"Damn!" Dennis exclaimed as he strolled under the slowly drenching rain.
The sky appeared to understand his emotions, so it poured to cleanse his wounds.
What a tragic existence; who knows what will unfold next?
Upon entering the city park, Dennis caught the attention of five hungry-looking thugs.
Aware that Dennis was a former football player at a renowned club, they assumed he had money to spare for food.
The thugs exchanged whispers to confirm their target. "Yes, it's him. Let's strike. No time to waste!"
Splash!
One of the thugs abruptly kicked Dennis's injured leg, causing the unfortunate man to tumble to the ground.
"Ouch! What have you done?" Dennis exclaimed, bewildered.
A thug with a neck tattoo seized Dennis's collar and demanded, "Hand over your money!"
"I have no money! You've mistaken me for someone else if you're seeking money from me!" Dennis retorted.
The man retorted, "Stop the lies, loser! We know who you are, and you must have money."
While two thugs restrained Dennis, the one with the neck tattoo rummaged through his pockets. His disappointment was palpable when he found nothing. He proceeded to search Dennis's pants pockets one by one, but once again, found nothing.
"I already told you I have no money!" Dennis continued to resist, but the thugs persisted in searching for valuables.
Wearing a mocking smirk, the thug with the neck tattoo remarked, "Seems like this guy is empty-handed after all."
Then, in a sadistic tone, he continued, "We'll just finish him off!"
The thugs consented to eliminating Dennis, "If he reports us to the police, we could get into trouble. So, let's just finish him off."
Immediately after, mercilessly, the thugs beat Dennis.
Ahhh!
Dennis screamed as loudly as possible, but his voice was lost in the loud rain. He could only hope for sudden help, unsure of its source.
"He's such a loser. No wonder he has nothing," the thief pitied Dennis before preparing to dispatch the man in his pitiful state.
Upon hearing those words, Dennis, refusing to accept the label of loser, tried to rise on his injured leg.
In a moment, his eyes filled with anger. "What did you say?" Dennis shouted and attempted to attack the two villains, but stumbled suddenly.
Crack!
The brute struck Dennis in the face, causing him to collapse to the ground once more.
"Ahh!"
Dennis screamed loudly, yet he was completely powerless.
Hey! You!
A loud shout made the five thugs turn towards the sound.
A man with a black umbrella and dressed in all-black stood in front of the bodyguards and approached the thieves.
"Let him go!" shouted the old man's bodyguard, his face displaying a fierce expression.
The bodyguard's imposing figure intimidated the thugs, making them start to feel afraid.
Somewhat nervously, one thug asked, "Wh-who are you?" They began to worry about their safety.
The old man in a brown suit, with a cowboy hat covering his face, replied calmly, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is you leave him alone!"
The intimidating presence of the man with the black umbrella was overwhelming, causing the thugs to whisper fearfully, "He seems to be..."
Even though there were five thugs with empty stomachs, they wouldn't stand a chance against this one old bodyguard.
The imposing bodyguard spoke as he flexed his fingers, "If you want to live, you better leave."
The sound of his joints cracking seemed like they could easily break bones. Without a word, the five thugs quickly scattered and ran away.
Escape!
Their cries left Dennis feeling helpless.
"Young Master!"
The elderly man called out and then knelt down to check on the man he had rescued.
Days went by, and Dennis regained consciousness in a well-lit room. Slowly, he gathered his thoughts before attempting to sit up.
"Don't!" the old man shouted, pushing Dennis back down onto the bed.
"Where am I?" Dennis inquired, realizing he must be in the VIP section of a luxurious hospital. "Who are you?"
"You're awake," the old man replied with a light chuckle. "It's good that you're awake." He then moved his chair closer to Dennis's bedside.
"Tell me quickly," Dennis mumbled, massaging his throbbing head.
"I am your grandfather's attorney, here to bring you back, Young Master."
"Grandfather?" Dennis squinted his eyes.
The man in his middle age nodded. "Yes, you are the offspring of Diego Rolling, the late owner of Vanguard Fire Club. I've been sent to retrieve you because the club's affairs are too much for your grandfather to handle alone."
"What? Me?" Dennis swallowed hard, finding the man's words quite startling.
"Yes, you are the descendant of that remarkable man. Unfortunately, his life was filled with turmoil, leading many to believe it's karma for abandoning your mother and you as a baby."
Dennis nodded slowly, gazing up at the brightly illuminated ceiling of his room, mirroring the newfound brightness in his heart. "So I am now the owner of the club where I was deserted?"
The lawyer confirmed Dennis's realization, "Indeed, I am aware of your history, but I regret only coming now."
Sagely, the man continued, "You have the option to return as a player or take on the role of the club's owner. However, considering your lack of football talent, it might be best to assist your grandfather in managing it. What do you think?"
The elderly man reached out his hand, and Dennis hesitated briefly before finally shaking it warmly.
Feeling the overwhelming sadness from those around him, Dennis made the decision to say, "Yes, I will assist my unknown grandfather in managing his vast business."
After a moment of quiet, Dennis added, "But before that, may I ask you something?"
The attorney adjusted his slipping glasses before nodding slowly. "Tell me what you need, Young Master. Your grandfather can make anything happen."
In his quest for vengeance, Dennis was adamant about keeping his true identity a secret. "I need you to conceal my true identity."
The lawyer promptly agreed to fulfill Dennis's request. "Oh, that. Sure, I will grant your wish."Dennis continued, "Since my leg injury, it seems like there are no friendly people in this country anymore. Can you cover my surgery expenses so I can stand tall again in front of those who always look at me cynically?""Absolutely!" the old man replied promptly.A week later, Dennis recovered from the leg surgery he had undergone.Confidently, he drove into the Vanguard Fire Club grounds in a sleek black sedan. He intentionally parked next to Cory's car, which appeared to have just arrived for practice.Dennis rolled down his car window and faced the vehicle carrying his former friend and his wife's lover."Who's that?" Cleo asked, astonished as the luxury car pulled up beside her.The model scrutinized the man in the car. "Dennis?"Both of Cleo's eyebrows shot up simultaneously, still uncertain if the handsome and affluent man she saw was her ex-husband whom she had divorced so bitterly
Romaria seemed to start pressing many buttons on Dennis's phone and was ready to copy it as ordered. This kind of task was relatively easy for Romaria because, since working with the Rolin family, she had often been assigned espionage tasks like this.As the evening approached, Dennis, who was still in the president's chair, welcomed Romaria. He glanced at the handbag behind his assistant's shoulder, guessing it was a flash drive containing CCTV recordings from Cleo's house that he needed. "You're fast,""Thank you, Sir. I'm used to doing secret tasks like this. You need to know that I had to play the recording first to make sure this cassette contains what you asked for."Dennis nodded happily. It turned out to be very easy for him to get back at Cleo. "Oh, so you've confirmed the flash disk?"Romaria immediately placed a small white cassette on Dennis's desk. "Yes, this is the right cassette. So what do you want me to do with this flash disk?"Dennis cleared his throat and glanced a
The journalists continued to barrage Cleo with questions that made Cleo feel low. "So, Cleo divorced because of an affair with Dennis's teammate?"Cleo ran back into the house, covering her face with her bag. "Get out of here!"Cory, who was still on the sofa, then approached Cleo to see what was happening outside the house."What's going on?"Cleo snorted and walked away with an empty gaze. "It's too late. I thought I could fix it, but they all know now, and I'm helpless because of it."Cleo's phone rang, and her slender hand quickly grabbed it. "Hello,"Cleo fell silent for a long time, and her angry eyes looked despondent upon hearing the words from the other end of the line. "Fine!"Cory nudged Cleo's stiff shoulder beside him. "Who was that?"Cleo leaned her back against the sofa and looked at her accomplice with teary eyes. "He's ruined my career.Now I'm no longer the face of famous products, Cory!"Cory closed his eyes upon hearing Cleo's words. "This is scary!"As Cleo and Co
"No! It has nothing to do with you. Just calm down."Of course, Cory didn't believe it so quickly; he immediately grabbed Cleo's phone roughly. "I need to know everything about you, Darling. Don't make me wonder."Cleo, who was not pleased, immediately grabbed her phone again, although eventually, the device fell onto the sofa, and Cory managed to see it. "Give it to me!"Cory's angry face was visible once Cleo realized who was being watched. Cory's face began to turn red as he couldn't contain his anger. "What? You're still keeping an eye on the man you divorced?What's wrong with you, Cleo? Am I not enough for you?"Feeling like this argument was futile, Cleo then stood up from her seat while holding her phone. "I think it's time for me to meet that man; he has to forgive me, and I'm sure he can put me back in my rightful place."Cory firmly grabbed Cleo's hand, trying to stop this beautiful woman's crazy intention. "No! You're mine now. Don't you dare approach that man again. Enoug
Unable to tolerate Cleo's behavior, Dennis's threat was heard immediately. "Get out, Cleo, or I'll make your career even more ruined!"Cleo was shocked to hear Dennis's words and finally just surrendered when the security guards dragged her hands to Dennis's luxurious house's gate. "What?"Cleo finally left Dennis's house after being escorted by the security guards to her car. During the journey, her eyes continued to be teary, feeling foolish for her behavior in front of Dennis, who was angry with her.As the car she was driving almost arrived in front of her house, suddenly, many text messages came in, and her eyes immediately glanced at the screen."[Your contacts have been canceled. Sorry Cleo, but you're boycotted because of your affair, Cleo]."Cleo became even more aware of her mistakes and regretted ever hurting Dennis so much with her affair."He's even more ruthless than I imagined."Cleo's weary legs then stepped into the house, and she sat on the sofa with her head bowed.
Rob sighed heavily and leaned close to Cory's ear. "Meet me after training."Those words suddenly made Cory feel strange hearing them from his coach. Usually, Rob only does something like this for players who have problems on the field during matches.That feeling made Cory continue to wonder about Rob's reasons during training. "It can't be that I have a problem. I never make mistakes on the field."Despite being frustrated, Cory remembered Owen's words assuring his position on the team. Cory continued to train because he knew he had to perform impressively in the upcoming match to maintain his position as a star player for the rest of the season.The training session ended, and it was time for Cory to meet Rob. He walked slowly down the hallway to the locker room where Rob usually talked with players.Cory approached Rob immediately to ask. "Coach, I'm here. What do you want to talk about?"Rob looked around and then glanced toward the coach's room, which was still dark. "I think it
Cory, who didn't get a response from Dennis, then walked towards his car and drove towards Cleo's house. During the journey, he kept grumbling as if preparing sharp words to vent his anger at Cleo.When he parked his car in front of Cleo's house, Cory immediately entered the house and found Cleo crying uncontrollably in front of the screen, which had been playing and replaying news of their affair.Cory, without any pity, immediately grabbed Cleo's hand, who didn't realize his presence. "Do you know what happened to me this morning?"Cleo looked at Cory's newly arrived face and asked. "What happened to you?"Cory, who had prepared his words, immediately shouted. "My career is ruined, Cleo. I'm just going to sit on the bench indefinitely!"Cleo shook her head, realizing that Cory was also ruined because Dennis was spreading the video. "Dennis is truly evil!"Cory pushed Cleo's body onto the sofa. "Dennis? This is your fault, Cleo. If it weren't for you tempting me. I wouldn't be like t
Dennis remembered the name David Smith, which was not unfamiliar to him. Dennis then whispered, "He seems familiar to me. He's the cousin of that annoying guy."The Lawyer nodded. "You mean Cory Anderson's cousin?"Dennis smiled, and an idea filled his mind. "Let me see his partnership with the company."The Lawyer opened a folder containing copies of agreements made ten years ago. "David is the sole supplier of jerseys at the club's official store. David decides the colors and quantities of jerseys we sell there."Hearing the Lawyer's explanation, Dennis frowned. "Decides?"The Lawyer nodded. "Yes, Sir."Dennis grabbed the document and slowly read the agreement made by his father, then found one by one the cooperation clauses that Dennis considered outdated. "I think it's no longer the time for monopolies to exist. This will make him overpowered."The company lawyer approached to caution Dennis, but before the Lawyer could speak, Dennis shook his head. "We need to make a new agreemen