"I'm tired. I want to rest for a while." Richard handed his golf club to the caddie there, and then his eyes signalled to the staff he brought to hold back the people who had accompanied him to play golf earlier.The people following him immediately approached and tried to call out to him. "Mr. Richard, sir, wait a moment." The stocky man was quickly restrained by Richard's staff.Others were also busy trying to reach him. "Sir, how about we talk for just a moment? Fifteen minutes... oh, no. Just give me ten minutes, sir." He insisted and tried to get closer even though Richard's staff was in the way.While Richard remained unconcerned, he continued walking towards his place, resting on one of the sofas while watching the others play. Occasionally, his eyes glanced at those who were still calling his name in a pleading voice, hoping to talk to him about the work they had been mentioning since earlier."Since that day, they have never left me in peace," Richard muttered under his breat
The man who helped Richard was named Damien. He left after he met with Richard from there. The look on his once cheerful face suddenly turned dark and cold as soon as he got into the car and drove off somewhere.Her meeting with Richard had lasted so long that Richard did not recognize her anymore. Moreover, it was just a small meeting that lasted briefly. Her help was simple and not memorable because people usually helped her selflessly."I should have gotten her interested in coming." He muttered softly with a regretful tone, running his car quickly until it arrived at a building that looked like an old building on the outside.Parking the car there, he got out and straightened his clothes first. Then, walking into the building, he passed through several rooms that looked like part of a house and then knocked on a large brown door. "Sir, I have returned." He stayed in front of the door, waiting for it to open."Come in." A voice from inside the door sounded, and he began to open it
"So, how is Balmond doing?" He came to XT, the technology company where he left Balmond to work there.Currently beside him, Richard was accompanied by the middle-aged man who had left Balmond to watch over him yesterday. The man seemed to be trying very hard to balance Richard's steps, which moved usually, but every step his long legs took made him move fast."Balmond is currently in the development stage of his own application, sir." He turned his head briefly to look at Richard but did not dare to ask him to reduce his speed. He only maintained his speed to keep up with Richard's pace to avoid falling behind.Richard then turned to her. "Him? What kind of application is he developing?""Some kind of budget planning planer app, sir. He said that in the future, many people will think critically and want to laugh at everything, and he wants to help make that happen by making that app for the current generation who always use some kind of gadget for everything they need." The man expla
"What do you mean by my cousin?" Richard was entirely surprised by that. His steps slowed down, and he came closer to them.James didn't look like his usual self. This was the first time James had shown an expressionless and quite tense face. "Sit down. Let's talk about what happened."Richard obeyed his father's words, sitting on the sofa that was separated from the two of them facing each other. As he sat down, he noticed Reynolds's face, which kept looking at him with an unnerving gaze and a disturbing smile. From his trembling face and hands, Richard knew that the man was an alcoholic. No matter how much he tried to maintain his composure, he did not look fine. The pale face that seemed to be hiding from the sun too often and the dark eye bags and droopy eyes were sights that he did not expect a member of the Marrison family to have, but judging from his facial features, Richard could say that he recognized him.He looked similar to his father, but why had he never known about thi
"Richard, where are you going?" James asked him, making Richard's steps stop before their dining table. "Sit down and have breakfast together. Why did you just leave without saying hello?"James was rather annoyed by that, he felt that he no longer got the respect he had before from Richard just because he had passed on the leadership of the family and the group to him completely. His feelings became more vulnerable, and Richard's actions made it easier for him to jump to conclusions."Do you think, now that you're the leader, you don't have time for a breakfast together that doesn't take that long?" James was too proud to say that Richard's attitude offended him.While Richard took it in his stride. "Of course not, father, I can manage my time well." Richard then sat there and joined them.He originally wanted to pretend that he didn't know and didn't see them because he didn't want to share a table with Reynolds. For him, Reynolds was an unpleasant figure. He did not try to avoid h
"You're Smith?" Reynold asked Smith, who was at his workplace.Smith got up from his seat, just as Richard had said. He didn't seek Reynolds out first and give him the job. Instead, he waited until the man tried to meet him."Yes, I'm Smith," he replied in a flat, robotic manner.Reynolds looked at his desk, then back at him. "Richard told me to take a job with you."Smith knew that, so he had prepared it earlier. He moved away from his desk. "Then come with me."He led Reynolds out of his private room on the premises and directed him to another room where Reynolds could do his part.Smit led him to a rarely used workspace downstairs. "You can sit there, sir," he said, taking the files from the top shelf of the cabinet.Reynolds looked around the room, his eyes taking in its entirety. He didn't know who the room belonged to, but seeing Gerald's picture there, he thought it belonged to the man in the image."Who does this room belong to?" Reynolds asked as he sat there.Smith turned ar
"So how is it, sir? Is everything going well?" The personal servant who took care of his life was beside him and questioned his situation directly because they did not exchange information.But now that Reynold had told him to meet him at the golf course, he was looking straight ahead and hitting his golf ball with a hard swing. He straightened up as soon as the ball soared, then looked at his servant. "Everything went well," he replied in a light mood."Is that so?" the servant was also enthusiastic about the answer he gave. "So everything went as you planned, sir?" Long enough that he had heard Reynolds' plan to take back everything that would be his, he had prepared everything with much consideration.He readied himself in his position and began to take aim with shots that hit the mark. "Yeah, so far so good. I like the situation now where they are tense and anxious because of my existence. Doesn't that mean they are aware of my existence? The more alert they are, the more I like i
"How's that guy doing?" Richard asked Smith, who was currently helping in his office.Smith, who was preparing Richard's file, came over. "So far, he has not done anything that is a problem, sir." He reported the safest thing, especially since he noticed there was no problem in that regard, even though Reynolds' way of working was fairly slow compared to Richard's.But there was no need to report that kind of thing because not many people could match Richard's ability in that regard. Richard worked quickly and precisely, but if others followed him, there would likely be many mistakes. Demanding others like Richard was tantamount to demanding perfection, while Richard had prepared himself long ago to be a leader.Smith knew well what it was like for his Master to continue learning things even when he was very young. He had the right to enjoy his teenage years, but Richard knew he was required to do other, more important things."Is that so?" He smiled, got up from his seat, and began c