Selena smiled kindly. The girl invited Julius to sit at the dining table, "Come on, sit down. I've made the dinner menu." Selena's voice sounded so excited, looking confident about what she had cooked.Julius nodded, looking at the dishes that were already on the table. Selena had also poured a glass of water for Julius and then sat right in front of him.Julius began to eat his dinner. The first thing he tasted was cream of mushroom soup. Just one spoonful and Julius was immediately speechless. It was savory and creamy, served warm and just right for the cold weather. It reminded him of his father's cooking, which was always ready when Julius came home from school.The roasted vegetables consisted of carrots, cabbage, and parsley leaves. Julius smiled a little. Selena's cooking suited his palate perfectly. He loved vegetables served with a warm soup-like sauce. And so far, Julius hadn't found anything suitable other than his father's.Frankly, Julius missed home cooking like this. Wh
Julius entered the shopping center alone. His sharp eyes searched around to find what he was looking for. He entered a shop that sold various clothes and accessories, such as glasses and scarves. Several people seemed to be going in and out of there in style.Julius was still looking through the clothes when a sales girl named Jacqueline approached him with a friendly smile, "Welcome, Sir. May I help you?"The girl bowed and said a subtle hello. Julius looked at her and shook his head, "I'll have a look around first. You can go." Hearing what Julius said, of course, Jace immediately complied."Well, sir, if you need anything, call me." Jace, wearing a brown uniform and his hair in a low bun, bowed his body again before leaving Julius.Julius went back to looking at the clothes that would suit him. The shop's black walls and bright lights made every outfit look more shiny. Mannequins were arranged in several corners, showing how beautiful each item looked when worn. Large mirrors are s
Jace, of course, felt panicked, he looked at Iriana, who was working here first, "You shouldn't talk like that. You should apologize and be polite to her." Jace tried to speak as quietly as possible, his eyes glancing at Julius, who was now staring at Iriana with a displeased look.Iriana rolled her eyes, and the girl pointed at Jace's face right on the nose, "Stay out of it. You're just a poor girl who's lucky to work here. Anyway, stop defending poor people like him. Because it won't do any good."Jace, who felt their conversation was getting rude, pulled Iriana aside. She moved a little away from Julius so he wouldn't hear what they were about to say. But Iriana jerked her hand away and glared angrily. She wiped the hand Jace had touched like she had just come into contact with dirt.Jace held his head, which felt dizzy from Iriana's behavior, "Can't you stop this? She's still a customer here. Customers want a pleasant shopping experience from us. You should mind your manners."Iri
Iriana and her colleagues glanced at each other. No one was talking there until the sound of clockwork was so loud that it overpowered the music playing softly.Iriana turned to the girl next to her, Sofia, and suddenly laughed. Their voices were so loud it made her fellow students laugh until they were holding their stomachs. Julius's every word sounded like a corny fairy tale recited before bedtime.Iriana wiped the water from the corners of her eyes, "Oh my! Stop bragging! You're making my stomach hurt!" She clung to Sofia's shoulder, continuing her unending laughter. They looked like two people in a trance.Sofia adds another insult without stopping there, saying, "Sir, you must be hallucinating. Oh my! Are you drunk? How many bottles did you drink before you came here and got delirious?" She thought Julius must have had a hard day to be that crazy.Julius still stared at them coldly, not saying a word. These two people were overreacting and acting very insolent. They couldn't be
Iriana and Sofia's eyes glanced at Julius simultaneously, and they saw him staring at them intently. The salesgirls swallowed heavily, their hands sweating profusely.From their verification, Julius' card was clearly a genuine black card with an unlimited limit. This exclusive card is only owned by people with certain conditions, such as a high spending rate or great wealth. The fact that they insulted a high-class customer made Iriana and Sofia want to cry and pee their pants.Julius stepped forward, raising his index finger to signal the two salespeople to leave the cashier area. Of course, Iriana and Sofia obeyed, walking with their heads down without daring to look at Julius like before.The people who had seen this commotion from the beginning looked at each other in confusion. Especially when Julius leaned in and spoke in a horribly flat tone, "You should know how to behave."Julius' eyes swept across the room, looking at each of the salesgirls who had laughed and even applauded
Julius had already left the store with Jeff constantly walking behind him. Julius' belongings, which he had bought from there, had been taken to Julius' current residence.Until Jeff's voice called out from behind, "Master, I apologize for my negligence today." Julius now stopped. The man turned around and looked at Jeff, who looked down regretfully."I'm sorry, I came late and didn't go in with you, so you were humiliated to cause such a commotion." Jeff really regretted it. He should have been able to protect Julius from such actions. He had been assigned to always make Julius feel safe. But today, his boss had been subjected to tremendous humiliation from people whose attitudes were akin to scum.Julius nodded calmly, "No problem. I've had that kind of behavior for a long time." He sighed and put his hands in his pockets. He turned around and went back to his walk.Julius' eyes scanned the surroundings, "People like to look down on me and trample me because I'm poor. But now, I wil
The tapping of the shoes Julius wore echoed in the main lobby of the luxury apartment complex that afternoon. Several security guards bowed respectfully and greeted him kindly. Even the receptionist on duty greeted him with a smile. Julius, however, just nodded and went to the elevator to his penthouse.With his black shirt, suit and matching pants, he looked like a cold character out of a storybook. The luxury watch perched on his hand, and the neat hairdo added to his charm. Lastly, the lingering smell of the man's perfume as he left the lobby without turning around.When the elevator doors had not fully closed, and his flat face was clearly visible, one of the new security guards whispered to the colleague next to him, "Who is he? Why do you seem to be treating him special?" He looked at Julius carefully, noting every detail of someone who looked like he had a big influence in this area.The man with the thin mustache who was whispered to was still bent over, elbowing the new secur
As Julius sat back down, he stared at the flashing hologram on his smartwatch. Every message or call will be directly connected to his watch as it has been set. This watch was connected to the cell phone he put on the table, and the hologram with the mysterious design made him feel a headache. Julius exhaled quickly, "This is an invitation," he muttered, immediately pressing the hologram icon. Instantly, a dinner invitation appeared with a series of neat and respectable sentences. The venue and dress code details had already been determined, and Julius was obliged to attend tonight.It was an invitation for those already considered to be influential. Important figures would be in attendance, with all those with invitations required to wear masks as disguises. No one was allowed to miss it because, perhaps, something shockingly extraordinary would happen there.Julius closed the messaging application he had been using, "Now, everything has started," he muttered heavily. He remembers t
As it turned out, Diego managed to injure Julius out by punching him right in the solar plexus. This caused Julisu to inadvertently loosen his grip on Diego's head, allowing the man to escape and return to his feet to attack Julius. Once again, the fight was on. The two men with great stamina threw punches and kicks at each other. Julius hit Diego so many times that several of his teeth were knocked out, and his mouth oozed fresh blood. At first glance, the older man looked like someone who had just been in a severe accident and was the victim of a hit-and-run.Diego spat on the floor and readied himself to attack Julius. The man moved forward and tried to punch Julius in the face with fast punches. But Julius dodged, and after a few times, Julius twisted his body and elbowed Diego in the back of the head before kicking him into the wall and smashing him with a spinning kick. Diego groaned loudly, and he slumped against the wall until the blood coming out of his nose formed a red lin
Diego threw his black mask to the floor with great emotion. He stared at Julius with a vengeful gaze, "Tonight will be the night of your burial," he hissed. Diego seemed eager to defeat Julius and crush him to his bones.Julius must have heard the man's words behind his servants, who covered his body from the enemy. Julius snorted, looking at Diego calmly, "Ah, I see you're wrong. Today is your last day on earth, for you will soon join your son in hell, not me." Julius turned Diego's words around and challenged him with open arms. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. The day when Diego would come and chase him like there was no tomorrow. This would be fun because Julius could see something that would make Diego even hotter in his circle.Diego glared at Julius' words, and the man ruffled his loins with an unaccepting look in his eyes, "Shut your fucking mouth! Or I'll rip you apart with my hands so you can't talk out of your ass anymore!" Diego shouted until his voice ech
Julius sharpened his vision and began to look around. Up ahead, the orchestra players were still playing various music in a way that was so mesmerising that it mesmerised them into focusing on one place. Amazingly, they were able to combine dance and music at the same time. This new concept had attracted so much attention that no one noticed the strangeness of what was happening.Julius shook his head slightly behind some of the guests, who were dancing to the beat. Julius noticed something suspicious. Something that seemed to glisten in the light and was hidden so neatly. But Julius knew that it was not the sparkle of the women's jewellery that had a flicker on every accessory they wore.Realising something was wrong, Julius immediately jumped to the side, avoiding a shot that came at him suddenly. The sound of the image was so loud it immediately made the guests startle and scream. They turned their heads towards Julius before running back and forth to save themselves. It didn't mat
For the next month, Julius did not find Diego anywhere. The man was like dust in the wind, flying away and nowhere to be found. Julius had mobilized many people to find Diego and bring him back alive. But until now, no one had given any news of his whereabouts. But even so, Julius didn't bother. His life was already very peaceful without any distractions. The little distractions that came his way were easily brushed aside.Enemies who moved slowly and without calculation, Julius had eliminated without getting his hands dirty. In short, Julius had no real problems after Diego left.Even so, he didn't let his guard down just yet. It wasn't impossible for Diego to suddenly show up and surprise him. He always double-checks anyone who tries to work with his family, tracing their background to their latest activities. Because, not everyone has one trait, they could be small actors who are being used to attack Julius like poison dripped in a drink. It would destroy him slowly, without anyone
Diego managed to escape and leave the city of Pharao. The man disappeared as if swallowed by the earth. Not a single person managed to find his whereabouts. He was hiding in several places and moving from one place to another over the next few days and months. The man was nowhere to be seen, and people began to lose track of him running away. Several flyers had been distributed, with the word 'fugitive' written all over the city, preventing the man from moving freely. Still, Diego persisted and disguised himself so that his true face was hard to recognise. Perhaps, if his business partners accidentally met him, they wouldn't be able to acknowledge Diego's current face, as it had changed too much.Like today, Diego came out of the small apartment he had rented for a small fee on the edge of town. The flat, built on three levels, with each unit only a quarter of the size of Diego's old living room, is painted a dull grey. Each team had a small balcony with a rusty old iron railing that
Diego ran down the stairs at high speed. He could hear the gunfire racing behind him. Although he didn't see it firsthand, Diego could tell by now that the pursuers had reached his private room. That's because he could hear footsteps pounding up there, right on the floor that separated the study from the shortcut to the back door. Diego looked up briefly, ensuring the men couldn't find him trying to escape. Diego had a door camouflaged as a wall, just in case something unpleasant happened, like this time. Even here, he could get a lightweight, easy-to-store handgun. And that's what the two bodyguards guarding Diego and helping him escape from his home were holding onto.Unfortunately, the people chasing Diego quickly realized where he was. Suddenly, the wooden door, which was the same colour as Diego's walls, was broken down by one of the men dressed in all black with a long-barreled gun in his hand, "Stop right there!" he shouted to Diego, who was still running down the circular sta
Everyone held their breath, eyes bulging in surprise. A photo was sent, clearly visible from head to toe. He was a man over fifty years old with a black suit and hair starting to grow grey. Many people know him because he is one of the public figures who often appears and donates to several parties. However, he has also been scandalized for his behaviour of dating women and walking away.The policeman who broke the news said, "He was the one who caused the terror and beating that happened yesterday in the city center. Precisely, when we were all celebrating our own city's birthday."The police chief's statement certainly raised questions for many people. A woman still wearing an apron on her body looked surprised, she looked at the TV screen and covered her mouth in disbelief, "Isn't that Mr. Diego?" she asked with a questioning face. Apparently, it was a portrait of Wood Diego, the father of the late Marco, who had been well-known to the public because of his wealth. The man owned se
Diego kicked the chair in front of him hard and shouted in a booming voice, "Damn it! Why did he survive again, huh?!" The man looked furious, his face bright red and his eyes bulging. He threw everything against the wall, including the wine glass and bottle he had just enjoyed a few minutes ago. They were shattered, and he didn't care about the price of the drink that was now gone without a sip of enjoyment.The man rubbed his face roughly, "They should have moved properly! Why is it so hard to kill that bastard? Are they so stupid that they can't even stab a man who isn't protected by anyone? Do I have to set an example with my own hands?" he raged, having again failed to take the life of the Julius he hated so much. His plan failed because of luck or because his people were stupid and couldn't take advantage of the situation. One thing was for sure, he hated failure in his life.In annoyance, the man punched the air, "You just need to stab him like this! Then he falls, and you can
It was chaos. Too many people had come to the event, which was difficult for the few police officers. Most of them were hysterical and crying, crouching down as if their legs could no longer move and running. The few who could still run screamed and cursed at their bad luck.Then, things got even more chaotic as armed troops appeared from all sides of the square. They carried firearms and sharp weapons, pointing at anyone who tried to flee the scene. A man in a blue jersey seemed unconcerned as he shoved one of the gun-toting besiegers, "Move aside! I'm not afraid of you! You're just-! And the sound of firearms going off was heard. The man fell to the ground with blood pouring out of his head, just lying there because he had lost his life.The people who witnessed the incident screamed in terror and scattered further away. Unfortunately, so many troops surrounded them that they were forced to crouch down and raise their hands to avoid being hurt.At that moment, the situation in the s