need to rush, you can drop her off tomorrow. I want to rest today," Marcell replied because it felt like he needed a break after three hectic days of frantically spending 1 million dollars. Especially when he had just had a minor accident due to a fight."Okay then, have a good rest. I'll confirm tomorrow if you want to deliver the car.""Ah yes, I need your help," said Marcell holding Alan who was about to hang up."Are you lo
Marcell was all dressed up and ready to go to Oxford University. He went back to take care of the registration and complete the files that had been delayed. He smiled with joy when he saw his dream car parked in the basement of the apartment. Marcell could drive because he had previously worked part-time as a valet at a hotel in New Haven. His skills became more proficient when he also had experience driving as a taxi driver.All of Marcell's life experiences finally paid off, and the wisdom was that the man didn't need to learn to drive again. Brmmmm...Brummmm..bruummm...This sound even sounds melodious to Marcell's ears. Well look at it all now Marcell is an awesome rich guy. He was confidently walking down the streets of Oxford. He couldn't stop giving thanks for having the opportunity to be in this position.Because of Marcell's happy mood, he was not focused when he parked his car. Unintentionally making someone crash.SRETT...BUGG!"Aw!" someone's screech made Marcell reali
"Good afternoon, Mr. Clark. We're from Monzo Bank."Marcell looked at the two people in front of him in confusion. "Can I help you?" Marcell asked. This was strange, this was the first time the bank had approached him."I'm Chris and this is my colleague Barney. Can we talk inside?" Chris asked, implying that they were going to talk a lot.Marcell nodded, opened the door wider and invited them to enter his unit. Marcell grabbed two canned drinks from his fridge and placed them on the table. "What's up?" asked Marcell matter-of-factly.Barney was busy taking out some documents from his bag and handing some to Chris."Thank you in advance for trusting Monzo Bank. We saw your transaction list for 3 days in a row in a large amount. I know there must be some discomfort with your card limit." Chris paused for a moment, making Marcell nervous.Of course he was still afraid if some official parties suspected him. Especially with the unreadable mutations in the account. Since moving to the UK
This was the fourth day after getting the 500,000 dollars. Marcell has calculated how much he will spend to buy equipment and shop facilities. Marcell has spent 200,000 dollars to buy the shop along with the letter and taxes. Yesterday he and Alan went to London to look at more complete ovens and cooking equipment. Approximately 27,000 dollars was spent along with shipping costs. All the equipment is the best plus showcases and other bread tables. It's all complete and now Marcell has 273,000 dollars left. Yesterday he coordinated with the contracting firm, and visited the shop again to check the condition. Marcell has signed a letter of intent to cooperate with a value of 4,900 dollars. It is very cheap and includes changing the design like a cake shop. Marcell still has a lot of money left and maybe the production and packaging materials will run out at 700 dollars. That's just an estimate but Marcell prepared a fund of 1000 dollars.For staffing Marcell set aside 3000 dollars for
The sound of sirens and the noise of people faintly reached Marcell's ears. But his eyes felt heavy and he was unconscious. "Oh my, hey are you okay?" Alan came to help carry Marcell's body to be put to sleep on the bench that would go into the ambulance.On the way out, Alan accidentally saw the density of vehicles due to an accident. Because he knew and memorized Marcell's car which turned out to be lying at the end of the road, Alan stopped his car.Alan returned to the car and followed the ambulance from behind. He knew that Marcell no longer had parents. And the man lived alone in England, so Alan would accompany Marcell first until the man regained consciousness.It took only three hours for Marcell to wake up. His forehead had been treated and there were no serious injuries. There was only shock or body aches from the impact and strain."How is it? How do you feel?" asked Alan who was already sitting by Marcell's bed.Marcell moaned as he sharpened his vision. Oh my God... hos
Marcell stared pensively at the building where he used to live and where he grew up. But his heart stopped for a moment before beating fast when he saw a board hanging on the door with the words "FOR SALE". And the building looked abandoned like it had been uninhabited for over five years. Marcell's feet walked closer to the courtyard of the orphanage. Looked here and there where there was no one. "The caretaker of the orphanage and the children have long left home," said someone who made Marcell turn his head. A middle-aged man in a shabby jacket stood by the roadside looking at Marcell. But since childhood Marcell had never seen the man before. "Hi, I'm Marcell. I was a child living in this orphanage before." Marcell walked down the porch steps and approached the man. "You weren't told anything by them?" Marcell nodded. "I've been traveling for a long time. And now live in England. I haven't been back here for a long time either. Do you know where they moved to? Where Aunt Rut
"What do you want to do when you grow up?" "I want to buy a nice car and have a house with a big yard." "That's a nice dream." "What about you?" "I just want to live longer. To see you buy a nice car and have a house with a big yard." Marcell stared silently at the boy who was about his age. They were lying on the sand at the beach. The orphanage had a simple vacation going to a nearby beach when it got more grants. "Why do you say that? Of course you will see me become successful. And of course it's not just me who's successful, it's you too. Let's make Aunt Ruth proud." Rafael nodded. "Umm, of course." Rafael raised his little finger in front of him, signaling Marcell to link his little finger. "Promise." KRING..KRING.... Marcell's eyes blinked as the alarm he had set last night went off. Groaning softly, Marcell's sleeping body turned to face the ceiling. His memory recalled the dream formed from his childhood memories. Rafael. Marcell recalled his old pantry friend. Th
The latest shoes from the famous brand stepped confidently into the courtyard of Yale University. Unlike Marcell who used to be using and dirty. Now his skin is clean, his charismatic face radiates combined with simple but expensive clothes. The upper class will definitely know how much the outfit Marcell is wearing right now costs."You're Marcell?" Mike noticed Marcell's appearance from top to bottom then looked back at Marcell's handsome face.Marcell's purpose in coming to Yale University was to meet Mike. Since the man didn't want to mention his account number, Marcell couldn't return the favor.For this reason, Marcell had something to offer Mike."What time is your break? I want to talk to you about something important," Marcell said matter-of-factly.Mike glanced at the watch on his left hand. Shrugging his shoulders he replied, "I can rest now.""Good. Come with me first."Marcell told the taxi driver to wait out front. Because Marcell still needed a taxi to go to the nearest