“Isn't this Mr. Felix?” Arnold muttered, suddenly remembering the old man. Felix and Arnold didn't exchange phone numbers, but if Arnold wanted to see him, he would be there at his shop.In the middle of Arnold's reverie, a woman's loud voice startled him.“Arnold, what are you doing here, darling? Did you deliberately make me wait so long?" Elizabeth asked.The servants lowered their heads as they stepped aside to give Elizabeth the way.Arnold turned to his grandmother with a faint smile on his face. His expression looked awkward because he was caught by his grandmother in this room."I'm sorry, Grandma. I was just looking at what they were doing here," Arnold explained.Elizabeth's gaze fell on a picture held by Arnold. In a curious tone, she asked him. "What picture are you holding, Arnold?"“Hmm this….” Arnold looked confused to explain.Elizabeth snatched the photo from her grandson's hand, and immediately her expression changed when she saw it. Without thinking, Elizabeth hande
The next morning, Arnold came to the dining room with a neat outfit. He wore a cream shirt and brown trousers. Elizabeth, who saw her grandson's neat appearance, frowned in wonder.Arnold approached his grandmother and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Good morning, Grandma," he greeted. In the dining room, Sebastian was sitting opposite Elizabeth.“Good morning, Sebastian!” Arnold looked at Sebastian and walked over to him. He took a seat next to the old man.“Arnold, where are you going?” Elizabeth asked.“Why does Grandma ask like that? Didn't Grandma ask me to always look neat and wear the best clothes?” replied Arnold while chuckling. "I will attend a horse racing event today," he continued.“Horse racing event?” Elizabeth's eyes widened. “Oh my God, I forgot that there is an annual horse racing event in this city! I'm sorry darling; I should have booked tickets for our family and watched together," she said as she patted her forehead.Sebastian joined in on their conversation. "A
A burly man who worked as a waiter kneeled down while cupping his palms, and he apologized to Gaston Brasch. He seemed to be shaking with fear.On that beautiful afternoon, a waiter named Alastair accidentally spilled a drink on Gaston's clothes. This happened not solely because of Alastair, but because he accidentally tripped over the foot of one of Gaston's friends.“I'm sorry, sir. I really didn't do it on purpose. I promise I will be responsible for your clothes," explained Alastair."What? Responsible for my clothes?” Gaston let out a disdainful chuckle. He pointed at his drink-stained clothes. “Do you know how much my clothes cost? Even your one-year salary won't be able to make up for it!” he yelled."I'd better report you to your boss because someone like you can't do a good job," Gaston threatened.Apparently Gaston wasn't playing around with what he said. He rushed from there to meet Alastair's boss. But when Gaston had only walked a few steps, he found that his legs couldn'
Arnold's request made Gaston gasp. “Are you out of your mind? You're paying for that stupid waiter who spilled my drink on my clothes. That doesn't mean you have my clothes," Gaston objected.Arnold glared at Gaston while scanning him. He grinned, then spoke in a calm but threatening tone. “So, you want to play with me? Don't you know who I am?”Arnold's attitude sent a shiver down Gaston's spine. Gaston gulped harshly as fear was written on his face.Gaston felt that he had been dealing with someone who had social status and power above him, considering that only the super rich had anonymous bank accounts. If he got into a conflict with Arnold, then he was afraid that his reputation and even his business would be ruined.Gaston was silent for a moment, looking for a solution to his problem. If Arnold insisted on getting his clothes, then Gaston could call his assistant to bring him new clothes. He tried to negotiate with Arnold.“Okay, I will give these clothes to you. But what if we
Angeline tried to release Sammy's grip with her hands. Sammy grinned as he removed his hand from Angeline's mouth, giving her the opportunity to speak.“Don't scream, or I'll take you away from here!” Sammy threatened.Fear filled Angeline's eyes as she implored. “Please let me go. We don't have any business.”Sammy snorted. “We don't have any business, you say? Have you forgotten that you still promised to have dinner with me? But that night, you went out with that man." His words were mixed with fury and jealousy."You should know that I also came to this event with that man." Angeline's words made Sammy gasp, but he wasn't afraid of Arnold.Sammy actually saw this as an opportunity to take revenge on Arnold. After the embarrassing scene at the restaurant that night, Sammy had sent his men to find Arnold's whereabouts and beat him up, but they had not succeeded in finding Arnold.Having Arnold at this event was like a breath of fresh air for Sammy, as he was determined to embarrass
Everyone would definitely be scared when they saw the five ruthless fighters who were Sammy's bodyguards.“Of course, quickly call them!” replied Arnold, who didn't show the slightest fear.Sammy furrowed his eyebrows at Arnold's boldness. “If you are brave, then you should face them in the backyard of this field. Do you accept my challenge?” Considering the contest was still going on, it was unlikely that Sammy would order his ruthless men to beat up Arnold here.Sammy didn't know who Arnold really was, so he was sure that his men would easily beat him.Arnold snorted with a disdainful smile on the corner of his lips. “Of course, after I defeat them, I will beat you up and send you to the hospital!”Arnold quickly sent a message to Charles to send bodyguards for him. Meanwhile, Sammy's bodyguards had entered the gate of this event because Sammy had ordered them to come.Sammy, who was still holding Angeline's hand, invited Arnold to go to the back field. As they left the audience sea
Actually, Charles was doing business assignments at The Winster Group office when Arnold ordered him to send bodyguards for him. Charles sent bodyguards for Arnold, but not long after he got a call from them that their car tire was punctured in the middle of the road.Worried that something bad would happen to Arnold, Charles immediately left work to follow Arnold to the racecourse and sent a new car to the bodyguards.Arnold was surprised to hear the news from Charles, but he hid his panic. He turned around to continue his conversation on the phone so Sammy and his men wouldn't hear him.“I'm fine, Charles. However, I hope that you and the bodyguards will arrive here in a short time. I need your help," explained Arnold.“We will arrive soon, young master. Please hang in there.”Sammy furrowed his eyebrows at Arnold's back. He wondered who Arnold was talking to on the phone. "Is it possible that Arnold is asking for help?" Sammy muttered.As Arnold ended the call with Charles, he hear
The man fell to the ground face down. Alastair raised his bat stick and looked around at the four men in front of him.Everyone there was taken aback to see Alastair's skill in protecting himself. Sammy was dumbfounded at one of his men who had fallen in Alastair's hands. Seeing this, they changed their view of Alastair.Arnold let out a smug smile seeing Alastair's actions. From the first moment he saw him, Arnold felt that Alastair was not an ordinary waiter because his body was so muscular.Sammy's bodyguard, who had fallen, got up again. He took a position among the other bodyguards. The five men gave each other a code with their gazes.Those who were initially going to fight Alastair by advancing one by one changed their strategy to attacking him simultaneously.Alastair took a stance with a bat stick ready to fly at any time at the person who attacked him.A bodyguard stepped forward to attack Alastair. He swung his bat stick at Alastair's head, but Alastair deflected the attack