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Chapter 3: Shocking News
Author: Zila Aicha
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"Glenn, we've talked about this many times before." Amelia looked at her son sadly. 

"Then don't try to boss me again! You have no right," Glenn said flatly. 

Amelia took a deep breath, "I know you hate me a lot but at least-"

"It's good that you know," Glenn interrupted casually. 

"GLENN!" A loud scream suddenly sounded there. 

Glenn just turned his head disinterestedly. "Wow, daddy's coming home quickly!" Glenn said.

"What a surprise!" he continued.

Andi walked over followed by Edgar behind him, "How long are you going to be so impudent like this?"

"How impudent? Oh, I know. Dad was angry because I used the 12 billion. Is that so?"

"No. It's not about the numbers, Glenn."

"So what?" Glenn asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"You've wasted money on useless things," Andi replied. 

Glenn smiled, "That's very useful, Dad. Didn't Mom and Dad work hard all this time on this?" 

Andi and Amelia were silent. 

"Since I was little, Mom and Dad worked until they forgot about me to make me live comfortably. Then, why are you protesting now? Is this what you want?" Glenn said, looking icy cold at his parents. 

Andi said, "Glenn, you're not a kid anymore. Why are you still bringing this up?" 

Glenn ran his fingers through his hair, "I'm not trying to bring it up. What I'm trying to say is, I'm like this because of you alone. So, stop messing with my life!" 

"You-"

"You make me like this. You are the cause, this is the result of your upbringing. Oh, I was wrong. You two never educated me. Hm, so how-"

Andi slapped Glenn.

"Andi!" Amelia shouted in shock, she immediately walked towards her son but Glenn quickly backed away.

Amelia stopped moving, stared intently at the son who seemed to be keeping a distance from her.

"Why, Dad? You do not accept if you have a son like me? If that's the case, why didn't you just throw me away when I was little?" Glenn challenged.

Andi raised his hand again, but Amelia quickly prevented her husband. She shook her head at him. Andi's eyes turned red, indicating anger and disappointment at her son.

Glenn smiled wryly, "Is that what you can do as a parent? Beat his son without wanting to know why his son did something?"

Andi didn't answer, anger still overpowered him.

Glenn said again, "You both want to have a perfect son but you yourself don't try to be good parents. You two make me want to laugh."

"GO!" Andi suddenly pushed away.

Glenn laughed softly, "Yesterday you asked me to stay here and now you are kicking me out?"

Glenn clapped his hands as if he had just received a present.

Andi turned his eyes to his son. His anger got worse.

Glenn said casually again, "Okay, then I'll be going."

"Glenn!" Amelia called softly.

"Good night, Mom!" Glenn said before disappearing from his extended family's house again. 

Since that night, Glenn had not been seen at the Brawijaya Corporation and had never returned to the big house for three days. 

Amelia Brawijaya looked so worried when she was packing her things. "Are you sure you don't try to find him again?" 

"Why I have to look for him? Just let him go. If he really wants to go home, he will come home." 

"Stop being stubborn, Dear!" Amelia said, annoyed. 

She closed her big suitcase and asked the maid to remove it from before her. 

"That impudent child who is stubborn. He is always like that. Bringing up what happened in the past, is so childish." 

"How about you? You are the same, Dear. You have never given up on your son at all," Amelia explained.

Andy didn't answer.

 Amelia sighed, before speaking again, "We're guilty. We're too busy to have time for him." 

Andi folded the newspaper, "That's for his sake too, Darling. But how can that boy understand? All he thinks about is the bad things. He never thinks about the good things he will get after we succeed." 

Amelia looked down, "If time could be turned back, I would definitely prefer to be with him." 

"What nonsense are you talking about? If we didn't try hard at that time, how could we be as successful as we are today? How could that kid spend billions of rupiah in a day so easily? Haven't you thought about that?" 

Amelia fell silent, feeling so useless talking to her husband. It will still spin in the same place, never grow. 

"If left alone, how will he lead this company in the future?" Amelia said deeply. 

Andi rubbed his face, "Let's think about it after we come back from Japan." 

***

"You don't want to go home, Glenn?" Zayn asked who was accompanying Glenn at a nightclub. 

"No." 

Zayn replied, "How long are you going to be?" 

"Until my mom and dad arrived in Japan." 

Glenn glanced at his phone again, "Oh, they should be there by now." 

Zayn frowned. "Any event there?" 

"Yes. There's an invitation to a colleague's daughter's wedding." 

"You're not coming?" 

Glenn chuckled, "For what? What's the significance of that event?" 

"Of course it's important. It can usually be used to build business relationships, Glenn. God, how did you not know about that?" Zayn said in disbelief.

Glenn replied casually, "It's none of my business."

"How could it not be any of your business? You are the heir of Brawijaya Corporation. You have to understand these kinds of things," Zayn explained in disbelief.

Glenn laughed. "I don't care."

Zayn shook his head, "You're crazy!"

Glenn's cellphone suddenly vibrated. He glanced at his cellphone and was a little surprised when he saw who was calling him. He rushed out of the crowd and out of the club only then did he pick up the call.

"Hello, what's wrong, cousin? Why don't you pick up your phone earlier?" Arnold shouted. 

Glenn took the phone away from his ear for a moment before he brought it back to his ear. 

"So what?" 

"Gosh. You really didn't read my message, did you?" 

"Message?" Glenn said confused. 

He immediately opened his cellphone application and was surprised to see dozens of messages from different people. 

He opened the message from Arnold. His eyes widened instantly. His phone almost fell out of his hand, "You're kidding, right?" 

"What do you mean? How could I be joking?" 

"You mean my mom and dad really had a plane crash?" 

"Yes. They-"

Glenn cut the call and headed straight for the airport at top speed. He ran towards the information center which was full of people. Confusion had swept over him. 

"Young master." 

Glenn turned his head quickly. He then grabbed the person by the collar, "Say it if it's not true!" 

Edgar was silent. "SAY IT!" 

The man was still silent, not wanting to answer. 

Glenn said with a look of disbelief in his eyes, "How could they have an accident? They were on a private jet. This is impossible. IMPOSSIBLE!"

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