***** In the manager’s beautiful, professional, and extravagant office. Mark’s mouth couldn’t help but widen, looking at the high stacks of account ledgers that were placed on the table before him to go through. ‘This…’ He gazed gradually from the bottom to the top of the stacks with his mouth getting further agape, then he finally shifted his attention to the manager, who presently stood before him with his head bowed in a gesture of respect. Mark could not help but smile wryly after a few seconds, wondering why he had chosen a time like this to come for the documents. Mark, who had no prior experience in business ownership, had naively believed that once he finished signing all the necessary documents, he would be free to go where he had planned. He had never expected this. After a moment of feeling helpless, he gingerly lifted one of the ledgers, intending just to glance through it before returning it. However, the instant he opened the book, Mark's perception and brain clic
*****At the same time that Mark was leaving the hotel, in a dark underground building, with no illumination other than one that was mounted upon a human figure, who has his arms and legs tied separated in mid-air, making him form the X-shape, a group of three people, who are composed of one middle-aged woman, and one beautiful woman who looked to be in her late thirties were standing before the figure right now.“Will you talk now?”The middle-aged man, who appeared to be the leader of this group abruptly spoke in a voice that was filled to the brim with killing intent and coldness.As soon as this question was heard, the figure that was tied, who looked to have been tortured to the point of being unable to move any more slowly opened his extremely heavy eyes that seemed to be on the verge of losing all vitality, then he opened his mouth as well.“I… I… swear. The… the poison that I gave you to apply to the old master is the slow death poison that can never be detected and treat
*****Back in the president’s suite where Mark, his mother, and sister were staying.No sooner had Mark stepped out that evening to attend the banquet he was invited to than his mother informed his sister who was engrossed in watching her beloved K-drama series that she previously lacked the time, money, and a television to watch, that she intended to retire to their room.Without thinking much, Dami grumbled at why her mother couldn’t enjoy a good movie instead of going to quickly sleep when it wasn’t night yet, but her mother merely smiled wryly as she left.Unknown to her, however, their mother wasn’t going to rest as she had claimed, instead, she was going to ponder about something.As soon as she got into the room that was of high quality and only slightly below the room that was occupied by Mark, she began to walk aimlessly around the room with a constantly changing face.As she had told Mark to leave his phone behind, the reason not known to Mark, she also subconsciously
*****“Father please I need your help! Anything at all! Please! My children, your grandchildren are now homeless, and they’ve known nothing but suffering all their lives! Please! Just a small apartment where I could slowly pay back in the future will do!”Mark's mother spoke rapidly, acting as though she was eating something incredibly hot without pausing or punctuating her words.It was as if she was fearing that she might lose the courage to convey her purpose for calling if she ever stopped even for a moment.Once she had finished explaining her purpose, however, a prolonged silence that made her feel a great discomfort followed. She waited patiently, but no response came. This led her to suspect that her father had disconnected the call.Just as she was on the verge of checking the cell phone’s screen, to ascertain her thoughts, though, a burst of hysterical laughter echoed through the cell phone.“Kakakakakaka!!!”The laughter wasn’t only long, it was loud as hell and fi
***** “That stupid and useless wretch actually dares to hang the call on me?! What the audacity? How dare she?!” At this moment, an aged man, who was radiating nothing, but strength, power, and authority was consumed with intense fury. He paced about, his body emitting a strong killing intent that could make anybody die from fear. He began to puff heavily, feeling like going on a killing spree. The old man with grey hair was Mark’s grandfather, Maria’s father. He had never liked Maria since the beginning of time, instead, all his love had always been toward her stepbrothers and stepsister. He had mostly always acted indifferent toward her and would never praise her, no matter how many positive things she had contributed to the family or how much she worked for its growth. The hatred and intense disgust towards her began when Maria declined to marry the man of his choice. The man he believed would have elevated his family to a position of great power and prestige in the co
***** “Who are you, and why are you on the property of the Jackson family?” Mark, who had been standing in confusion in front of an incredibly tall and massive black gate, was suddenly startled back to his senses. He quickly looked around, trying to search for the source of the sound, but no, he saw nothing. “Brat, are you deaf or what? What are you looking for?” Mark, “_” He couldn’t help but suddenly frown slightly after a second of blankness, but then he sighed. “I’m here for the banquet of the old master of the Jackson family,” he said calmly, finally locating a tiny sound system, where the rude voice that was speaking to him had originated. The sound system was incredibly small, but Mark was amazed by its quality, projecting sound in a way that one would think was coming directly from the speaker and not from a projector. After Mark’s slight amazement, he waited for a response to his words, but he saw and heard none coming. This silence, however, persisted for several
***** Immediately following the echo of the abrupt voice, silence enveloped the area outside the gate. It was so profound that one could hear a pin drop. A moment later, the few people present there shifted their vacant stares toward the direction from which the scornful voice, which was filled to the brim with disbelief, emanated. In the luxurious car parked outside the gate, the driver, a short middle-aged man, turned his blank gaze towards the rear. His mouth hung open in bewilderment for a prolonged moment the next second, until... “You little troublemaker. Haven't we made a conclusion before we left home to do our utmost to avoid causing any disturbances here today?!” The short man emitted a low growl, barely audible to the person seated in the back seat of the car, looking completely helpless and frustrated. Upon hearing his father's voice and sensing his deep concern, Gab directly understood his fear, which was that he might have offended someone he shouldn't have offende
***** Back at the gate. After driving Mark away, although the rude security guard did not feel entirely satisfied that he wasn't able to fulfill his desire to oppress and break a few of his limbs as he had intended, he still felt invigorated. It was as if he had just taken a refreshing, cold bath after enduring days of scorching heat and dirt. “When last had it been since I was able to use my power as a security guard to this level of satisfaction? The feeling is so great and amazing!” As though he had just achieved something great, the rude security guard still sighed with contentment, still standing before the gate and looking through the rectangular window on it. “I’ve always been respectful to every single person I come across ever since I began to work as the security guard of this estate, because a single word from any of them could ruin my entire life completely, but tonight, I finally managed to slightly curb my hunger of using my power... but how much I so much wish for