"Okay then," Killian said firmly.
Moments later, the two of them were at the House of Asia. A trendy cafe for young people, couples who want to celebrate birthdays or the like.
The cafe was quite beautiful because the atmosphere was very vintage. It is supported by many small bamboo trees that are well-maintained.
Coupled with the many fish ponds inside, it creates a very cosy atmosphere, so many young couples and families always eat there. Of course, for those whose level is in the middle to lower class.
After getting to the right place, it is equipped with a small fountain on the edge of a clear fish pond. Killian and Elizabeth immediately sat down in the pretty little gazebo.
A few moments passed, but no one tried to start a conversation. An awkward atmosphere is felt between them. Not wanting to linger, Elizabeth took the initiative to start the conversation first.
"Let's order some food first," Elizabeth said, breaking the deadlock between them; after seeing a cafe waitress walking towards them from afar.
Entirely unexpectedly, Killian vented his life's frustrations to his friend Elizabeth without being asked.
"You order. I'm a useless man. I've never held money or had money. My work at my wife's family home is not appreciated."
"Daily, I do the cooking, sweeping and mopping, grocery shopping at the market and other chores. I barely have time to earn my own money," Killian said as he wiped away the tear-like beads falling from his eyes.
"A-are you crying, Killian?" asked Elizabeth, confused.
"Ah no, it's just sweat," replied Killian matter-of-factly.
Their conversation stopped when the waiter who would serve them arrived and presented a list of food and beverage menus in the cafe.
After ordering the food, the atmosphere was awkward again, and no one took the initiative to start a conversation.
"You don't have to worry. I'll treat you today. Don't lower yourself because of that," Elizabeth said, breaking the silence.
"I'm ready to hear whatever you have to say today. Come on! Release all your thoughts to me."
"Thank you!" Killian exhaled heavily, then continued, "For over a year, I have been their servant. I was forced to do this because of their grandfather's message, who had helped me when my life was almost lost, poisoned by a group of young men sent by a wealthy family in Birmingham."
"After I recovered, I was married off to his granddaughter two months later. According to her grandfather, I was not as simple as I looked. The man insisted on marrying off his granddaughter to me after he saw this necklace I was wearing," Killian said, showing the necklace around his neck all this time.
Elizabeth looked at the necklace for a moment without intending to touch it. She only saw the necklace from a metre away. But what she saw was not wrong. The chain did contain a great mystery.
"So why all this time, you didn't try to find a job out there?" asked Elizabeth, not understanding Killian's condition.
"I've tried applying for jobs everywhere. But most are just office boys or cleaning services in those big companies. None of them trusts my abilities; there is someone influential in Birmingham to pressure all those companies not to accept me to work for them. But that was just my assumption. I had also applied to the giant Spencer Group but was rejected there. Most of the managers were arrogant and looked down on lower-class people like me," Killian replied, revealing everything.
"So, I've continued working for the Julietta family for the past year or so. But that won't last much longer. Their family, apart from Grandpa Smith, hated me, especially my mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and Julietta's cousin. It's safe to say that every day, moment and hour that they see me, they're clamouring for my separation from Julietta. I've become immune to hearing it.
"Honestly, I couldn't stand how they treated me either. But to fulfil my grandfather's will, I endured their scorn and mistreatment. But as the days went by, their abuse and mistreatment of me became more intense. Not only do they attack me with words, but they also attack me physically."
"And the climax was when with my own eyes, I saw my wife making out with another man. With a heart, she insulted me in front of that man. Slapped, pushed and spat at me there."
"As a man, I am not naive. I realised that if this continued, my life would always be oppressed. My self-respect has even been lost like an animal. Love has made me blind. Love has also made me weak. I hoped the seeds of love would grow in Julietta's heart by continuing to serve her. But I was wrong."
"They are all just taking advantage of that love. Julietta and her family had the opportunity to oppress me. In one year, they got all the chores for free through me. But now, I've decided, and I'll agree to their demands to part with Julietta. Especially after she rejected me in front of others, and again I have carried out the mandate of Grandpa Smith."
"So please help me, Elizabeth," Killian pleads.
"How can I help you, Killian? I don't have any rights against you. Especially when it comes to Julietta," Elizabeth responded, feeling motherly and confused simultaneously.
"Just pray and encourage me so I don't get worse," said a distraught Killian.
"Killian! You've been a tough guy for as long as I've known you. You don't give in easily to circumstances. That's what I've known all along. Come on! Don't continue to drown in the chaos of your household. Be strong if you want to part with Julietta. Don't hesitate anymore. I'm sure you can do it," Elizabeth tried to calm him down.
"Thank you, Elizabeth. You are my best friend. If, on another occasion, there is a respite in my life. You're the first person I'll turn to," Killian thought.
Shortly after he finished saying that, the menu they ordered came. They ate with gusto.
After some time, Killian and Elizabeth finished eating. Then they left the place after paying for the food.
Elizabeth decided to continue visiting several companies in case they needed new employees. Meanwhile, Killian went straight home to his wife's family.
***
He was arriving there. What a surprise he was when he arrived. His wife's entire extended family, including the head of the family, Granny Smith, were sitting with tense faces as if they were angry. From the looks on their faces, they were talking about something significant.
"That's the loser man," one of Julietta's cousins, Julius, shouted in a firm voice.
"How dare you come back to this house after what you did to Robert," Julietta interrupted in a high tone.
"You loser! You're such a useless piece of rubbish. Because of you, the cooperation agreed upon with the Spencer Group was ruined," Julietta's mother, Emma, shouted.
"Robert, with his influence, has cancelled the contract with our company, Smith & Co. It's all because of you!" Julius just as vehemently as Emma.
"Also, Robert intends to take you to court for mistreating him," another of Julietta's cousins said.
"But grandmother has suspended it as long as you're willing to sign a divorce agreement with Julietta," chirped Julietta's sister Christine lightly.
"You look like an animal. Are you deaf, Killian? Why are you so quiet?"
"Everyone be quiet! This is where I decide what to do with that useless son-in-law! From now on. You are no longer allowed to live in my extended family home. You have been expelled, and you are no longer needed here! Now sign your divorce agreement with my granddaughter Julietta. If you still refuse, I will throw you in jail," she threatened.
After Granny Smith finished saying that sentence, the atmosphere became silent, and no one dared to speak up. They were all waiting to see what Killian, the useless son-in-law in their family, would say.
"It looks like there's nothing I can do here to defend myself." Killian paused for a moment and looked at everyone present indifferently. "If that's what you want..." Killian suddenly stopped his sentence, making everyone present furious. "Say it quickly! What do you mean, bastard?" Julius growled. "Son of a bitch! Were you not taught good manners by your parents?" Killian said casually. "You bastard Killian. You useless son-in-law. Get out of my sight!" snapped Emma angrily. "If I leave, what about the divorce agreement? If I don't sign the agreement, then that whore is still my legal wife," Killian said with a laugh, though his heart was full of resentment. "What a loser! Whom do you mean by whore, cunt!" shouted Julietta angrily as she stepped forward, intending to slap Killian. Tap! Julietta's palm, which was ready to land on Killian's face, was caught by him efficiently. "I will never let your dirty hands touch my noble face again," Killian snapped while stomping Julietta
Meanwhile, after Killian officially left and parted ways with Julietta. Out there, Killian felt confused. He didn't know where to sleep at night. All this time, Killian had no place to stay in Birmingham other than living with Julietta's family. For over a year, Killian seemed to have lost some his memory in his head. Who was he? Where was he? And who were his parents? All of that was still a mystery to Killian. All his childhood memories had disappeared. What caused it all to happen, Killian didn't remember either. "Huh! What a tragic life I have! Where do I go from here?" murmured Killian in despair. "Should I sleep under the bridge or on this shopfront?" "In this town, I have no friends other than those who bully me." "Damn it!" he grumbled in annoyance. The clock at that moment showed almost 2 pm. Killian only realised this after he looked at his old mobile phone. No wonder his stomach had started to feel hungry again because when at the cafe, Killian ate not so much because
"That's right, Sir! The dark grey card is called the titanium card, issued by Royal Bank, a subsidiary of Consortium, which is based in one of the countries in Europe. The card can be used in approximately 1,500 companies and has been accepted in 150 countries," the woman immediately resumed speaking. "Its use is not limited to the amount of withdrawal or debit when shopping. The card can also be used for payment at millions of merchants and ATM cash withdrawals worldwide." Irene paused to take a breath, then resumed her explanation, "The second card is the black premium card. HSBC issued it. At first, it only functions as a charge card. But for the master, there is an exception. In this country, only five people hold a titanium card. One of them is you. While the black card, there are only seven people. And even then, there are different balances." "The cardholder with the highest balance is currently you," said Irene, ending her explanation. The situation then became silent for a
Then, Irene got a call from Mr Spencer to return to London immediately. So, she could not accompany her young master to take care of his bank account.But before she left Killian in the city's courtyard of the very famous Royal Bank. Irene first sent a text message to the Chairman of the Royal Bank to welcome their VVIP guest.Of course, receiving an SMS from the Spencer Group's important person, the Royal Bank's president was shocked. The man rushed downstairs to welcome their VVIP guest.But before the Chairman arrived, there was a minor incident with Killian. The man stepped in with his clothes. Killian wore worn-out jeans and a slightly shabby shirt as he needed more time to change or buy new clothes."Stop!" one of the foreign-faced security guards yelled, startling Killian. He thought Killian was a beggar."Who? Me?" replied Killian, pointing at himself."If not you, who else. You beggar. Go away!" the man snapped harshly."I'm not a beggar or whatever you think I am. I'm here b
"M-mister Piere! Are you not wrong to bow your head to this man?" asked Stella, still in disbelief. "Shut up!" Instead of an answer, she received a stern scolding. Stella was so embarrassed to have an employee who was not polite to an essential customer in front of her. Throughout his career as president and director of a well-known bank, 70% owned by the Spencer Group, where Irene worked. It was Pierre's first time he had the opportunity to meet a significant person from the Spencer Group. On top of that, today, the Spencer Group's sole heir came to visit the bank that was arguably his. He had slapped Stella's face so hard that it would probably be swollen. Her beauty is gone. With tears in her eyes, Stella still dared to come forward to complain because it was she who was yelled at instead of Killian. But before she could ask. Piere yelled at her again, which made Stella surprised. A moment later, Piere slowly said softly while holding back his anger, "Do you know who he is? He
"Mr Piere! Thank you for serving me so well," Killian praised him."I have to serve the young master in the Spencer family. In the future, whenever and wherever you need me, then I will always be ready for you," replied Piere, happy to be praised by his VVIP guest."I wanted to invite you to dine together at Adam's Restaurant, if you don't mind," Piere tried to attract Killian's attention by inviting him to eat.It was an opportunity to get to know the big, powerful man of the giant Spencer Group. By getting close to the heir, one's social standing and status will rise. It was his chance. Piere unleashed his little thoughts.After all, the Spencer Group owned the bank he worked for all these times. Being able to seek attention, and serve Killian, would make his life more advanced and influential."There is a favour and a return, a purpose and a goal." That was their principle."Thank you for the invitation, Mr Piere. But for now, I can't. Maybe I will make it up next time," Killian de
"How is it, sir? Are you interested?" the saleswoman asked, still excited."How should I do? It's a nice car, but I don't have that much money. I only have 920,000 euros left in my savings; there’s no way I can afford such an expensive car," the man thought anxiously."Leona! Let's look at the other car first. I think that car over there is better than that one," he reasoned.While grumbling, the young woman, Leona, moved towards the other car her partner mentioned. When she passed Killian, her frustration grew."What are you looking at, you hooligan? Ptooey!" she scolded while spitting at Killian.He was getting insulted like that. Killian was angry and wanted to throw his hands at the bold woman, but he held back as much as possible.The man beside the woman was also silent. But when he saw Killian's hands clenched. The man became angry."What kind of person are you? You only dare to hit women. If you want to hit her, come and fight me," he said sarcastically.Unable to vent his ang
Bang! "T-this can't be. How did it happen? W-who exactly are you?" asked Hugo, trembling. "No way! No way! It must be a mistake," said the showroom saleswoman with her body starting to sweat. "The machine must be broken. It can't be right," chirped another. On the other hand, Jessica was not so surprised but was stunned and gawked. She knew from the start that the card Killian showed her was not just any card. So after being proven, it turned out to be true. "This is my chance to get close to him, but can he forgive me?" Jessica thought to herself. "S-Sir, if I may know, who am I currently dealing with?" Hugo is already starting to be respectful to Killian. "Doesn't the card have my account name on it? As well as some brief personal details. You certainly know who I am," Killian responded. "Yes. Sir is right. Come, Sir, I will serve you in my private room," he said modestly, trying to curry favour. "No need. You take care of the necessary car papers. I'll be ten minutes. I'm i