Edmund was currently still in his room, trying to move his hand repeatedly but his hand muscles were not responding at all. Prayer kept trying and trying until he felt frustrated. "Ah, shit, why is it so hard?!" He tried to grasp and move the drinking glass that was on the small table beside his hospital gurney.But no matter how hard he tried to move his muscles, even his fingers refused to do what his brain told them to do. The glass fell from his failing hand and shattered on the floor, with splinters scattered everywhere."Ah, asshole!" he cursed loudly in annoyance, his chest moving up and down with emotion, as well as his gaze, which seemed sharp and full of hatred. His memory returned to the moment when Richard had broken his hand and pretended to be in front of her. "You damn man! What has he done to me? I can't move my arm at all... argh!" Je screamed hysterically, walking around his bed while bent over, venting his emotions.His eyes reddened, his emotions overflowing with m
The stranger who was ordered by Edmund that day to kill Richard was currently waiting for the detailed information that Edmund provided in the form of Richard's identity, which they needed so that they would know their target precisely and not make a mistake."How have you received it? Have you heard from them?" One of the members who would be working with him was waiting impatiently.The man named Dave shook his head. "Not yet, still no details from them." He stared at his phone, waiting for Edmund's message.Dave at least went with three acquaintances who joined him in carrying out this plan. Together with him, there were a total of four people who would carry out the orders from Edmund. They were all ready in their all-black outfits and hats, wearing similarly colored masks and waiting in the van to get moving.Edmund had previously informed them when they would move. He had told them to get ready and just wait for the signal."Ah, here he is calling me." Dave showed his cell phone
Smith scanned the group of men's faces and was ready to turn his body towards them. "Let me face the master," he said. Hearing how Smith called Richard made Dave stare frantically at his situation. He didn't expect to find a figure he recognized while taking down his target. This was beyond his prediction."Mr. Smith?" He muttered the name softly, with barely a sound coming out.Dave's memories of the man returned to when he first met Smith. Smith had been at odds with him over a job he was doing at one of the places. He remembered well that day he challenged Smith, who looked like a normal guy with neat clothes and organized language. Dave thought that two was not a problem. Confronting an office boy who only worked at a typewriter and a stack of files certainly wouldn't take long. He would have him in a matter of minutes.But his expectations were nil. His estimation wasn't right at all, not even close. Smith astounded her with how neatly he handled the situation. Especially when S
"What is this? What's going on?" Dave stared in shock and panic at the horde of people who came into his yard in two vans.The men were dressed in black uniforms and numbered more than a dozen. Dave couldn't exactly count them because the men continued to emerge from the cars and walked forcibly into his house without his permission as soon as they got off without him being able to stop or stop their home security, whom Dave didn't know existed.In front of him, Dave's guards lay on the front of his gate, blocking them from entering. The men were now mingling around the house, making Dave's wife scream in hysterics and panic at the situation that had befallen them."Husband, what is going on?" The woman stopped with her scream, but still not over with her shock and panic, she walked over to Dave who was just as confused as she was.Dave looked around at the people who came out of nowhere because he had no idea what was happening to him. "I don't know what happened either." He then str
"You're back?" who was in the living room of the primary residence looked at him.Richard nodded at her politely and immediately approached. "Yes. I just got back, father." He then sat there with his father.Throwing a proud smile at him. "I'm glad for what you've accomplished. Now, you've given me even more confidence in you. You proved that you are a member of the Marrison family worthy of that great name. You have not disappointed me." He spoke with passion. Ever since he became a teenager Richard had rarely disappointed his father, he did his best to prove himself, learning everything based on the responsibility that would later be imposed on him. Richard has a high awareness of that, along with that, he is also trying to forget his trauma which to this day still makes his emotions unstable.But it can be said that Richard has been better than before, since the events of that day in front of the pizza truck food shop, he has been able to overcome his emotions a little, because wh
"What did they do with the report?" He took a breath as he sorted through the files on his desk.Over the past few days, he had been busy taking care of Diamond Cas and everything related to the place, including the chaos it caused. To find out, he researched many things because it was an essential part that he needed to cut, and to do so, he needed to know it.Richard found out that it wasn't because of the lax security. The security system was quite strict, even so strict that some of the staff urged guests to come in a less polite manner, just like what he experienced. But still, he spent quite a long time there, not only for work but also to rest himself by enjoying the charm of the place.Because of that, he had to postpone his work. From the time he returned until now, Richard has actually still not done his work responsibilities. All the things he needed to do were still piled up in his room while he was only taking care of the subsidiary company, which was indeed a company he
From a close distance, Richard noticed the hotel building he would be visiting today. His eyes were busy examining its external appearance, which looked towering and quite futuristic. "They did well." He complimented the design of the building, which was quite different from most other models.He then stopped the sedan he was driving. The Bently flying spur was parked in front of the building's entrance and stole the show for its eye-catching customization, stunning colours, and details. A man in uniform stood by and opened Richard's car door. As Richard got out, he gave the valet his car keys and left.Richard entered the building while circulating his gaze calmly, paying attention to the entire building, whose inner appearance was no less impressive than the outer design. Most places that carry the concept of luxury usually show a classic Royal style, but this place was able to show something new. Even though it carries a modern concept, the place does not look complicated at all, w
The stranger, whose name Richard did not know, stayed where he was in a huff. Even without Richard saying anything, he already looked panicked when their eyes briefly met. It wasn't until Richard averted his gaze as if he didn't see anyone in that corner of his room that the man began wandering around it.He nervously searched for a place to hide until he saw a small bar in the eyes of a barista, who was watching him in confusion. The stranger quickly ran and hid in the corner, ignoring the bartender's reaction, who momentarily panicked and then made room for him.The bartender looked at Richard, who casually ignored what was happening and continued to drink his Pina colada calmly on his comfortable sofa. Seeing that, the bartender guessed that he could let him stay there, and both acted as if nothing strange was there."Please don't say anything, and let me hide." The voice from below made the bartender glance up. Meeting her gaze, he saw the body of the person down there trembling w