The aroma of cooking that wafted into Andrew and Roger's noses simultaneously woke them from their sleep. The two adult men exchanged glances, their expressions still marked by drowsiness."What time is it now?" Andrew asked, his eyes beginning to close again."It's eight in the morning. We've only slept for about two and a half hours."Andrew stretched upon hearing Roger's response. "If it weren't for this cooking aroma, I might have slept the whole day. I'm not lying, the smell is so delicious, right? You also woke up because of this aroma, didn't you?""Yes, of course, nothing else could disturb us except for this, Andrew.""Ah, both of you are awake, it seems! Wash your faces, and sit with me for breakfast." Daniella approached them while carrying a freshly cooked dish from the kitchen.Andrew and Roger got up from their respective positions, heading to the two different toilets behind the kitchen and near the living room. A warm smile appeared on Daniella's face as she watched he
Andrew, Daniella, and Roger have already covered almost half of the journey. The three of them still wear enthusiastic expressions, especially Daniella, who has been smiling and occasionally resting her chin on her hand, gazing out the car window."Alright, I think we should take a break at the nearest motel. I've been driving this car for almost seven hours without stopping, and I'm starting to get tired," exclaimed Roger.Andrew glanced at Daniella sitting in the back. "Well, I think I agree with you, Roger. Because if we judge by our expressions, it seems like we won't stop. Isn't that right, Mrs. Daniella, who seems not tired at all?"Daniella raised both hands and said, "As you can see. You can judge what I feel, Andrew."Andrew returned to facing forward and immediately pointed to the left, towards a motel on the side of the road. Roger promptly swerved the steering wheel and parked the car in front of the motel.Just before getting out, Andr
Erica's voice sounded weak. Andrew immediately comforted his beloved sister. "Don't worry, nothing bad will happen. I'm sorry if my constant reminders make you scared and anxious. I'm just a brother who worries about his sister. I'll be back in three days, and I'll bring someone to introduce to you."Immediately, Erica screamed on the other end of the call. Andrew was surprised by how high-pitched her voice was."What are you crazy, Erica?! Why are you screaming like a mad person?""Who is the woman you want to bring?! I don't know, ever since I've been with you, I've become possessive and lazy when there's another woman close to you. Just like what you do when another guy approaches me. I'm afraid of losing your attention again, even though you're annoying, you're the best brother I've ever had. I'm afraid you'll leave and belong to that woman, just like what the late Nadine did to you."Andrew laughed contentedly; Erica rarely expressed affection to him
Andrew was greeted by Roger, and he could only shrug while taking a deep breath. Roger's words were sincere, as Andrew's expression couldn't hide the sorrow in his heart when he returned to New York. Roger shook his head with a sympathetic smile. He and Andrew exchanged glances, communicating through eye contact while opening the car door for Andrew. Andrew's heartache immediately enveloped every corner of the car, and the cheerful song on the radio was quickly replaced by a heartbroken rock song. "Lucky that someone's playing a sad song in the daytime; maybe the radio needs a special gift from you," teased Roger. "Shut up. By the way, forget about my broken heart. Where's Jeremiah? When is that crazy guy coming back?" asked Andrew. "He's been back for two days, but now he's out of town, watching someone. It seems he got an order to kill someone." "That bastard is still taking jobs as an assassin?" Andrew looked surprised.
An hour passed, and anxiety crept over Andrew. He looked down, his face creased, as his sister had not yet returned. Erica had promised to only spend half an hour to meet her friend. Andrew had wanted to approach Erica, but he was hindered by the barrage of questions from William's associates. Moreover, he didn't want Erica to get angry if he monitored her intensely. His phone, which had run out of battery, added to Andrew's restlessness. He truly had no means of reaching his sister out there. "Why, Andrew? You seem anxious." "Well, Mr. William, I'm just anxious because Erica hasn't come back yet. It's been an hour. I'm worried that she might have left with her friend." "You're overthinking, Andrew. I'm sure she's fine. No one would dare to disturb her, especially in this elite environment. They're probably just chatting outside. Let her take her time. Maybe Erica is also tired of being inside here, right? Calm down, let's enjoy thes
Daniella continued pacing in front of Andrew, who was casually on his phone. She had been doing this for almost twenty minutes, and even Roger was visibly disturbed by Daniella's behavior."Ahem!" Roger coughed to signal Andrew's attention to his mother's actions.Andrew looked at Roger and nodded slightly. He closed his phone, propped his chin with his hand, and observed Daniella until she noticed him."What, Andrew?""I should be asking you, Mom. Why are you so agitated? You've been pacing around nervously. What's bothering you?""Can you still ask that? Haven't you seen what happened to this woman? Her mouth is foaming, her lips are turning blue, and she's convulsing! We're the cause! I don't want to be a murderer, Andrew! She's been lying like this for three hours now. You said she would wake up within forty-five minutes!" Daniella pointed at Miranda, who was still unconscious due to the overdose.Andrew shook his head and took out his phone again. "I don't want to warn you repeat
- Andrew's Vision - "Hey." A man approached Miranda, who was standing at the bus stop. The man wore all-black attire with sunglasses and a mask that matched his outfit. Miranda looked confused and glanced around. "Are you talking to me?" "Of course, is there anyone else standing in front of me right now?" Miranda furrowed her brow; she then crossed her arms over her chest and said, "Don't think you can deceive me! I'm not a prostitute. If you're looking for pleasure, go somewhere else!" "Why are you so persistent in thinking I want to seduce you? I have a woman who is much more attractive and beautiful than you. I just want to talk and offer something that will undoubtedly benefit you. One million dollars." The man pulled out a check from his pocket, causing Miranda to widen her eyes. Miranda was undoubtedly hesitant; she was in need of money after being trapped in a large debt. Today, she had even gone to several loan places to pawn her jewelry. "One million dollars?" Miranda
The shadow of Marcel's face and all the fragments from the previous vision dominated Andrew's mind. Andrew was disturbed, and he woke up from his sleep."Damn," he muttered.Andrew sat up and looked around. Miranda seemed to be sleeping in a seated position, her face hidden behind her hands folded on her knees.In the midst of the early morning silence, Andrew's phone vibrated. Andrew noticed Jeremiah's name on the caller ID and answered it."What's up, Jeremiah?""Bo was stabbed to death at his house. He and two of his servants.""Are you fucking kidding me, Jeremiah? I'll beat you until you're in a coma if you're joking!"Andrew's slightly raised voice woke up Roger, who immediately approached Andrew with a tense expression."Why would I joke about this? It's just a waste of time. Where are you? You better come home and settle Bo's issue. All the company documents you entrusted have disappeared, and the late Smith's company has been sealed with police tape. I think all of this is re