"How did you find Marcell there?" asked Alan. The tense scene had passed. Marcell had been taken to the hospital and had not woken up since last night.The three burly men were secured by the police. And reportedly Sean, who was an agency employee who became a hostage with a battered body, had been taken to the hospital by Robert.This morning Robert grabbed Marcell who was unconscious. Meanwhile, Alan had already accompanied Marcell to arrange for the man's transfer to Oxford Hospital."That's a long story." Robert answered casually. His memory replayed the story where Marcus and Dayton came to him casually."I need to know the full story to trust you." Of course Alan had lost faith since the incident in Tokyo."Marcus and Dayton came to see me," Robert said. It didn't help that he kept quiet.Alan frowned. The most sensitive name to hear."It was just pleasantries until they wanted to ask for back the files I had brought. He'll give me 30% of his shares if I join forces to bring Mar
Honestly, Marcell gets dizzy again if he has to think about the system in his head. It was still a mystery and a puzzle to him. Where did the system come from? What was its purpose? And what was the reason the system chose to be lodged in his head? Or did someone deliberately plant it in his brain?"Are you okay?" Asked Alan who unintentionally noticed that Marcell was just silent with a serious look. Mike had left first to take care of the bakery. So Alan was alone to look after Marcell in the hospital."I'm fine." Marcell often thought of telling the system in his head to someone else or maybe Alan was the closest person to him. He almost went crazy thinking about it alone. Maybe Alan would have an open mind to help him figure out what the Hermes System was."You look like you're thinking about something, is there something I'm missing?" Alan asked again in case there was something from the Dayton case that he forgot to mention.Marcell shook his head.Then Alan did not respond agai
Marcell woke up with a transparent screen in front of him.CONGRATULATIONS ON SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETING YOUR FIRST MISSIONYOU'VE MOVED ON TO THE NEXT LEVEL.YOUR REWARD HAS BEEN SENT TO YOUR ACCOUNT.Marcell smiled. He hurried to take the tv remote to turn it on. Coincidence immediately brought up the news about Dayton Longbuttom being found guilty. The police were surrounding the palatial villa that Marcell had once visited. Looking for evidence that happened to be the owner of the villa was also there.WELCOME TO MISSION TWOAh? What? Anything else?Marcell reflexively straightened his body.GO BACK TO NEW HAVEN AND TAKE YOUR REVENGE ON STEFAN!Marcell furrowed his brow. Why was that name mentioned again? Marcell was already reluctant to deal with Stefan. His life in New Haven was also quite embarrassing. He was reluctant to set foot there if it was to meet Stefan.Wouldn't it be tacky if he came flaunting his wealth to Stefan?Marcell let out his breath. He leaned against the back o
Three days had passed, and Marcell Clark had finally arrived in New Haven. The place where he grew up. After a long day, he didn't expect to set foot here again. His mind went back to his brief encounter with Andreas Hubert.Ah yes, was that man also caught?Marcell had forgotten that there was Andreas Hubert who was also spinning money from the budget funds. As he walked towards the taxi waiting in the front lobby. Marcell thought about many things.Like why should he take revenge on Stefan? Or what would be an appropriate revenge to make Stefan look like he was falling in front of him. He was a businessman's son, while Marcell was just building his small bakery business. The profits weren't much but they could feed his investments and mutual funds little by little."Where to?" Asked the taxi driver as Marcell got into the car.Marcell mentioned the name of the mansion that Hermes System had given him. This was probably as a form of perks for his job. Honestly he was tired, he wanted
Marcell still hasn't crossed paths or intentionally not met Stefan. All he knew yesterday was that Jasmine was joking around with her friend. But she was unaware of Marcell's attention. And Marcell didn't care about that. His only target was Stefan.Still hadn't found a definite strategy. Ah shit Marcell just remembered. He left his studies, even though the school year was already underway. Damn it. Could he switch to online classes?Snickering, Marcell became even more annoyed when he realized there was no Alan around.It felt like Marcell was really lonely. He had no one around him. Will he be like this until he grows old? Living alone without a family.Marcell got up from his reclining position. He picked up the invitation on the black table with fancy decorations. There was a birthday event for the television channel at the Homewood Suites hotel. It's from Jacob, they are still good friends now.Marcell opened the invitation to find out if it was someone's or a company's birthday.
Marcell widened his eyes to see two grown men standing in front of the gate. He hadn't expected that. Of course, how could Alan and Mike come here without telling him first. "Wow, this is your real home in New Haven. How marvelous." Alan gaped at the sight behind Marcell's back. "It turns out you're a real rich man," Mike poked his head in to see what Marcell's mansion looked like. "How did you guys get here?" asked Marcell confused."Let us go in first, let's chat inside in the heat outside." Without permission Mike immediately walked over Marcell to walk into Marcell's yard. His gaze was still admiring how spacious and well-designed the outside was. Marcell looked at Mike only with a surprised look.Alan shrugged his shoulders and followed Mike who entered first. Marcell exhaled, letting his two friends' behavior go. He closed the gate and followed.Ignoring Mike and Alan who were still impressed with the mansion, Marcell grabbed two cans of beer from the fridge and served them
Marcell and Stefan's interaction stopped wordlessly and left a question mark. The event had begun, the host began to give a rundown of the event and of course invited Mr. Sebastian Johnson as the owner of the company to give a speech.The guests gave Sebastian a loud clap when he greeted them. Apart from the presence of Marcell Clark in an expensive suit, it was the man who came to Papercrunch and got a seat in the event hall. Stefan was shocked when Sebastian unveiled the name of the shareholder in his company.How? How did that happen? That was the question mark in Stefan's head. He knew full well that the courier from Yale had no future at all. He came from an orphanage, had no privileges, and was only a high school dropout.But how could his father mention Marcell Clark's name as shareholder number 36 with a percentage of 4.8%.Stefan looked back, across from where Marcell was sitting tall and calm. He could see the smug, smug smile on Marcell's face.Turning his body forward agai
Marcell was successful enough to keep Stefan interested and on his mind all day. The boy was not focused on his soccer game. He was in a bad mood, more sensitive and irritable.Meanwhile, the culprit was reading a book quietly in his spacious mansion. Playing classical music on vinyl.Iya could predict that Stefan would already be provoked and distracted by her arrival as the new Marcell. He would be more interested in her and finding out other facts.Just the thought of it was enough to make Marcell smile slyly."You're in a good mood," said someone who suddenly appeared from behind him.Alan, still at Marcell's mansion after yesterday Mike returned to Oxford first."I'm imagining a cunning plan," Marcell replied without even looking at Alan.Instead, Alan was enjoying the music Marcell was playing. Leaning his shoulder against the back door frame while looking at Marcell's private lake view."It turns out you're this rich, it's only fitting that you don't have to think twice about b