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
"Because I believe in Glenn," Arnold replied. Zayn sighed, "Then good luck." Arnold smiled faintly in response to Zayn's words. About three hours after meeting Zayn, Arnold drove his car to the restaurant Zayn mentioned. He parked his car right in front of the restaurant and was seen observing everything that was going on inside from the outside. "Where is he?" he muttered that had not yet found his cousin's whereabouts. When not satisfied with the results of his observations, Arnold decided to go down and enter the fast food restaurant. He took a seat at the edge so he could have a look. "Beef steak," he said when a waiter asked for his order. He stuck his head out and looked in all directions but couldn't find Glenn. After 10 minutes, his order came and he impatiently asked, "Is there a waiter named Glenn here?" The waiter asked by Arnold is Mike. "Sorry, Sir. No," the man replied. Arnold shook his head, "No way. He definitely works here." "But there really isn't
Glenn walked closer to the table where his cousin was sitting. Arnold smiled nervously as Glenn pulled up his chair and sat down without facing him. "Hello," Arnold greeted, still smiling oddly. Glenn smiled back confusedly, "Hello, you say?" Arnold swallowed hard. Seeing the nervousness that was so obvious in Arnold's eyes as well as his movements, Glenn asked, "Are there no other words you would like to say apart from that one word?" Arnold held his glass to get rid of his nervousness that just couldn't go away. "I'm sorry. Sorry I couldn't see you until now." Arnold said it without daring to look at his cousin. Glenn sighed, "The word 'sorry' isn't something I want to hear." Arnold worked up the courage to raise his head, "But that's what I have to say because of the guilt that's haunting me." Arnold stared at Glenn with shocked eyes. Glenn's flawless face was gone. In fact, there are scars and pimples scattered all over his face. He actually had a little trouble r
Arnold struggled to free himself from the person who had put him in the foreign car. "Let me go!" the man said as he began to be overcome by panic. "Please calm down, Master Arnold!" one of the people holding his right hand said. Arnold was of course surprised and immediately said, "Who the hell are you guys?" "Sorry sir. We just-" "Shh!" one admonished his colleague for not answering Arnold's question. The young man became even more curious. But because he knew that it was impossible for him to get an answer to his question, he chose to remain silent. He scanned the street and now realized where he was being taken. He took a deep breath when he found out. When he arrived at a luxurious house which belonged to the Brawijaya family, who was none other than his own family, he was forced to go down. "So, who actually ordered you guys? My father or my brother?" Arnold asked who was starting to lose his temper. "Me." Arnold quickly turned towards the sound and saw his old
"You and your way of thinking which I think is very funny, Bro." Arnold was still laughing though not too loudly. Narendra gritted his teeth, exasperated. "What's so funny? You and I are of the same blood. What's wrong with supporting your sibling?" Arnold took a deep breath, looked seriously at his older brother before saying again, "There's nothing wrong with that. You really have to support each other, bro." Not believing what he had just heard, Narendra said, "I know you will understand what I mean. That's how it should be, Arnold." Arnold moistened his lips, "But Glenn is also related to us by blood, Bro. Don't you realize that?" Suddenly, Narendra's smile disappeared again, leaving no trace. "Glenn? You're bringing up Glenn's name again? What for? He's not-" "Uncle Andi is our father's older brother, Bro. Shouldn't a dad think twice before making his own brother's son suffer?” Arnold said without holding back. “He's suffering of his own accord, Nold. Why do you a