As they entered the diamond mining area owned by the late Smith, Andrew's eyes were immediately drawn to a woman with long, fiery ginger hair. She was wearing a black shirt and a matching skirt, with a cigarette held between her fingers.
"Who is that woman?" Andrew asked."I suspect she is Mr. Smith's second wife."Despite traveling by private jet and luxury car, jet lag still affected him. It was still early in the day, around 8 am."You'll get used to it, Mr. Andrew. You'll be traveling here frequently once this becomes your company, right?" Marcel replied with a smile that only irritated Andrew further. His attention was then drawn to a message that came in from Erica."Have you arrived? Call me.""Yes, tonight," Andrew replied to the message and put his phone away.When the car stopped, the woman with sunglasses turned her head towards the car and removed her glasses. Her beautiful green eyes sparkled, immedia"I thought he had a child. It feels strange, suddenly dreaming about a young man claiming to be Mr. William's son. I've never imagined anything about Mr. William and his child." Andrew forced himself to chuckle, unsure of what other questions to ask to get clues about William's wife or any women in his life. The radio in the car was completely turned off by Marcel, and he slowed down the speeding car. "Mr. William was never interested in having a family. When he was young, he only had one partner. After they separated, he was never close to any woman. He only used women as outlets, if you know what I mean." The statement made Andrew extremely nervous, and he realized that using a dream as an excuse was the most absurd thing he had ever said. "Really? Is it true? If that's the cause of your distress, then I can assure you that you don't need to worry about it, Mr. Andrew. Mr. William has never had a child; it's clearly just a figment of your imagination.
Ivanka's soft voice greeted Andrew as he pressed the answer button. Her voice was almost inaudible because she spoke so softly. "Why are you whispering? Are you with another man?" "It seems calling you wasn't a good idea. I'm just making you miss me even more. I welcome you with all my heart, and you casually say I'm with another man. You're crazy." The noise from the music started to be heard. Andrew, who was sleeping, woke up, and he saw that the clock showed eight o'clock in the evening. It was still too early to start a party. "Ah, how annoying. I was so excited to sleep until tomorrow morning. But, I just fell asleep at five in the evening, and now I'm awake." Andrew's grumbling didn't calm him down. Just when he wanted to try to close his eyes again, another disturbance came. This time, it was Ivanka playing music on her phone. "If I don't answer, I'll turn into a lion again when I return from Turkey. We might end our relations
"Yeah, you don't need to tell me about that. When are you coming back, Andrew? I feel lonely here. I don't know why, but when I'm with you, you always remind me to be cautious and sneaky, and I get nervous and afraid to do anything. It's like I'm haunted by William's gang members." 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." "I fell asleep. A lot happened today, and my eyes couldn't resist the drowsiness. What do you want to talk about? Oh, and I reminded you not to call me during the day because I'm with Marcel." "So many rules you have, it's like I'm trying to approach a nerdy guy who never dates. By the way, when are you coming back? I have good news for you. I found the gift that William gave to Mom!"
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?" The quiet night was disrupted by the sound of Andrew's phone ringing. The slim man with a thin mustache woke up and found a call from Erica. "Jeez, it's already ten o'clock." Andrew reached for his phone and answered the call from his beloved sister. "Andrew, why didn't you call me? I've been waiting for you since seven." "I fell asleep. A lot happened today, and my eyes couldn't resist the drowsiness. What do you want to talk about? Oh, and I reminded you
Andrew stood up promptly and faced the entire group, his gaze scanning the three prospective investors. The power within him began to work to influence the three individuals. "Alright, gentlemen, I'm here to give an overview of the companies owned by these three prominent and well-known entrepreneurs with us. The company operating in the crude oil sector is the main offer for potential investors. The company—" "I agree." "So, I want to know what we're going to discuss here. I'm curious, what kind of offer does William want that he brought us this far?" Abraham looked back and forth between Andrew and William. They were holding a meeting inside the yacht with six other people. William's eyes immediately signaled Andrew to execute the prepared plan. Andrew's sentence was abruptly interrupted by Abraham, who raised his hand, followed by the other two investors. This certainly brought wide grins to the faces of William's three colleague
"In five counts, you'll meet everyone you've killed, including Ivanka's mother. One... Two... Th--." "Okay, stop! Enough, okay!" Bo raised both hands and shouted at Andrew. "I'll follow and listen to everything you say; you don't need to turn the tables. Remember, you're in my house, and I can move a lot of my men to beat you up." "You still want to threaten me, you brave old man. No wonder you got your position as the police chief." Andrew then lowered the gun that was held against Bo's right temple. "Sit down." Andrew whistled at Bo's bodyguard, who stood beside him. He then pointed his hand towards the door, giving a signal for the young man with gray eyes to follow Marcel, who had already left. Bo remained still like a statue; he didn't even say anything to the bodyguard who approached him. Bo looked exactly like an old man experiencing nerve trouble and unable to move. Andrew raised both eyebrows and patted Bo's shoulder. "You don't need
An elderly, stout man approached Andrew. He was a taxi driver who had been observing Andrew sitting on a bench in front of the airport since late afternoon."Hey, sir, where are you headed? It's getting late, you've been sitting here for over eight hours. You haven't eaten or drunk anything," he said with a friendly tone.Andrew raised his head and looked at the green-eyed old man cynically. "It's none of your business, old man. I want to sit here until morning, and it doesn't concern you. Go find other passengers and don't bother me."Andrew's hands remained busy with his phone, persistently trying to call his beloved, Ivanka, even though all his calls were declined."Well, I apologize if I've been bothering you. I just wanted to help. The last time there was a depressed man continuously sitting alone in this airport for a few days, it ended tragically. He overdosed, and I don't want the same to happen to you, Young Man."The old man then started to move away. The words he left unint
Alberto had already downed five glasses of beer, but he hadn't yet mentioned the death of his son. To be honest, Andrew wasn't too concerned about that, especially since he already knew the story from the visions he had.However, Alberto's pent-up sorrow made Andrew stop his hand as he reached for another gulp of beer."We came to listen to your grief, not just watch you chug down all this beer. Weren't you supposed to be in the process of cleansing yourself from toxic things?" Andrew asked.Alberto looked at him, tears welling up in his eyes, and he sobbed while hiding his face behind his folded hands on the table."He... He died because of me! Bruno died because of my selfishness and not caring about him!" Alberto shouted, causing one of the patrons sitting nearby to raise an eyebrow at Andrew."Hey, calm down..." Andrew patted Alberto's shoulder, making the older man sit upright and face him."Yes, you're right. I find it hard to calm down when it comes to Bruno. I've been punishin