“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 sister’s poor loser husband. “Mr. Langdon, you may have misjudged this person, I would be happy to have the security guards remove this man from here.” Deborah thought Mr. Langdon had misjudged someone, and she intended to ease Mr. Langdon’s work to get Aaron out of this place. At the same time, she seemed concerned about this place’s safety. “No, Miss Deborah, don’t think I don’t know what you’re trying to do. I know Mr. Blake very well, but people like you who like to curry favor and insult people by their appearance alone should be removed from this place.” Mr. Langdon’s words made Deborah feel like the man slapped her hard. The man called security to remove Deborah. “Shall I repeat the rules of this place again? I have the right to decide who I can evict from this place. Since you have insulted the VIP guests of this place, you should get out of here.” Mr. Langdon’s order made Deborah swallow dryly in surprise, panic, and nervousness. The security guard arrived, and Mr. Langdon immediately told him to get Deborah out of there. At first, the security guard was confused because his superior was friendly toward Aaron. “Sir, shouldn’t this place be wary of people who look like this man?” The security guard tried to change Mr. Langdon’s attitude towards Aaron, but it only made Mr. Langdon more furious. “I run this place and I know best. Just carry out my orders and get that woman out of here that way I won’t change my decision to fire you from here.” The security guard looked down in shame after hearing Mr. Langdon’s anger; he immediately pulled Deborah out of the place. Thomas Holt, who was now trembling, could not utter a single word of condescension towards Aaron. He looked down as Mr. Langdon walked past him, with Aaron following him. “Please forgive this rude treatment, Mr. Blake. We’d better go to my office to talk better about what you came here for.” Mr. Langdon led Aaron to join him. Still with confusion overcoming him, Aaron followed the wishes of the man about to enter middle age. They arrived in a chic and cosy room. Mr Langdon invited Aaron to sit on the sofa opposite him. “It’s been a long time since you came here, Mr. Blake. Is everything alright? How much do you need from us this time?” Mr. Langdon’s question confused Aaron even more, so he couldn’t resist asking. “First, I’m not Mr. Blake; my name is Aaron. And secondly, I’m here at the behest of my boss at work. You must have thought I was someone else,” Aaron clarified himself. However, Mr. Langdon was surprised and half-disbelieved Aaron’s clarification. “Do you still remember the incident in front of the Mansion a few years ago? Everyone who knows and tells me it was a tragic incident for you.” Mr Langdon brought up the incident again, which left Aaron confused. He didn’t understand where they were going with this. “Mansion? I don’t have a car, even if it’s old. What are you trying to tell me?” Aaron wondered because he didn’t know the topic of conversation he was discussing with the most critical person in this place. He still couldn’t even believe that this man knew him. “It seems that the accident that time made you lose your memory, sir.” Mr. Langdon’s conclusion took Aaron by surprise. He stared at the man with wide eyes in disbelief. “That’s right, sir. Your current identity is not your true identity. Before the accident took your memory, your name was Blake Reinhard. Your family is one of our number one priority customers.” Now, that shocking fact left Aaron with nothing but shock. Mr. Langdon looked at Aaron with concern as he exhaled loudly. All this time, he had also been wondering where the heir to the Reinhard family had gone after the tragic accident. Everyone thought that the young master Reinhard had died. “I may have confused you, sir, but believe me, you need to get back to remembering your true identity immediately. I know it’s not easy for you.” Mr. Langdon sympathized with Aaron, who still looked shocked by what he had just said. Aaron also considered proving Mr Langdon’s words that he had lost his memory and would discover his identity. After finishing his business at the fancy bank, Aaron thanked and said goodbye to Mr. Langdon. “Good luck, Mr. Blake, I look forward to hearing from you.” Mr. Langdon bowed respectfully after saying his farewells. Aaron found it strange that Mr. Langdon respected him so much that he was curious about his true identity. ** After working a full day, Aaron’s mind still struggled with Mr. Langdon’s information about him: his lost memories and his unknown identity. Aaron sat on the edge of the bed in his room and began to think of ways to find out who he was. “I’ll find out, but no one should know this, including the Goldmeyer family,” Aaron muttered, then rubbed his face roughly and adjusted his hair. He then lay down and stared at the ceiling of his room. He remembered not a single piece of his memory—only the day he woke up the first time. At that time, he was confused by his situation in the hospital. “If recovering my memories can make me come back and avenge all the insults my family-in-law did to me, I will do whatever it takes to find out everything,” Aaron vowed to begin his quest to discover everything related to his true identity. ** Aaron went to Mr. Goldmeyer’s house to see Marylin after he got home from working the hours at the bar. However, when he arrives, Larissa tells him to do something before allowing Aaron to see Marylin. Reluctantly, Aaron did the work that was supposed to be a servant’s job in this house: cleaning the backyard. He had been treated like this many times. He was part of this family but was treated like a servant. As Aaron was cleaning the yard, which was filled with dry leaves due to the fall season, he saw an unpleasant sight in the pool area close to the current location. Marylin, who was only wearing a bikini and in a soaking wet state, was in Eric’s arms. The two of them looked so intimate that the next second, they were kissing, which managed to make Aaron’s blood boil in his veins. Aaron hurriedly approached Marylin and Eric and separated the two by roughly pulling his wife. Both of them were surprised by Aaron’s arrival. “What the-“ “Don’t say a word.” Aaron cut Marylin off with a cold and sharp gaze. Eric, who saw Aaron’s anger, smiled scornfully. “What are you angry for? Shouldn’t you and Marylin be divorced? So, now Marylin is free to choose any man she wants.” Eric stared at Aaron without fear. Marylin jerked her wrist, which Aaron held at the moment, and moved to Eric’s side. She looked at Aaron with a contemptuous look and a smirk. “This is all your fault, if you had signed the divorce papers you wouldn’t have to see this. But, if you continue to want to stick with this stupid marriage, you will get nothing but humiliation and abandonment from me.” Marylin brought her body closer to Eric, and they embraced each other intimately. Aaron could only remain silent, sharply gazing at Marylin and Eric, who insulted him deeply, especially Marylin. He didn’t expect her to hate their marriage and him so much. “Will you never regret this attitude of yours, Marylin?” Aaron asked, trying to gauge if she knew anything about him. Marylin snorted and thought Aaron’s question sounded ridiculous. “What I regret is that I didn’t dare to defy my grandfather to refuse to marry you. You just made me into a miserable woman who has a useless husband and is not worthy of me.” Marylin’s words were like a dagger stabbing Aaron in the heart. Aaron even found it hard to breathe for a few seconds due to the pain of Marylin’s words to him. “Sign the divorce papers, and we can live freely according to our own wishes. You don’t have to wait for my grandfather to ask his permission. I’ve already carried out his wishes by marrying you; now let me carry out my decision to end this marriage.” After saying that, Marylin moved from Eric’s side to put on the bathrobe lying on the lounge chair. After that, Marylin and Eric left Aaron stunned while clenching his hands at his sides.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
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 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