Marco looked up at the man in the leather jacket who had just arrived. Their eyes met momentarily before the man looked away and stared at Kevin. "How was it? Have you prepared all the necessary paperwork and letters? The two million dollars I will give you will greatly help you."Kevin nodded with a worried face. "Yes, I have everything ready. But I've been so busy lately that I forgot to check." Then, Kevin said, "But don't worry, I'll check on it later this afternoon. And according to the agreement, we can finish it tomorrow." The man, whose name was Jonathan, smiled a little. "Yes, it doesn't matter if it's not today. Remember, two million dollars is not a small amount." Apparently, he was the one who would buy this bookstore building. Marco listened to their conversation quietly and began to analyze something here. The deal struck between the two people before him had something suspicious about it. Marco then turned around and looked right at Jonathan, he put one of his hands o
"I don't have a thousand dollars in my wallet," said Marco, who stood up. He looked straight at Jonathan, who was still staring dimly at Marco. "But that doesn't mean I don't have any money at all."Jonathan was genuinely upset by everything Marco said. He raised his chin and glared at Marco. "You're really presumptuous and too meddlesome. Why don't you get out of here? This is none of your business and has nothing to do with you!" Jonathan pointed at Marco's chest with his index finger. He really wanted to push Marco out of his way."Besides, this building will soon be mine. So get out of my sight now." Jonathan didn't want to see Marco's face for even a minute. He really wanted to eliminate him from his sight. So, with his blood already burning with emotion, Jonathan tried to grab Marco's hand roughly.But Marco didn't want to just follow Jonathan's will. So, with a flat and expressionless face, Marco brushed Jonathan's hand away. He didn't care what Jonathan did and only focused on
Kevin rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing. It seemed absurd and confusing. Then, he realized the paper with his account number had passed into Marco's hands. That meant Marco had taken it quickly as he squeezed it in confusion. Especially now, it was clearly written on Marco's cell phone that the man had sent seven million dollars directly into his account. So, Kevin quickly checked into his cell phone and assumed it was because the amount had actually entered his bank account."How did this happen?" muttered Kevin weakly.Marco put his phone back in his pocket and said, "The money is my drawing. So I'd better not sell this building because its price is low and far from the market."Marco then sat down quietly and handed Kevin's account number to the bottom of the stack of books. "Besides, why would you sell the building if you already have the money? You can use that money for renovation costs. And as for your son's surgery, you don't have to think about it anymore
"Hey, damn it! Who do you think you are to sue me?" Jonathan fumed with his fists clenched tightly. The man felt so fiery and offended by everything Marco had said to Kevin. He felt more intelligent than the two men before him and could do anything to scare him.With a frowning face and pouting lips, Jonathan looked at Marco and snapped at him, "You're the one I'm going to sue for interfering and getting in the way of other people's work. You're the one who's going to jail! You're so ignorant!""Besides, you've already spent much money just to save him. I'm sure you'll regret it and sell the building back. And when that happens, I'll laugh at you because I know this building will only sell for a pittance!" Jonathan shouted, trying to make Marco feel inferior.However, Marco was so relaxed. He didn't show any hesitation or anything. His face was flat and unpredictable. "That will never happen. That prophecy of yours is just a hoax. Do you want to bet on it?"Marco then smiled a small s
"Hey, do you know about the charity party in a week?" asked a woman with her hair tied up high. She was holding a coffee cup with a handbag on the other side. The woman was sitting on a chair close to the exit of a cafe.Another woman who came with her also sat in the same place. Her hair was blonde with a short shoulder-length cut. She lifted her latte before saying, "Oh yeah, I heard that. It's said that many young businessmen have just joined." When she said that, the two women suddenly lit up. Both of them laughed happily. "Duh, I so want to come there. But I don't have an invitation. I'm not rich enough." The woman with black hair shook her head dramatically, slightly laughing at her fate.The blonde woman said, "Yeah, I want to go there too. Who knows, we could find a future husband. We don't have to work as hard as we do now. We might be able to hook up with one of the big young businessmen there."The chatter about the charity ball was not limited to the two young women. Tal
After watching Laura's lover leave, Marco sat back in his chair quietly. He didn't want to interfere and add to the problem by caring for other people's actions. To be honest, he didn't care. He was just preventing things from getting worse.But as it turned out, the woman Marco had helped sat beside him without permission. The woman lowered her head so that her black hair hung slightly forward. She rubbed her face roughly and took a strong breath. "I've worked hard to make it like it is now!" she complained with her eyes closed.Marco didn't want to care and only glanced at her. However, the woman continued to babble in a frustrated tone. "He was just an ordinary student, and I worked so that he could continue his studies. I was determined to make him successful, and he promised to marry me when he did. I was very patient and always supported him. But look what he's done now!"The woman clenched her fists and stared vengefully in the direction her former lover had gone. "He just left
Laura was completely out of her mind. Her head was spinning, and her brain was suddenly empty. She looked at her wardrobe, which was already a mess, as she took everything out. All the best clothes she had were shirts and pants for work. And now, it was the day she had to go and prove herself if she could make it to the prestigious charity ball."What should I do?" she muttered, rubbing her head. Laura had tried borrowing dresses from her friends and neighbors. However, most of them refused to help because they were worried that Laura would steal them. And some only had simple dresses that wouldn't be suitable for such a big event.Laura then grabbed the only dress she had. It was jet black with a floral accent on the chest. She tried it on in front of the mirror and let out a long sigh. "No, this dress is too old-fashioned for me to wear."She then bit her lip with great anxiety. Looking towards her desk, she found some brooches that she would use to change the shape of the dress a l
Laura swallowed hard, looked at Marco and said, "Yes, I know that. But-" Laura paused and looked out the window. So many reporters and cameras lined the steps leading up to the museum. She sighed heavily. "This is the first time I've ever been to an event this lavish and big."Laura then licked her lips, which suddenly felt dry. She felt so nervous and excited at the same time. "But, there's no denying that I also feel proud to be here. I can prove that I'm capable." She forced a smile at the end to make sure that she could get through this and put her ex-boyfriend to shame.Marco heard all of Laura's words and gave a small nod. He exited the car and met Laura at the end of the stairs. Marco extended his hand towards Laura, which she immediately greeted with a small smile. They held hands as they walked up the stairs of the museum. At that moment, camera flashes rained down on the two of them, who looked so harmonious in their luxurious matching outfits.At the main door, two guards w