"Is there somewhere you want to go, sir?" Smith led Richard out of the building they had been in together. This morning, Richard had quite a busy activity, attending several meetings and discussing several agendas with officials at one of the companies that knew about his identity as the owner. He wanted to ensure a few things, considering that his company would be conducting an audit soon, so before the outside party did the audit, he wanted the internal auditor to do it first and report it to him.Because of the crowdedness, he also felt a bit claustrophobic. Richard walked while loosening his tie, but not towards the car parked near them. He walked towards the outside of the office complex. "I'll go for a short walk, you guys go first." He ignored Smith, who had followed behind him and stopped at his words.Smith nodded his head. "Yes, sir." Then he gave directions to some of them to leave the place and some more, like Richard's personal driver, to stand guard for easy contact o
The stranger named Max looked at them one by one with an appraising gaze after he didn't manage to get Richard to move from his spot. The man instead acted like a nice person by giving the woman an order. He scanned them for the clothes they were wearing and started comparing them to what he was wearing.Most people in the place were dressed casually, wearing the usual warm clothes and padding with matching colors, and some were wearing flares. But he could tell that what those people were wearing were not the clothes of the luxury clothing brands he knew.He then smiled because he thought he was better than them. "Obviously, they are just people of means." He muttered to himself as he observed his perfect appearance today.Max wore a luxurious khaki-colored suit with a long coat of the same color, and both the suit he wore and the coat he wore were from a well-known brand that was well known in the area. He then shook his jacket back, revealing his suit underneath.Then, his eyes loo
"Do you think only you can do it?" Richard's eyes hung coldly as he looked at him.Max certainly felt that way. He thought he was the only one who deserved praise compared to Richard. After all, who was Richard to act like he was superior to him? In his eyes, Richard just looked like an ordinary employee."You don't have to do that, pushing yourself just because of your pride." He took a deep breath, trying to persuade Richard to listen to him because right now, the problem was only with Richard.Max wasn't interested in the food at first, either. He was hungry but didn't want to move away from there because he was sitting around the place enjoying the quiet afternoon.But he didn't want to eat what was there without being sure of the taste, and that one food truck with a long line seemed to convince him that they had good food, judging by how many people were queuing, so he wanted to get it.However, because Richard was wasting a lot of time there but was already too adamant and didn
"You don't know yourself!" She cursed at Richard in disbelief. Her eyes widened and blinked repeatedly while looking the other way, trying to control herself.The pain and throbbing that made him uncomfortable with his face still lingered until now, and even the intensity of the pain increased when he moved and spoke, which made him keep remembering how wildly Richard had hit him. The man really did not hold back and even gave him a chance to retaliate, but instead of accepting what she offered when it was him victim and the one who suffered more was not her, Richard rejected him.He looked back at Richard sharply, ignoring the throbbing at the corner of his lips that kept pressing every time he would open his mouth. It was so painful. "I've offered to treat you, then be kind enough not to make a big deal out of it and compensate you, but you refuse? You've gone crazy, huh?!" He deliberately pushed the other chair towards Richard.Although the movement did not indicate violence, as it
"You don't know yourself! Are you going to keep making trouble, huh?" The snapping voice sounded loud.Richard gasped and thought it was his father because the man's voice almost sounded the same as his father's when he yelled at him and said it.Yes, the man was at his father's age when he was young and managed his life so strictly. Whereas now his father's voice no longer sounded that high and full of vigor. He was too old to be able to make such a loud voice. He no longer had the energy.Actually, his father was no longer a problem for Richard because he had entered an age where he no longer seemed scary to him and difficult to deal with. Likewise, Richard knew he was no longer a helpless child who could secure himself.But something growing in his memory was different. He could not ignore what had taken root in him. He could not forget what had happened in the past and still could not make peace with it."Father? Why are you here?" Max removed his hand from Richard. He stared in s
"Sorry, I came a little late, sir." Smith glanced through the windshield and monitored the position behind it.He had tried to come as quickly as possible, but his schedule today was fairly tight as he was attending a meeting that required him to represent Richard since Richard still hadn't revealed who he was to the public.He came as quickly as possible, but it took a long time. However, from those Smith had asked to stand guard around Richard, he knew who Richard was dealing with.His people had sent him a picture of Max getting into an altercation with Richard. Smith recognized who it was and contacted the person who could take responsibility for his actions. He had seen Max come into David's office a few times, calling David's dad. Smith recognized his spoiled personality, but he didn't care as long as it had nothing to do with the company because, besides Max, Smith knew that David still had other children who could be relied on and lead well in the future if David stepped down
"Use this quickly. I'll be back to get it again later." The policeman gave Max the office phone, and then he left.Max closed his eyes. He tried hard to remember the phone number of the person he wanted to call. He only had one chance, so he had to make the best of it.He then pressed the number buttons and brought the receiver to his ear. "Please pick up, sir." He heard the phone ring for a long time, but he didn't see anyone pick up until the call ended.Max clucked frantically. "What is he doing? Is it possible she's not picking up because it's a call from a phone number she doesn't recognize?" He was increasingly anxious, worried that his call would be completely ignored.He then called him back, shaking her head. "No... no, I can't be here. I don't want to go to jail. They can't do this to me." He clenched her hand into a fist while his other hand held the receiver tightly.As hia hopes dwindled and he became more and more desperate, the dial tone on the phone stopped. "Who is th
"Your father asked you to come to a party he's throwing, sir." Smith stood to Richard's right, who was currently on the racetrack.Richard cast his eyes over Olympus, the horse he often rode for sport. The horse itself was of Thoroughbred flavor. It was a horse that was very famous for its speed. Even though his eyes were on the horse currently being groomed after his ride, Richard listened carefully to what Smith was telling him. Smith looked back at the notice he had compiled on the note he always carried with him so as not to forget what he would do again. "The meeting will be held at Diamond Cas, you are requested to be present on time, sir.""For what agenda did he ask me to come to the Casino?" Richard took off his vest and gave it to one of the waiters handling him, apart from Smith, who was there.Richard didn't have anything on his agenda today, and he had specifically scheduled today as a day to spend on sports. He did not have much free time, but in a week, he was expected