Marcel accepted the clear bottle and looked at it."So I have to keep consuming regularly," Marcel commented."Of course you do, because you're still a human being who needs food to survive."Marcel nodded in understanding and asked, "Are we able to distribute this product to the general public-but don't let my wife's family know."Venya raised her thumb."You can, my acquaintance will take care of it. For the time being, we'll market the product online, but my mobile phone is broken-so we'll have to rely on him completely.""But he can be trusted, right?" asked Marcel curiously."He can, I assure you.""Then I'll buy a mobile phone for us to use for this business," said Marcel. "I'll leave the lab to you, please take care of it as best you can. I trust you."Venya nodded vigorously. "I won't break your trust."Hearing Venya's words, Marcel breathed a sigh of relief.Next, all he had to do was show Shirley's family that he was still trying hard to continue his parents' research and ha
Marcel couldn't understand why unknown people would show up out of the blue and claim to know him."It must be because our products are getting recognized!" Venya said excitedly. "I wouldn't be surprised if someone treats you special one day!"Marcel didn't respond, as he was tidying up the weeds growing in front of the house and remembered what Venya had said a while ago."Sir, can I talk to you one-on-one about your product?"A black car pulled up, and the driver got out to approach Marcel.Before Marcel could answer, the driver took Marcel into his car and drove to the place called headquarters."People will misunderstand me if I suddenly leave like this," Marcel complained to himself.However, Marcel didn't feel like taking any chances against these people."Who knows if this is a kidnapping," Marcel thought again, which is why he was forced to stay quiet and calmly read the next situation."I'm sorry, Sir. If I suddenly appear and take you away," Aldi said as he looked back to wh
Marcel reflexively pushed Ronnie away from him."Why are you touching me?" said Marcel, feeling both uncomfortable and humiliated.Ronnie swore harshly."What are you hiding?" Ronnie scolded with a suspicious look on his face."I'm not hiding anything," argued Marcel."What is it, brother?" asked Shirley curiously."I have something in my hand," Ronnie replied confidently. "Your useless husband must have robbed ....""Watch what you say, Ron?" interrupted Marcel, who was beginning to lose his temper. They had been stepping on his pride like a doormat every day, and now they were accusing him of stealing.That was a huge insult to Marcel."So what's that? Here!" pointed Ronnie darkly. "Here I said!"Marcel stood still in his place."Marcel, did you hear what Ronnie said?" scolded Shirley as she tugged on Marcel's hand like an officer finding a small bandit. "Be honest with us, what are you hiding?""I'm ...."Before Marcel could answer, Ronnie had already acted by grabbing the collared
Ciko rushed to contact his father after getting the information from his secretary at the office."Hello?""Hello, Dad?" said Ciko as soon as Herman answered his call. "Have you found a new partner for our project?""We're still searching," Herman replied. "We need to be able to choose well, not just choose.""I understand, Dad. The problem is that I've been told that there's a famous businessman that Marcel is secretly after," Ciko informed him. "I mean—how could Marcel do that to you?""Who is this famous businessman you're referring to?" asked Herman curiously. "As far as I know, Marcel has no connections with any businessman.""But ....""You don't need to worry too much, Marcel will not be able to establish any relationship with any businessman." Herman emphasized. "For me, there is no chance for Marcel to develop himself because he has to pay off his parents' debts.""Okay, Dad." Ciko didn't continue his argument because he thought that his father was no longer interested."Let'
The morning came, the sunlight penetrated through the fingers of Marcel, who was curled up in the maid's room.A modest blanket covered Marcel's entire body so that he didn't feel the cold that pierced to the bone."Mr Marcel, have some breakfast while Mr Ronnie and the others are up ...."The faint sound of Nana's voice reached Marcel's ears."Hm ...?""Mr Marcel should get up, wash his face, and then have breakfast first." Nana knocked again."Shirley will be angry, Nana ....""... after breakfast, Mr Marcel can come back ... pretend she's still sleeping and hasn't eaten anything," Nana continued. "But don't tell Mr Ronnie, we'll all get angry."Marcel opened his eyes wide, agreeing with Nana's idea. He quickly got up, washed his face and quickly ate the breakfast of bread and milk that Nana had prepared in the kitchen."Please don't say Mister or Mistress, sir?" said Nana again as Marcel returned to his original position on the bed. "I could get sacked ...""Take it easy, Nana. I'm
The sound of laughter could be heard when Marcel arrived at Delvino's house. He had wanted to enter through the front door, so he decided to turn around and enter through the backyard.Shirley had always warned Marcel not to show himself when her friends came to visit."I want to build a perfect image in front of my friends, and I always tell them that my husband is a busy businessman who comes home every three months." That's what Shirley said every time Marcel protested her behavior.Unfortunately, Ronnie was sitting at the table enjoying a cup of coffee. Shirley's eldest brother turned his head when Marcel appeared in the kitchen."You didn't come through the front door, did you?" Ronnie asked in a probing tone."I came through the back door," Marcel replied flatly."It's good that you know yourself," Ronnie said with a sardonic smile. "By the way, doesn't the waitressing job pay enough to support my sister?" asked Ronnie again as Marcel washed his hands in the sink."It should be
"What?" Marcel narrowed his eyes. "How can you be so sure?"Aldi nodded calmly."I looked hard for you," he said, exhaling heavily. "I'm on the same frequency as your parents when it comes to scientific research in order to improve the lives of mankind."Marcel was pensive for a long time, forcing his brain to come to terms with what Aldi was explaining."I think you have the wrong person, sir." He shook his head. "Growing up, I didn't even know what my parents did in the lab. So I'm just continuing what my parents started."Aldi didn't comment."I'm Marcel, not a medicine man or a businessman like you think." Marcel took out his wallet and showed Aldi his identity card. "I'm a business graduate who even only works at a grocery store because my wife's family doesn't want me to work at the company ...."Marcel then placed the file Aldi had given him on the table.Aldi looked at the file on the table, then looked at Marcel."You are the right partner," Aldi said with the same confidence
"Where's Shirley?" asked Ciko when Marcel arrived home."Didn't she tell you?" said Marcel as he opened his jacket."If Shirley told me, why would I ask you?" said Ciko with the water hose held up to Marcel's face."She's on holiday," Marcel replied matter-of-factly. "But I don't know where she's holidaying and with whom."Ciko nodded."Wash my car," he ordered. "I took it to the beach yesterday and it got rained on. You wash it again, and then you can eat."Marcel, still tired from work, looked at his brother-in-law and prepared to refuse."What?" challenged Ciko, who noticed Marcel's rejection."I just got back from work, at least let me drink first." Marcel tried to bargain."Who are you to bargain now?" scolded Ciko as he whipped Marcel's arm with the hose."It's not like that ..." Marcel pretended to grimace in pain. "Mr Aldi has been contacting me for the past few days and I feel like someone is following me ... That's why I need to get home quickly."Ciko's face immediately frow