The elegant old lady put down her empty wine glass, stood up from her seat, and looked at her butler with a severe and sharp gaze.
“Bring back my grandson immediately at any cost. Prepare all the escorts you need to bring him back to this house.” The woman’s order went unchallenged; just before she left, a young woman approached her and handed her a cell phone because a business colleague had called to discuss business matters. “One more thing, bring back my grandson alive, not otherwise.” The older woman added the crucial details of her order to the butler, who obediently complied. For the woman, her grandson’s whereabouts, were successfully discovered at the moment, which was encouraging news. She wanted the effort in bringing her grandson back home to this house to go smoothly. The butler looked at his great mistress with a thoughtful gaze. He wanted to convey in detail the situation he had gotten about the true heir of this extraordinary family. Still, the lady had ordered to bring the young master back to this house immediately. ** Aaron had just arrived at his workplace at a bar in the city centre. It was one of the places where people with dozens of money and valuable assets gathered to simply pass the time by getting drunk or spending their money at gambling tables. “You’re a few minutes late, not usually.” Steven’s coworker greeted Aaron as the man fastened his apron around his waist. “There was a small problem, but it’s solved. “Aaron replied with a relaxed and smiling face. He then walked to the bartender’s table and joined another man mixing drinks for several customers. “You’re not the only one with a problem, but it’s fortunate that your problem is solved.” Steven was cleaning a short glass with a clean cloth beside Aaron. Someone came and ordered a drink; Aaron skillfully mixed it and served it to the customer who ordered it. “Are you in trouble?” Aaron looked at Steven for a few seconds and refocused on a customer who had just come in and asked for an ice cube. However, Steven doesn’t have a chance to tell Aaron anything because the man has been invited to deliver drinks to a table. It was early afternoon, and the bar was starting to get crowded. Steven delivered the drinks to a table close to the poker table. Still, when he was very close to the table, he was about to go to someone who passed him and bumped into him until the drinks he was carrying on the tray spilt on a man. “I’m sorry, sir, I really didn’t mean to.” Steven tried to apologize. “Damn it! Do you know how much these clothes cost? It won’t be redeemable with your salary!” The man was angry and glared at Steven. “Sorry, sir, I was really careless.” Guiltily, Steven tried to apologize, but he was faced with another problem. Not only his clothes but the man’s expensive shoes had also been hit by the drink. “If you want me to forgive you, clean my shoes too.” The man looked at Steven with a challenging and contemptuous gaze. Steven took a clean rag from his apron pocket and was about to bend over. Still, the man sitting in front of him now stopped him. “You don’t need that rag to clean my shoes, you have your tongue.” The man smiled contemptuously, and the rest of his friends joined in the laughter and made a good joke out of it. Steven straightened up and exhaled; he gave the man an unhappy look. “I am not paid for such things, sir. If you don’t want to be served the way I am, you can find another servant you want to treat as you please.” Steven said no and was about to leave, but the man quickly stood up and punched Steven in the face, nearly knocking him to the floor. The side of his face was sore, and the corner of his lip was split and bleeding. “You bastard! You’re just a waiter here don’t have any pride, I can buy your pride if you want!” Then the man spat at Steven and was about to beat him up again, but Aaron came and caught the man’s hand. “Stop this commotion,” Aaron said while staring at the man with a sharp gaze. The people around them were watching, but no one tried to help Steven or stop the arrogant man, Aaron’s ex-fiancé. “Oh, look who’s here, a male shrew and a loser.” The man was one of the sons of the wealthy family in town, Eric Fillmore. Before Mr Goldmeyer married off his favourite granddaughter to Aaron, Marylin had engaged to Eric. However, due to her grandfather’s decision, her engagement to Eric could not proceed to marriage. Eric pulled his hand roughly from Aaron’s relatively firm grip and chuckled as he gave Aaron a dismissive look. “Don’t interfere, this is just between me and that damn servant.” Eric gave Aaron a sharp look, trying to defy Aaron. “Not a single worker in this place deserves to be demeaned by anyone. If you are unsatisfied with the service here, please leave and find another place that suits you.” Aaron blatantly and without hesitation kicked Eric out before the man caused a worse mess. Aaron knew what type of man Eric was, but he didn’t like that type of man looking down on others. Eric laughed contemptuously, hearing Aaron throw him out. “Who do you think you are, huh? You’re just a lowly human who doesn’t deserve to live on this earth. Marylin doesn’t deserve you!” Eric, without hesitation, insulted and degraded Aaron in front of many people. However, Aaron endured the insults despite the anger inside him. “If you think this place is filled with people who don’t measure up to you, why did you come here? Doesn’t that mean you want to be considered like the people here by coming here, right?!” This time, Aaron had to use effective means to stop Eric from misbehaving in this place. Eric exhaled in annoyance and laughed in frustration as Aaron made him feel stupid in front of many people. Eric smacked Aaron’s face with light punches; his jaw visibly tightened from holding back his anger. If only he and Aaron were alone in this place, he would make the man unable to walk for three days. “Okay, fine, I’ll get out of here, I hope we don’t meet again on another occasion, loser.” Eric left, followed by several men who came with him to this place. Aaron walked away, exhaling loudly, while Steven followed him to the locker room. Aaron gave an ice bag to Steven so that the man could relieve the pain of the wound at the corner of his lip. “You seem to know that guy.” Steven looked curious; he saw Aaron’s behaviour when interacting with the customer who had trouble with him earlier. However, it didn’t seem like the first time they had met. “No one, I’ve only met him a few times at an event in my wife’s family,” Aaron replied no with a specific answer. The two were silent for a moment, and then someone came and distracted them. “I have to do this to compensate for a customer complaining to you, Steven; your salary will be deducted for two months as compensation.” The man, their boss at the bar, gave Steven a severe look and left. Steven looked devastated, and Aaron felt sorry for the tragic thing that happened to his friend. “You know, I have to pay the hospital fees this month. My brother is in critical condition in the hospital, and he needs to be operated on immediately. Still, the surgery will be postponed if I don’t pay the bill.” Steven finally spit out the burden that was plaguing his mind. Steven was profoundly downcast and now felt desperate about the fate of his younger brother, who was on the verge of death. Aaron was silent as he thought of a solution for Steven, but he also didn’t have enough money to help his friend. Borrowing money at their current workplace would only add to the burden; the high interest rate would make Steven unable to cover the debt. Aaron closed his locker and sat beside Steven on a metal bench without a backrest. “I’ll try to help you get money for your brother.” Aaron patted Steven’s shoulder lightly a few times before leaving and going back to work. Throughout the working hours, Aaron considered asking Marylin for money to lend to Steven. He also didn’t dare to take out a loan elsewhere because he knew his financial capabilities could have been better. However, he had no choice but to go down that path. ** Aaron arrived at his house at almost midnight. Just as he opened the door, he saw Marylin in the living room, watching television and drinking wine. Aaron exhaled loudly, went inside, and immediately approached his wife. “I thought you’d be home early.” Marilyn said that without looking at Aaron. “I’m home early.” Aaron gave an excuse, and she turned off the television and got up from her seat to go into the room. “Marilyn, I want to talk to you about something.” Aaron stopped her from leaving. Marylin looked at Aaron, waiting for him to say something. “I want to borrow money from you to help a friend, I promise to return the money as soon as possible.” Aaron looked at his wife with a hopeful gaze so that his wish could be granted. However, Marylin smiled scornfully and gave Aaron a condescending look. She approached the man and slapped him. Aaron was shocked into silence. “I’ve had enough of living with poor, useless men like you.” Marylin said, then left, went into the room, and came out a few moments later with a piece of paper. She then threw the paper at Aaron. “Let’s get a divorce. Sign the divorce papers, and I’ll be free from this marital nightmare of being married to a lowlife like you.” Marylin’s words were like a knife to Aaron’s heart, so the man could only stare at the paper lying on the floor.Aaron waited as he sat on the sofa in Mr. Goldmeyer’s living room. After Marylin gave him the divorce papers last night, she went to her grandfather’s house and stayed there as she pleased. Aaron was used to living alone in his house without his wife. Their marriage being on the verge of separation made him unable to sleep well that night. The next morning, Aaron decided to go to Mr. Goldmeyer’s house and planned to complain to him. A maid in the luxurious house welcomed him and told him to come in and wait in the living room. In fact, when Aaron came to this house, he was greeted like a stranger. If it had been Mr. Goldmeyer who welcomed him, he would have been treated differently. Aaron looked down at the paper in his hand with the divorce papers; he hadn’t put his signature on it before Mr. Goldmeyer himself wanted him to divorce Marylin. His heart was troubled, but he tried to remain calm about the situation. “Did you come here to hand in your divorce papers?” Larissa came over
“What’s all the commotion about?” Mr Langdon was puzzled by the situation of the two people who looked unhappy with Aaron’s presence. “Oh, Mr. Langdon, it’s good to see you arrived here so quickly. This man doesn’t deserve to be in this place, even if he came because of someone else’s order he will definitely cheat that person after taking the money.” Deborah said her accusations and insults towards Aaron. Deborah- Marylin’s sister, always treated people she considered inferior to her lowly. Still, she was very good at being nice to people with higher status than her. “Mr. Blake is a VIP guest of this place and I am not happy with your treatment and what you said about Mr. Blake just now.” Mr. Langdon stared at Deborah with a sharp gaze, and his words made Deborah startle and swallow dryly. Mr. Langdon was the one who knew this place best, and Deborah felt that she had insulted him. On the other hand, Deborah didn’t believe what Mr. Langdon was saying. She knew who Aaron was, her s
Aaron went outside without finishing his work in the backyard to relieve his anger. The humiliation he had received from his in-laws had made him the most despicable and lowly man on earth. His pride had been trampled on like a doormat, and he vowed to get even with them one day. Aaron walked away from the Goldmeyer family home and stopped 500 meters from the mansion. Under a tree on the sidewalk by the roadside, he sat down, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pants pocket, and lit the cigarette. Aaron took a deep drag on the cigarette and exhaled the smoke into the air as he let out the anger he had been holding back. He looked around with his mind full; luckily, it was quiet, so he felt calmer to calm himself down. After almost finishing a cigarette, Aaron left to go home. He felt tired and angry if he returned to his in-laws’ house. Aaron was surprised by the luxury car waiting in front of his house. Someone wearing a black suit got out of the vehicle as he approached.
His memories of his natural life were regained, and he realized that he had been the missing family member after the accident. He is the heir to a multi-billion dollar family – the Reinhard family, whose influence spanned the entire country. Blake was still where he was sitting at the moment, replaying all of his newly acquired lost memories. The accident in front of the mansion bothered him the most. "Mr. Blake, are you alright?” Doctor Richard asked again when he saw that Blake was silent and his gaze was glued to the ceiling of his room. “Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for helping me regain my lost memories.” Blake said that without turning to Doctor Richard. The doctor smiled, and Blake took a deep breath, closing his eyes. He also tried to calm his mind, which had been shocked by the impact of his memories of the accident, which came like a wave. After calming down, Blake opened his eyes, slowly moved from his current position, and sat with both feet on the side of the lounge chai
Blake just stared at Calista, as cold as arctic ice. He intended to say something, but Walter came and distracted them from the man's presence. "Sir, the meeting is about to start." Walter stared at Blake unblinkingly and waited for the man's reaction. He occasionally glanced at Calista. The woman frowned, looked at Blake and Walter in turn, and then snorted. "You have a meeting here? Or did you follow your employer here for the meeting? Huh, I believe that you must have done that." Calista folded her arms in front of her chest and mocked Blake with her expression. "Sir," Walter called out, which made Blake walk away, but Calista took offence and stopped Blake by blocking the man's steps. "You really are a disrespectful man. Don't you realize who you're talking to right now? I'm a member of the Goldmeyer family and you shouldn't try to be annoying to me. Show me some respect like you should to our family." Calista's face was haughty with her piercing gaze and boastful gestures. B
Blake had just come out of his room and closed the door when the butler met him. The man saluted by bowing his head before Blake, saying, “Madam is waiting for you to have breakfast with her at the golf course.” Blake looked fresh and striking with his casual appearance. His aura of a dominant, calm, and wealthy adult man began to shine through as he realized that his real life was not a man to be humiliated. The man rushed to meet his grandmother at the golf course. Blake saw the older woman ready to hit the golf ball with her club. Blake sat in one of the empty chairs in front of the round table that served breakfast. A female server poured orange juice into Blake’s glass, and he drank it and turned his attention to his grandmother, who was hitting the golf ball hard and well enough that it soared high and far. “Oh, no, that was close.” Madam Elena complained and was a little disappointed with her shot. She turned to Blake. “Do you want to try it, Son? Come on, you used to be a
“What are you doing here? No one invited you to come to the party, you don’t belong here!” A woman stared with displeasure at a man who had just entered the living room of a luxurious villa filled with several people enjoying a festive meal. It was the birthday party of the patriarch of the wealthy Goldmeyer family, one of the most influential families in the city. The woman approached the man, who was now staring at her with furrowed brows.“I’m also part of this family.” The man, who was wearing a pale blue shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, made an excuse for coming to this party. He was the son-in-law of the Goldmeyer family. “Oh, come on, Aaron, realize you’re just a burden on this family. You’re a man who has nothing to be proud of, you don’t belong here!” The woman’s loud voice attracted the attention of several people who were originally enjoying the party atmosphere and dishes. Some people were whispering to each other. “Do you know who that man is? Is he a me
Aaron stared intently at a burly man who had just exited one of the cars. The burly man’s dominant aura increased Aaron’s instinct to be more vigilant. The man approached him and surprised Aaron by kneeling in front of him when they were close enough. Aaron’s eyebrows furrowed as his gaze didn’t leave the burly man. “What’s going on? Who are you guys?” Aaron asked as he raised his gaze to stare at the cars parked before him and the man kneeling before him. “ Young Master, please, come back with us to group.” The burly man said something that only confused Aaron about the situation. “Are you kidding me? Listen, I don’t have time to deal with people who only think of others as toys.” Aaron said that in a repelling and cold tone. However, the burly man remained unmoved, not moving an inch from his spot. “I’m not joking, Young Master, you are the only person we expect to lead the group and all of us, you're the Heirs” The burly man spoke again, dismissing Aaron’s words without making
Blake had just come out of his room and closed the door when the butler met him. The man saluted by bowing his head before Blake, saying, “Madam is waiting for you to have breakfast with her at the golf course.” Blake looked fresh and striking with his casual appearance. His aura of a dominant, calm, and wealthy adult man began to shine through as he realized that his real life was not a man to be humiliated. The man rushed to meet his grandmother at the golf course. Blake saw the older woman ready to hit the golf ball with her club. Blake sat in one of the empty chairs in front of the round table that served breakfast. A female server poured orange juice into Blake’s glass, and he drank it and turned his attention to his grandmother, who was hitting the golf ball hard and well enough that it soared high and far. “Oh, no, that was close.” Madam Elena complained and was a little disappointed with her shot. She turned to Blake. “Do you want to try it, Son? Come on, you used to be a
Blake just stared at Calista, as cold as arctic ice. He intended to say something, but Walter came and distracted them from the man's presence. "Sir, the meeting is about to start." Walter stared at Blake unblinkingly and waited for the man's reaction. He occasionally glanced at Calista. The woman frowned, looked at Blake and Walter in turn, and then snorted. "You have a meeting here? Or did you follow your employer here for the meeting? Huh, I believe that you must have done that." Calista folded her arms in front of her chest and mocked Blake with her expression. "Sir," Walter called out, which made Blake walk away, but Calista took offence and stopped Blake by blocking the man's steps. "You really are a disrespectful man. Don't you realize who you're talking to right now? I'm a member of the Goldmeyer family and you shouldn't try to be annoying to me. Show me some respect like you should to our family." Calista's face was haughty with her piercing gaze and boastful gestures. B
His memories of his natural life were regained, and he realized that he had been the missing family member after the accident. He is the heir to a multi-billion dollar family – the Reinhard family, whose influence spanned the entire country. Blake was still where he was sitting at the moment, replaying all of his newly acquired lost memories. The accident in front of the mansion bothered him the most. "Mr. Blake, are you alright?” Doctor Richard asked again when he saw that Blake was silent and his gaze was glued to the ceiling of his room. “Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for helping me regain my lost memories.” Blake said that without turning to Doctor Richard. The doctor smiled, and Blake took a deep breath, closing his eyes. He also tried to calm his mind, which had been shocked by the impact of his memories of the accident, which came like a wave. After calming down, Blake opened his eyes, slowly moved from his current position, and sat with both feet on the side of the lounge chai
Aaron went outside without finishing his work in the backyard to relieve his anger. The humiliation he had received from his in-laws had made him the most despicable and lowly man on earth. His pride had been trampled on like a doormat, and he vowed to get even with them one day. Aaron walked away from the Goldmeyer family home and stopped 500 meters from the mansion. Under a tree on the sidewalk by the roadside, he sat down, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pants pocket, and lit the cigarette. Aaron took a deep drag on the cigarette and exhaled the smoke into the air as he let out the anger he had been holding back. He looked around with his mind full; luckily, it was quiet, so he felt calmer to calm himself down. After almost finishing a cigarette, Aaron left to go home. He felt tired and angry if he returned to his in-laws’ house. Aaron was surprised by the luxury car waiting in front of his house. Someone wearing a black suit got out of the vehicle as he approached.
“What’s all the commotion about?” Mr Langdon was puzzled by the situation of the two people who looked unhappy with Aaron’s presence. “Oh, Mr. Langdon, it’s good to see you arrived here so quickly. This man doesn’t deserve to be in this place, even if he came because of someone else’s order he will definitely cheat that person after taking the money.” Deborah said her accusations and insults towards Aaron. Deborah- Marylin’s sister, always treated people she considered inferior to her lowly. Still, she was very good at being nice to people with higher status than her. “Mr. Blake is a VIP guest of this place and I am not happy with your treatment and what you said about Mr. Blake just now.” Mr. Langdon stared at Deborah with a sharp gaze, and his words made Deborah startle and swallow dryly. Mr. Langdon was the one who knew this place best, and Deborah felt that she had insulted him. On the other hand, Deborah didn’t believe what Mr. Langdon was saying. She knew who Aaron was, her s
Aaron waited as he sat on the sofa in Mr. Goldmeyer’s living room. After Marylin gave him the divorce papers last night, she went to her grandfather’s house and stayed there as she pleased. Aaron was used to living alone in his house without his wife. Their marriage being on the verge of separation made him unable to sleep well that night. The next morning, Aaron decided to go to Mr. Goldmeyer’s house and planned to complain to him. A maid in the luxurious house welcomed him and told him to come in and wait in the living room. In fact, when Aaron came to this house, he was greeted like a stranger. If it had been Mr. Goldmeyer who welcomed him, he would have been treated differently. Aaron looked down at the paper in his hand with the divorce papers; he hadn’t put his signature on it before Mr. Goldmeyer himself wanted him to divorce Marylin. His heart was troubled, but he tried to remain calm about the situation. “Did you come here to hand in your divorce papers?” Larissa came over
The elegant old lady put down her empty wine glass, stood up from her seat, and looked at her butler with a severe and sharp gaze. “Bring back my grandson immediately at any cost. Prepare all the escorts you need to bring him back to this house.” The woman’s order went unchallenged; just before she left, a young woman approached her and handed her a cell phone because a business colleague had called to discuss business matters. “One more thing, bring back my grandson alive, not otherwise.” The older woman added the crucial details of her order to the butler, who obediently complied. For the woman, her grandson’s whereabouts, were successfully discovered at the moment, which was encouraging news. She wanted the effort in bringing her grandson back home to this house to go smoothly.The butler looked at his great mistress with a thoughtful gaze. He wanted to convey in detail the situation he had gotten about the true heir of this extraordinary family. Still, the lady had ordered to br
Aaron stared intently at a burly man who had just exited one of the cars. The burly man’s dominant aura increased Aaron’s instinct to be more vigilant. The man approached him and surprised Aaron by kneeling in front of him when they were close enough. Aaron’s eyebrows furrowed as his gaze didn’t leave the burly man. “What’s going on? Who are you guys?” Aaron asked as he raised his gaze to stare at the cars parked before him and the man kneeling before him. “ Young Master, please, come back with us to group.” The burly man said something that only confused Aaron about the situation. “Are you kidding me? Listen, I don’t have time to deal with people who only think of others as toys.” Aaron said that in a repelling and cold tone. However, the burly man remained unmoved, not moving an inch from his spot. “I’m not joking, Young Master, you are the only person we expect to lead the group and all of us, you're the Heirs” The burly man spoke again, dismissing Aaron’s words without making
“What are you doing here? No one invited you to come to the party, you don’t belong here!” A woman stared with displeasure at a man who had just entered the living room of a luxurious villa filled with several people enjoying a festive meal. It was the birthday party of the patriarch of the wealthy Goldmeyer family, one of the most influential families in the city. The woman approached the man, who was now staring at her with furrowed brows.“I’m also part of this family.” The man, who was wearing a pale blue shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, made an excuse for coming to this party. He was the son-in-law of the Goldmeyer family. “Oh, come on, Aaron, realize you’re just a burden on this family. You’re a man who has nothing to be proud of, you don’t belong here!” The woman’s loud voice attracted the attention of several people who were originally enjoying the party atmosphere and dishes. Some people were whispering to each other. “Do you know who that man is? Is he a me