Steve intended to make Phoenix Villa their home and host their wedding reception there with Intan. But that dream was short-lived.
“It’s been a while; you look well, Mr. Steve,” greeted Daniel.
“Hahaha… you’re as friendly as ever. I’m in good shape thanks to regular exercise. I took your advice and built a futsal court in my villa’s backyard.”
“It’s rare for you to drop by unannounced. Is there a particular reason, sir?” Daniel asked.
Mr. Steve and his wife took a seat in front of Phoenix Villa, while Intan waited by the car with her younger sister. As usual, Intan looked elegant in her maroon gown, flanked by four bodyguards in two Jeeps.
As Daniel had mentioned, every billionaire who came here was escorted by at least three bodyguards.
Daniel began to worry that Steve Rockshaw intended to buy Phoenix Villa, as it had just been purchased by one of the most prominent me
Seeing an opportunity, Daniel took advantage of the situation. As a former top sales executive in the country, his marketing instincts kicked in when he saw Steve Rockshaw’s determination to buy Phoenix Villa.“Apologies, ma’am, sir, but I cannot reveal that information. I was entrusted to keep it confidential. However, I do have one other villa that’s equally luxurious to Phoenix, located across the property.”Heaven Garden had two ultra-luxurious villas, both priced far above any other villas in the city center.Besides Phoenix, there was another villa called Drago, just as opulent as Phoenix.The difference lay in the materials used: Phoenix featured imported marble, while Drago had regular marble. The views also differed slightly, with Phoenix’s third floor facing the ocean and Drago’s overlooking the main road. The popularity of Phoenix overshadowed Drago, even though their prices were close.“We
That night, Andre headed alone to a popular karaoke club. Besides working there, he also held a day job as a janitor for a multinational company in JC city.Andre’s work at the club was fairly simple. He’d patrol the karaoke area, standing by in case any of the female staff or patrons caused trouble. In crude terms, he acted as head of security, or rather, the owner’s “guard dog” at Majesty Karaoke.“Finally, you’re back,” hissed a woman. In her right hand were two empty glasses she’d just collected from a customer’s table. “It’s been a while... around two weeks, I think.”That voice...Andre didn’t turn immediately. He knew the octave of each note by heart. Gradually, a hand touched his shoulder and slid down to his chest, prompting him to turn.“Mira, is that you?” Andre was, as always, captivated by the girl’s charm.She had an ideal, hou
Mira was astonished—Andre had just taken down Mr. Koeman’s notorious bodyguard, a brutal and arrogant man, undefeated by any security staff at Majesty Karaoke. Even more surprising was that it took only a single punch!“Vino, you idiot! How could you go down so easily? D-damn it, now I’ll have to handle this punk myself!”Mr. Koeman swung at him, but his punch was slow. He was too heavy to fight someone like Andre.“Let go! Or else…”“What? Fire me? Watch your mouth! You’re the one who should be fired, you vile supervisor who harasses his own employees!” Andre positioned himself protectively in front of Mira, ready in case Mr. Koeman tried to slap her.The commotion was overheard by several customers, and eventually reached the ears of Majesty Karaoke’s executive director.Clara, personal assistant to Mr. Nanang Robby, the director, hurried over to Andre and pulled his
Mr. Koeman was about to throw a glass bottle shard at Mira, but Andre intercepted him with a punch squarely to the left cheek, knocking out one of Mr. Koeman’s teeth.Naturally, this only enraged Mr. Koeman further.“You bastard! Fine, I’m done with you—but pay the five hundred million I asked for first. After that, you can do whatever you want with Mira—take her to a hotel, enjoy her however you like. I just want the money!”“Please, Andre, stop. This is my problem; let me handle it! I can take care of myself!”“Quiet!” Andre shouted at Mira, his eyes blazing with an aura of the War God, striking terror into those around him.Hearing this, Mr. Koeman grew more confident, certain he’d win. After all, what could a security officer do to come up with that much money? In this country’s brutal reality, those with money and power ruled.“Andre… where are you goin
“Please, don’t fire me… I beg you. I have a wife and two kids in college. I need money to build a business for my children’s future.” Mr. Nanang Robby began to kneel.But unlike Mr. Nanang Robby, Mr. Koeman was still hesitant, until Andre stepped in and struck him on the upper right shoulder with a blow that sounded like cracking bone.“This is more than enough. The matter is settled. I don’t care—if they’re still here, I won’t hesitate to buy Majesty Karaoke and treat you like a lapdog!” Andre left without a shred of mercy.After resolving the issues at Majesty Karaoke, Andre didn’t return to headquarters right away. He felt that his work obligations had been dealt with sufficiently. One more task remained before he could be truly free from the things that had bound him during his memory loss.As midnight approached two o’clock, just before Andre left the club, he saw Mira sit
Andre knew that in Stella and Intan’s social circles, wealth and appearance were valued over loyalty or kindness.He no longer questioned what was wrong with people like them; after nearly a year of being Intan Randana’s degraded and disregarded husband, he was done tolerating it.“You all talk about money, money, and money every day. Don’t you get tired of it?” Andre asked.“Oh, the trash dares to speak,” Stella said, nudging her friends one by one.“It’s satisfying to see you left to wander around homeless after Intan dumped you.”“Oh, Stella,” said Angelina, one of the most outspoken in Stella’s circle. “I heard your cousin immediately found a new boyfriend. They’re planning a grand wedding. Her new guy is from a respected family.”“His name is Steve, from the Rockshaw Family,” Stella added.“Wow, the Rockshaw Family. J
Plash!A bucket of water was poured on Andre, a handsome, well-built man who was mopping the floor of the Randana family's luxurious villa.Martha, Andre's mother-in-law, forced him to divorce Intan. "How many times have I told you, sign the divorce papers quickly! You're a hooligan, you don't deserve to be the son-in-law of the Randana’s family!""Divorce? What? I won't divorce Intan even if I die!" Andre snapped at Martha because he had to get hundreds of millions of money for the medical expenses of Suci, his foster mother, who was suffering from an internal disease."Intan, look at your contract husband! How dare he defy Mama's words!" Martha's voice was like a bolt of lightning.Andre looked back, not expecting Intan to be watching their argument from the living room. Without further ado, Intan walked over and slapped Andre three times.Plak!Plak!Plak!"Heh, you're living here, you contract husband! I'll tell you again, if you mess with Mama, I won't hesitate to tear up that co
Intan saw Andre talking to a woman. Her anger was provoked. If people in the office knew Andre was talking to someone other than himself, it would become the hottest gossip in the office.People in the office knew that Andre and Intan were husband and wife, although they didn't know that their marriage was only a contract marriage."Damn Andre, how could he talk to a girl in the office parking lot! Dih, poor guy is still spreading charm." Intan grumbled in annoyance. Her face began to turn red, her hand couldn't wait to land a slap on Andre's left cheek.Intan walked away without saying anything. Andre tried to say hello to Intan, but she quickly got into the car and closed the door loudly.Brak!Andre gasped. It turns out that being a contract husband is not as easy as he imagined."What's wrong with you?" Andre tried to ask gently, but Intan wouldn't answer.On the one hand, Intan was very happy to catch Andre talking to another woman, which she could use as a strong reason to divor