"Help me to sit...,"
"Okay."
John immediately helped Richard to sit up leaning against the bed which automatically adjusted Richard's position.
"By the way, what is my relationship with Hanabi like? She said we got married because of business cooperation. Is that true? We didn't marry for love?" Richard asked.
"That's right, sir. I do not know for sure. But back then you told me that only Hanabi could marry you."
"What?"
Hearing that strange answer made Richard furrow his brow. What an absurd answer he had heard once again.
# POV Bryant
"Are you out of your mind?! Do you want to marry Hana
After finalizing the wedding arrangements, Hanabi arrived in front of Bryant's mansion. The magnificent neoclassical-style mansion was about 25,000 square feet in size. There were green gardens and a 75-foot-long swimming pool. Everything is set against a backdrop of panoramic views of downtown Los Angeles and the Pacific Ocean.The house was twice the size of her father's. When she saw it, Hanabi began to understand why Bryant's attitude was so haughty and many of the mafia groups were reluctant to Laputa's group."Servants...!"It was a call that could have sent several house servants rushing to
Hanabi had just woken up, holding her head which was aching from the effects of drinking too much wine. Sometimes she always emphasized to herself to stop drinking immediately. Still, when she was under pressure, her lust unconsciously led her to drink again even though in the end she regretted her own actions.Suddenly the door to the room opened. Katy's maid entered with a doctor, leaving Hanabi confused."Morning. Ms. Hanabi. You're awake,""Morning. What's wrong?" asked Hanabi still unaware of her wound."Mr. Bryant called Doctor Smith to treat your injured foot.""Foot?"Hanabi was confused and immediately checked her leg. True to Katy's words, Hanabi immediately realized the pain caused by the deep wound on her leg."Ah... that's right I'm hurt..."Doctor Smith immediately rushed to Hanabi to treat her wound. But on the other hand, Hanabi was also confused by the current situation that did not align with her fight with Bryant.Why would Bryant suddenly be concerned and worried a
"Don't run away!" The sound of one of the men shouting from a group of men who looked like thugs then made Richard Branson try to run as fast as he could to escape from loan sharks who came to collect his debts. Today seems to be a bad day for Richard. After the salary of his construction workers was taken by Red Wings loan sharks, he is now being pursued by Money Black loan sharks. Two groups of loan sharks borrowed money about two years ago for 10,000 dollars for their son's medical expenses and his mistake for gambling. Richard ran through the narrow alleys behind the market, with a battered face, trying to keep running before they killed him. The thugs who chased him were 10 plus 5 from the Red Wing. If he can't get away today then there will be no tomorrow for him to breathe. The payment was due about two months ago with an interest rate of 15300 dollars. A huge amount for Richard to pay with his income that's only 500 to 700 dollars. The dark knight made it difficult for
Richard decided to take shelter in front of a Japanese grocery store on the side of the road where there were many shops along the slightly uphill road. Unlike previous places that were so dark and smelly, this place had some people pass by wearing umbrellas and also four-wheeled vehicles that passed through it several times. It's the first time for Richard to be in the neighborhood, looking so foreign. A lot of shops seem obsolete and empty. Only a few shops are still open along the narrow road that only one car can pass. "Why is it so cold?" Richard murmured while cleaning his jacket that was hit by raindrops. The smell of fish broth—mixed with the strong scent of rainwater—was felt by Richard. The scent that makes his empty stomach ring, comes from inside a Japanese ramen restaurant right behind him. Richard turned his body—looking through the window—appears white smoke appeared rising from a pan. A middle-aged man who seems to be cooking something inside. Richard's eyes are tr
Grandpa's face immediately changed to become more intense so that the atmosphere of the tavern became gripping. Richard, who was initially emotional until he clenched his hands and wanted to hit the middle - aged man immediately—he seemed to shrink like an oxygen - deficient balloon. "You must live with confidence. All this time you've been living your head down like you don't have a collarbone. How can you remove the flesh-blooded loser's aura if you keep quiet when you're being treated unfairly." Richard silenced a thousand words with glazed eyes. His words seem to describe a little life story that he's been living all along. Richard's feelings were so self - centered that he could live on the wrong path. "You'll only be a burden to your family if you live like this. Don't complain so much, in this world you're not the only one who lives in pain. Try thinking about going back to your life, no one knows what the future will be like if you don't change it from now on." Taken in a
In the afternoon, after finishing work—before the loan sharks came back, Richard rushed to the gold shop. All night he couldn't sleep peacefully thinking about the coin he accidentally found. His hopes grew bigger if what he found was indeed a gold coin. If it's true, then that coin will help him a little to survive. Upon arriving at the jewelry store, Richard is greeted by the shopkeeper with a cynical and suspicious look. Perhaps it was the clothes he was wearing and the vigilance of loan sharks who might be able to follow him. Richard had only turned cautious and alert, but apparently a middle-aged man who had an authentic face with narrowed eyes, looked at him intensely. "Can I help you?" "Can you check this metal?" Richard asked while giving the coin to the shopkeeper. The squinty-eyed man still stared with suspicion as if he were saying that the man wearing a black coat and a black hat might be a criminal intent on stealing in his shop. But his suspicions gradually subsided
"I must soon find a way to escape, so many of them," The further Richard walks, the more strangers follow him quietly from behind. If he doesn't get out of this trap soon maybe he won't be able to get out alive. Trying to spin the brain — seeing the surrounding streets that seem so crowded with weeds. There seems to be a festival event going on to make the road seem filled with people wearing quite unique clothes. When Richard was convinced of his escape plan. He began to run among the many who passed on the sidewalk plate. This could make them disillusioned with his existence among hundreds of people. Richard hastened his steps to make the thugs who are the golden shopkeepers unable to see him. The plan worked to keep the thugs out of sight. Today is Christmas Eve. There will be a carnival every year to celebrate Christmas. Many people have been waiting for the parade with various surprises in it. As the thugs were busy searching for his whereabouts, Richard rushed into a narro
Richard's words were difficult to accept, but he had no choice but to trust the words of the Grandfather who intended to help him escape. Richard rushed to the place where the grandfather said he was.Before Richard left, going into the secret stairwell under Richard's wooden floor, he stopped looking at the Grandfather and said, "Thank you for all your help. I don't know who you really are, but I'm trying to believe what you're saying.""Trust no one! Take care of yourself. Don't die! Hurry up!"The last words of the grandfather, which sounded cruel but touched Richard's feelings, rushed down the secret stairway under the floor, re-closing the door from the inside.After only 30 seconds, the thugs went straight into the tavern.The tavern owner's grandfather seemed busy making dough as if nothing had happened. Even Richard's bowl of food on the table is gone."Sorry, we're not open yet!""Hey, old man! We'd like to ask you something. Did you see a young man come through or into this