Glenn walked yawning into the Gardenia Hills apartment. When he arrived in front of the building with dozens of floors, he suddenly remembered his father's wish when he intended to build an apartment. "You left before that happened, Dad. How come you never keep your word?" Glenn muttered under his breath. His chest tightened every time he thought of the figures of his parents, mixed. Besides feeling regret that their relationship was bad before they left, Glenn was also angry because he couldn't do anything for the sake of both of them. "But I will take it all back soon, Father, Mother," the young man said before he stepped into the apartment area. He was immediately greeted by Alexander who was wearing his luxurious pajamas. "S and R. Two hundred million," Glenn muttered as he threw himself onto the soda. Alexander slightly gawked when Glenn mentioned the best quality brand of dark blue pajamas made of satin, "You know what?" Glenn said, "More than you know. What I don't
Glenn grinned widely, so satisfied to see Mike had given up on him. He thought that at least he could work in the restaurant in peace without any more disturbances. Even though he was sure that a person like Mike would not be able to change, he was quite satisfied with making that person not attack him for some time to come. As soon as his business was finished at Alexander Barata's restaurant, Glenn immediately returned to the apartment to discuss the auction issue that would be held tomorrow. Alexander, who was indeed waiting for Glenn's arrival, immediately asked quickly, "So, what should I do at the auction?" Glenn smiled briefly, "You look like you can't wait to get there." "Yes, I have to admit, I'm really curious who will succeed in getting the television station owned by your family," Alexander said honestly. Glen nodded, "I will get the television station." "Huh?" "More precisely, you will get the television station is for me," Glenn said, clarifying his words.
The next day, Glenn accompanied Alexander to the auction. Before Alexander got out of his luxury car, Glenn said, "Get that for me!" The words sounded like an order to Alexander, but he didn't mind at all. He answered confidently, "Glenn, I am Alexander Barata, I can't possibly be defeated so easily. I will definitely get it." Glenn nodded confidently and then patted Alexander on the back which immediately received a sharp glare from Alexander. He protested, "I look like a horse asked to run." Glenn raised an eyebrow in response. "Oh, yes. You can listen to all your conversations through the monitor and also the earphones," Alexander said. Glenn snorted loudly and replied, "Do you think I'm an idiot that you repeat that over and over again?" Alexander chuckled then immediately got out of the car and rushed to the hall where the event would take place. The atmosphere of the building was quite lively, already filled with a number of businessmen who wanted to own one of the
"To Brawijaya TV 1, which has given us much money," Satria said, raising his luxurious glass cup filled with intoxicating drink. Narendra also raised his glass and replied, "To Alexander Barata who has given us money for free." Astuti Brawijaya, who didn't drink, also clapped her hands, "You are indeed great, Ren. I am very proud that you can come up with an idea like this." "Of course, Mom. I have to rack my brain to make more of Uncle Andi's wealth. We can't just manage it. Because we also don't know how long we can benefit from the company, so it's better if we sell it now, right when the value is still high." Narendra explained as if his idea was indeed a brilliant idea. Satria Brawijaya nodded. He initially did not approve of his son's idea but when Narendra explained about the benefits they could get then he had no reason to refuse what his eldest son wanted to do. However, their joy didn't last long because suddenly one of their other family members arrived there lookin
After getting the victory which he said was the beginning of his awakening, Glenn returned to his job as a waiter at Alexander Barata's restaurant. He lived his days as usual and continued to study his father's businesses after he finished his assignments. He really felt at peace because there were no disturbances that came to him. However, it seemed that his calm did not last long. Because, unexpectedly, the person he least wanted to meet in the world was suddenly standing in front of the restaurant where he was currently working. From behind the glass, Glenn could see the looks of disdain given by Narendra who came with his friends. One of them was Zayn, his best friend who he once trusted so much. But it was obvious that his former best friend did not dare to look at him. Glenn initially didn't want to serve Narendra and his friends, but saw that none of the servants were free, so he was forced to serve the cousin he hated. "Good afternoon, how can I help you?" Glenn asked,
Narendra again asked, "What do you mean?" "Please wait a moment!" Indy said and she typed something on her keyboard then turned a monitor upside down so Narendra and his people could see. Indy said again, "Here it is, sir. Please. You can see everything. This is the CCTV that recorded all the events in our restaurant." Narendra and Kris exchanged glances but then started to see a video that Indy was playing. Glenn himself didn't watch and just kept silent. In the video, it's very clear that it was Kris who tripped Glenn, not Glenn who tripped himself on purpose. As soon as he found out he was caught on camera, Kris remained silent. Narendra also had no way to refute it. "So that's clear, Sir. It's not our employees who are at fault, but this gentleman who deliberately tripped up our employees," Indy said calmly. Narendra glanced at Kris and the quick-witted man said, "Hmm, okay. I'll compensate." "Oh, no need, Sir. But maybe you can do something to make up for it," Indy s
"What nonsense did you just say, Glenn?" Narendra replied, looking annoyed. Glenn smiled again, "Nonsense that could make you uneasy." Narendra was a little surprised to hear that but he managed to regulate his emotions again and said, "You can dream as much as you want, Glenn. But, unfortunately, everything you are imagining will never happen. The treasure that was taken from you will definitely never return to you." Glenn's smile disappeared, now it was Narendra's turn to grin, "You are just an ant fighting an elephant, Glenn. You will never win. You are very wrong if you think I am afraid of you." "Elephants are never afraid of ants that will die in one step," he continued. Glenn, who had been at a loss for words, suddenly replied, "An ant can win if it is helped by its friends, Ren. An elephant can die if it is surrounded by ants." Narendra was stunned. Really, he did not understand the meaning of the sentence spoken by Glenn. Even when Glenn said, "Good evening Mr. Nar
"Who do you mean, Dad?" Narendra asked with a questioning look. Satria sighed, but didn't answer Narendra's question. "What do you mean Edgar? Uncle Andi's confidant?" Narendra guessed. Satria clicked his tongue, "Edgar is in prison, how can he help Glenn? Definitely not him." Narendra thought again, before saying, "Could it be the maid, Father? Fero, Glenn's personal assistant?" Satria shook his head, looking at his son who disappointed him by throwing out two names that he thought were impossible to help Glenn. "No, Dad?" "Of course not. Fero, you mean just a meaningless sewer rat. How could you think it was him?" Satria said in disbelief. Narendra looked embarrassed and finally fell silent. Satria continued, "Fero, Edgar or the maid, Glenn's old bodyguard obviously couldn't possibly help him. Their space for movement was limited and Father always ordered someone to watch over them." Narendra no longer tried to think of another name because he thought it was usele