“YES, young master.” Sapphire nodded. “I heard that they acquired the hospital at an affordable price, but the payback was too bad to the point that they couldn’t even get back their acquisition price.”“Why would that happen?” August asked and scanned the documents again. He wasn’t that good at accounting, so he hoped that Sapphire could explain the overwhelming amounts in front of him.“I’m sorry, young master. I don’t have any idea either,” answered Sapphire honestly as she scratched her head.“It’s fine.” August showed her a small yet genuine smile. “Good job on this. You may go now.”“Yes, young master,” replied Sapphire and left the room.It has been a while since he had a one-on-one conversation with Sapphire, and he expected that everything would change, especially with everyone’s knowledge that he was the real heir. However, he hoped somehow that their previous relationship as siblings would go back… But it shouldn’t be thinking about that as of now.As August was left in t
AUGUST tilted his head, confused. “A what?” “A special employee, young master,” Maxine repeated as she took a glance again at her laptop. “If you’re sure about the information you got that she worked here, then it might be the reason why she isn’t on my list of employees,” she added, her gaze going serious. “I’m certain,” August answered, knowing how attentive to detail Fiona was as he had worked with her before in the Strategy Department. “What is a special employee? I didn’t know that there’s such a term here.” “Special employees are those people inside this mansion that was personally chosen by Master Charles,” Maxine explained. She turned off her laptop. “They were working in the mansion for a confidential reason, and no one knows it. It’s even rare for some of the employees to see them inside.” August nodded, but his thoughts were wandering somewhere else. For him, it sounded like a spy, and even if he tried to think of something that could be a reason for Charles to hire M
CHARLES, despite the fear he was feeling, was able to call for help as he saw his son being critically injured while the blood didn’t stop flowing on his head.His people brought him to the Remington Medical Center, and Charles couldn’t stop from shaking as August was placed on the stretcher. He was afraid that August would also leave him… Like Clementine.“Sir August!” Maxine called, gasping in shock when he saw August being unconscious. “Are you okay, sir?” she asked when her gaze moved onto Charles.“I-I’m fine…” answered Charles, slightly stammering as he could see the horrible past in August’s situation right now. “Do everything to save my son!”“We will, Sir,” Ma
“REPEAT what you just said. You’re messing up with me, aren’t you?” asked Charles in a stern and authoritative tone as he went to the same orphanage again after six years. “Why are you telling me my son isn’t here anymore? I left him here six years ago!”His heart almost fell out of his chest when he heard the news.Charles was known by everyone as a calm person. He knew how to handle things with authority and calmness at the same time, but now, as he stood up in front of the new owner of the orphanage, he couldn’t help but exclaim as he burst into a rage.“Please calm down, sir,” the new female young owner said as she moved her hands gently, telling Charles to stabilize his breathing. “That man you’re looking for was adopted a few days ago. Even if you try to find him in every corner of the place, you’ll never see him.”“Why is he placed for adoption in the first place?! I only told you to take care of him until I come back!”This time, Charles stomped his hands on the counter, hard,
SOME of the questions in August's mind had been answered, but at the same time, there were new questions where he needed to find the answer again. At this time, he was curious about whoever the traitor inside the mansion was, and if it was related to Harvey since he was the one who instructed Mateo to attack him on his first day staying at the Remington Mansion.No matter how hard August tried to sleep, he couldn’t, so he stopped trying. He stood up from the bed and went outside of his room to go to the garden and breathe some fresh air.He walked down the stairs and stopped when he was in front of Charles’ big painting located in the middle of the two brown stairs on both sides. In his back, there is another stair that would lead him to the ground floor.“Father, you look authoritative here, but no one knows what you’re really feeling inside…” said August in a sad tone. “You tried to act strong for all of us, even if it costs you your health.”August sighed. He knew that it was too
“WHO… who are you?” Cecile stammered, her voice quivering with fear, as she instinctively shielded August behind her. “Are you… one of them?” she managed to ask, her voice trembling but determined, desperately trying to project bravery.Standing before Cecile and August were a middle-aged couple, their hands tightly clasped together, fear evident in their eyes. The woman's brow furrowed with confusion as she responded, "What do you mean by 'them'? Who are you referring to? We heard there's an orphanage nearby. Could you please tell us where it is?"Cecile, her voice barely above a whisper, replied, "I know where it is, but the situation there is chaotic right now.”Her words were filled with concern, fearing that the men in black might discover where they are.Seconds later, her worst nightmare became a reality.“W-What was that? It’s gunshots, isn’t it?” the woman exclaimed, as she was on the verge of screaming, trembling in terror.But her husband held her firmly, preventing her fr
THE hours dragged on like an eternity as August anxiously awaited the arrival of sunrise. He wasn’t able to sleep again after talking to Rica.He badly wanted to wake Maxine from her slumber so he could ask her, but he knew all too well that she needed rest. The weight of her responsibilities at the Remington Company and caring for Charles had taken a toll on her.Despite his dwindling patience, August mustered the strength to wait. He knew he had to let Maxine complete her morning tasks before summoning her to his office.Finally, the moment arrived."Good morning, young master," Maxine greeted, bowing before August. "Is there anything you need me to do?""No," August replied, shaking his head. "I simply ha
“DAPHNE? Daphne,” August called his wife’s name twice, but silence now filled the other line. August glanced at his phone, only to see that the call was now disconnected.At this moment, he knew there was something wrong. He didn’t waste any time as he stood up, rushing to go back to the Sandoval mansion as fast as he could. He bowed in front of Clementine’s grave before he ran toward his car.When he sat in the driver’s seat, he stepped on the pedal as his heart thumped rapidly while thinking about what could have happened to Daphne.Fortunately, the traffic isn’t that bad, and August arrived at the Sandoval mansion in no time. He immediately went to their room to see if Daphne was there, and he sighed in relief when he saw Daphne sitting at the edge of the room, beside the vanity cabinet.Her face was buried in her thighs as she hugged her thighs tightly, so he couldn’t see her face. August’s head tilted because it seemed like Daphne noticed his arrival since the door created a noi