Richard is standing on the highest floor of a building. He is on a rooftop, circulating his gaze in all directions while taking a deep breath and feeling the wind blowing on him.Occasionally, Richard closed his eyes to enjoy the gusts of wind that passed through his body. Part of his body felt so calm, while the other part still felt the horror of the appearance of that extraordinary height.In front of him, lined-up skyscrapers of uneven height seemed to be competing with each other and being taller. However, no matter how hard they tried, no building could still touch the actual height of the sky."Isn't this place amazing?" he spoke as soon as he heard the sound of footsteps approaching him. "From this place, it's like we can see everything. That high place has something different that can only be seen from that vantage point."Now, Richard is beginning to redefine his life in that way. In a way that can be done when he is in the highest position, sometimes he thinks that he is to
A man named Leonard walked into a room and closed the door tightly. He stared rather nervously while still wearing his mask.Richard caught a glimpse of nervousness in the man, then pointed towards the chair in front of ya. "Sit down and tell me what you want to talk about."He moved from near the door to the chair with a rather stiff walk without rubbing his palms on his thighs. He then sat there and looked at Richard. "I actually want to report about another organization."Lately, many organizations have been formed, some of which have had a negative impact and some of which have had a positive impact. Organizations with a negative impact are making more of an impression on society.It is not so strong that people are reluctant to get involved in organizations. They also seem unwilling to find out about specific organizations. Their judgment tends to be skeptical and quick to judge. This was also why Richard chose to better hide their organization so as not to be misunderstood in th
Richard managed to control the speed of his car well. If he had been just a little late in applying the brakes, he would probably have hit the car in front of him."What are they doing?" he tried to look and find out by searching his organs to the side and peeking into the front.In front of her, she saw something scattered on the floor, something that looked like groceries. Some potatoes and tomatoes seemed to be scattered around."My grandmother, what are you doing!" the loud reprimanding voice came from the front car.Richard didn't know what had happened, but he could now guess that the person before him had almost harmed the old lady who had been called out harshly."If you die, just die somewhere else. Don't bother like this!" the yell sounded even harsher, making Richard take a deep breath to unbuckle his seat belt.Suddenly, he was so annoyed to hear someone who seemed able-bodied talking so carelessly to an old man that he walked forward while glancing at the car and yelling
Richard looked at all of them who were now in front of him. The people who had previously followed him had succeeded me, and they were taken away by people. They were placed in a special room, where people were usually taken for interrogation."So tell me what you know about me after you've been busy following all day?" he looked at them suspiciously.As much as Richard tried to hide his identity as the leader of the Thunder organization, he didn't want anyone to know, including the people who were eyeing his position.While the organization itself was secretive, his involvement with it would certainly bring it to the public's attention. He wanted to keep the organization a secret because he didn't want to be too conspicuous and attract a lot of attention, and he also didn't want his status as the leader of the Morrison family to overpower the organization."We don't know anything," the leader of the group replied with difficulty and fear.His face and body were currently covered with
Smith had just gotten a report from his subordinates in charge of watching Naomi. They told him about Naomi's current whereabouts. For a moment, Smith had almost forgotten what her name was until he remembered the incident a few months ago when Richard suddenly disappeared.He remembered that Naomi was the woman who came from Darren's family, the woman Richard talked about after returning from the extermination that day, he remembered that Naomi was the woman who got the cooperation offer letter from Richard directly."What is it that you seem to be in such a hurry?" Richard passed before her with the file he had taken from the top shelf.As he passed by, he saw Smith with a smile. The middle-aged man seemed overzealous as if he had an urgent matter.Smith smiled awkwardly as Richard sat back down at his desk. "I have something to tell you about something you might want to know."Richard frowned, staring at Smith. "What is it? Just tell me.""It's..." he paused. For a moment, Smith se
"I say again that you are the wrong person, and you should apologize immediately now." Richard was still trying to contain his annoyance.He was trying his best to maintain his good mood a moment ago because he liked the place's surroundings so much that he didn't want to be too affected by those who upset him intentionally.Her eyes looked at the man sharply and demanded his apology.But the man clearly refused, still insisting on his ego. "You seem to have lost your mind. Don't you see everyone in this place working, and you're busy sitting in this place?""That's because I'm a customer. I'm your customer, and you have to serve." She simply didn't understand what misunderstanding made the man suddenly think she was one of his workers.The man snorted with a frivolous laugh. "You're a customer? Seriously. Look at her." he shook his head in a way that sounded irritating. "Cut the crap and get back to work!" he insisted to Richard and pulled on his arm, forcing him to get up.The man w
"There's no way someone like him can afford it. This suit can definitely be yours." The man kept pointing at Richard.He simply did not believe that Richard was not an employee at the place of work. He still insisted, even though some guests complained about the price of the suit Richard was wearing. He judged that Richard did not come from a respectable circle. Even though Richard's appearance showed that he was not a difficult person, the man chose to remain rude to him. He himself felt that believing in appearance alone would only deceive him.His eyes looked at Richard sarcastically. "Don't act like I know people like you, just like making drama to make other people's jobs difficult. You think wearing expensive designer clothes can make me fall for your tricks, huh?" She spoke loudly and without hesitation.His eyes again scanned Richard's clothes with a glance of frivolity, and then he looked at him with a contemptuous gaze. "I clearly know that you're just pretending. Tell me wh
"What? No way." The man turned around, looking at Richard with a confused and panicked expression. "But this man—one of our employees; he came to work here this morning." He tried to justify himself.The supervisor, a man named William, shook his head. "The employee who arrived this morning was a woman. What are you thinking?!" He grew irritated at the man's nonsense. "I handled him myself when he arrived; what on earth have you been doing to be this unaware?"Some staff members nearby and a few guests were left stunned, covering their mouths in shock. Many guests, who had assumed the error lay with the café's manager, were even more taken aback."But… but he looks like he's wearing the same uniform as the rest of the staff." Unwilling to accept blame, the man tried to shift responsibility to Richard, who resembled their employees.Richard sighed, staring coldly at the man. "I told you before that I wasn't an employee here, but you insisted, pushing me to work without listening to my