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
Narendra could not believe what was happening to him, "Glenn, you-" "The evidence that I have is all complete and all of this is thanks to the help of your favorite brother. Besides that, Uncle Satria happened to have surrendered himself this morning so it's better now that you don't have to fight back. again because you're done," said Glenn with such joy. Narendra of course rebelled and managed to get away from the two policemen who were holding his arms. The young man then immediately pulled Glenn towards him and then took out a real knife which he had hidden in his coat pocket. Glenn of course never expected that to happen. He thought he had prepared for the worst, but in fact he still forgot something, so now he had to face Narendra's anger, which he shouldn't have to face. Dewa and Alexander who were there suddenly ordered their men to save Glenn but Glenn asked them to back off because Narendra had brought the knife close to his neck. "Wow! You think I'm so stupid that I di
"Gosh, you really scared her," said Glenn, who couldn't sleep, let alone heard when the person in his room was still colotting as if he wasn't there. Clarita turned to the man who had opened her eyes fully. "Uncle, Uncle must be bothered by our voices huh?" Glenn smiled faintly and responded, "Ah, Clarita. You really are very sensitive, unlike your stupid father." Alexander was a bit offended but he let his best friend talk like that. "Are you really all right?" asked Dewa, there was anxiety that was so clearly visible in the eyes of Glenn's best friend. "Are you crazy or what? I just got shot in the stomach and you're telling me I'm okay? A gunshot wound can't possibly heal in just a few hours right?" grumbled Glenn. Alexander laughed grimacing listening to Glenn's babbling to Dewa, he was really very satisfied with Glenn's scolding. "Well, it seems because you have spoken coldly and sarcastically like That, you must be quite healthy. So now what? What do you want to do now?"
Narendra chuckled at his father with a disapproving look. The man didn't even cover up if maybe he thought his father was quite stupid for not really listening to the story properly. Narendra took a deep breath before responding, "Father, didn't you listen to my story well?" Satria was wide-eyed but he replied to his son's question, "Listen. The bullet missed slightly but hit Glenn. Right?" "Hm, that's true. He said the bullet hit Glenn's stomach and not his heart so maybe he's still alive or he could be dying. I don't know, I don't know. My men are still looking for him in all the hospitals in Jakarta. And I'm pretty sure he will be found soon," said Narendra so happy. Satria nodded in understanding. "If you have found him, what will you do with him?" Narendra narrowed his eyes, showing his father his devilish smile. "Father, do you still have to ask me what should I do now?" "Of course to finish him off. I will never let him live again. There will be no name 'Return of the He
Alexander and Dewa realized that there was still a young girl listening to their conversation which was quite dangerous and not suitable for her to hear. Dewa immediately said, "Oh, Honey. Sorry, this conversation is not suitable for you to hear. Ah, Alex. Let's postpone this conversation instead of your daughter having to hear something like that." Clarita actually didn't want to give up just like that but seeing the two grown men didn't want to continue their conversation regarding the issue of revenge, she couldn't ask anymore either. "Would you like a drink or maybe a snack?" Alexander offered. Clarita immediately shook her head. "How can I possibly eat in a situation like this? Come on Dad, I'm not a cold-blooded girl who doesn't care about situations and conditions." Alexander winced hearing his daughter's words that shook him so much. Dewa himself couldn't help laughing but he then kept insisting, "Want me to buy something? Either way you still have to eat here. You also
The bodyguard was very forced to finally answer back, "Mr. Alex is fine and fine but Mr. Glenn has just been shot because he was attacked." Clarita immediately covered her mouth in shock. It's unbelievable, it's just impossible that a man as strong as Glenn could get shot and now his life was in danger in the hospital. Clarita was silent for a moment confused on what she should do next. However, she certainly couldn't just sit there so she decided, "I'm going to the hospital." The bodyguard of course immediately replied, "No, Miss. Mr. Alexander asked you to stay at home and do nothing. Actually it was Mr. Alex who was attacked but Mr. Glenn came to save him so that Mr. Glenn was hit instead." "Yes, Miss. It's still very dangerous out there and we also don't know if the assailant will be looking for Miss because you are Mr. Alexander's only daughter and his only relative too.” Clarita shook her head firmly, “I want to see how my father is and also Uncle Glenn. I can't just sit he
Ken, Alexander Barata's driver, immediately drove his car faster and tried to avoid the 3 cars that were chasing them. Alexander started to get tense and then immediately contacted Glenn quickly. He was really very lucky because only in the first of his calls was answered by Glenn. "Why are you-" "Send backup now, Glenn! I'm being chased!" said Alexander in a panicked voice. Glenn who was sitting on the roof immediately stood up and said in a panicked tone, "Where are you?" "Ah, don't worry. I know. Hold on a minute!" Glenn said. Glenn immediately opened his app and ordered quickly, "Take Alexander!" Several of his men who were on alert immediately took their respective positions and Glen got into one of the cars. Meanwhile, Alexander was still being chased and was almost hit by a gunshot when one of the people in the left car fired a shot. Ken said anxiously, "Are you all right, sir?" "I'm fine. Just focus on driving! Avoid it as much as possible. Glenn is already on his way
"Father is not the biological brother of Uncle Andi," said Arnold. Narendra looked at his brothe with a surprised look but he still looked so confused. Arnold watched his brother's expression that showed no surprise there. He began to think far and wide, "Ah, so you also know about this problem? But why are you just silent?" Narendra asked, "How did you know about this matter?" Arnold flashed a smile to his older brother. "It doesn't matter how I know but the fact that you know it too is enough to make me wonder." "What now?" asked Narendra lazily. "Still asking why? This makes us even more so that we don't have any rights over that treasure. Brother, we are not related by blood to the Glenn family. Can you just return everything that doesn't belong to you to Glenn? Don't you feel the slightest bit strange when you do anything to property that doesn't belong to you?" Narendra sneered, "Okay, we don't have blood relations with them, but we have contributed to making the company g
That fact hit Satria so hard. He was no longer able to move anymore or defend his youngest son. Narendra saw his father who could not answer what he said made him even more determined to teach his younger brother a lesson. "It's better that you don't have to get involved in this matter. Let me solve it," said Narendra. Satria could only stay silent on the living room sofa, absorbing everything that was happening in his life. Suddenly he got up from his seat and walked towards a warehouse located outside the room. The shed was separated from the main house so he had to walk there alone and forbade all of Narendra's men to accompany him. As soon as he entered the warehouse, he immediately walked closer to an object covered by a large white cloth. Immediately he took the cloth covering a large frame. He then sat in front of the frame with a face that looked very, very tired. He began to monologue, "Bro, is this all your revenge for what I have done to your family?" He couldn't calm
"What are you talking about? Of course I like it," Clarita said, looking at her father with a surprised look. Alexander narrowed his eyes again and looked at his daughter with a confused look, "Wait a minute, kid. What I mean is liking like a woman likes a man. Like that. You're not like what I meant, right?" Clarita's eyes widened so perfectly after she heard her father's words. He was at a loss for words for a moment and then quickly replied to his father, "You mean, couple love? Oh my, Dad. Come on. I think of him as I think of Dad. He's just like my second parent." Hearing his daughter's words, Alexander actually breathed a sigh of relief. He laughed silly and then poured a drink that he did not know the name of it. A typical South Korean drink that tasted sweet and sour was enough to refresh the throat. Alexander then smiled at the daughter, "I am really relieved now. There is nothing for you to worry about anymore." "So what were you worried about before?" she asked. Alexand