"The jet suddenly experienced interference and crashed not far from the airport, Young Master. Right now, the evacuation is being carried out," Edgar said quietly.
Glenn laughed. "You think I will believe what you just said?" Edgar looked down deeply. Glenn repeatedly muttered he couldn't believe it but when he watched the live broadcast of the news, he could no longer escape the reality. It was clear in the news that the private jet carrying his parents and some of the crew had been found and the bodies had been successfully evacuated. "Young Master," Edgar called. Glenn was at a loss for words. But he still dragged himself to that location and witnessed the bodies of his parents with his own eyes. "Prepare the funeral for my parents!" he ordered his father's subordinates. Glenn remained silent throughout the funeral. He did not reply to the expressions of condolences from everyone who came to the funeral. Fero, his personal assistant really understood his young master's current situation and chose to stay by his side. Only a few hours after the funeral, a lawyer from the Brawijaya family, Angga Nayara, arrived there. "What do you mean?" Glenn asked as he was still wearing his mourning clothes angrily. Edgar bowed, "As the orders from Mr. Andi, Young Master. If anything happens to him, the lawyer must issue a will immediately." "CRAZY!" Glenn immediately stood up. "I don't want to see him. Tell him to come back another day!" Glenn said firmly. Edgar said, "Sorry, Young Master. But your other family have arrived and are waiting for you to come down.""My other family? What do you mean?""Mr. Satria and his family, Young Master," Edgar said.Glenn took a deep breath, "What do they want? Did they think they would get my father's wealth?""Absolutely unbelievable!" Glenn said, shaking his head, not understanding.Edgar was silent. He just looked down."Okay, then. We'll see what they want," Glenn said then.He came down from the fourth floor and met the people who called themselves his family. As soon as he entered, his uncle, aunt and two cousins immediately looked at him.Angga Naraya also joined. He stood up and greeted him. Of all the people, Glenn only nodded to one of his cousins, Armold. His cousin who had never had a problem with him since he was little. In fact, one could say they were quite close when they were young. Their relationship was a bit strained when Arnold was sent to study in America while he was sent to England. However, apart from the minimal distance and frequency of their meetings, there was nothing else that made their relationship worse. "I'm not going to ask how you are because you're definitely a mess," Arnold said. Glenn just nodded and sat down in his place. He didn't glance at his aunt's uncle and Narendra at all. The three people could only hold themselves even though they were very annoyed. "Sorry, Young Master. I was forced to bring this up earlier." "Hmm." "This is due to a direct order from Mr. Andi, Young Master," Angga continued. "Yeah. Just hurry up!" Glenn said. Angga nodded in understanding and immediately started. Glenn's mind began to drift back to the last moments of his conversation with his parents while Angga started reading the will.His mind was split. However, he was taken aback when he heard the words that he thought were absurd.
"Try repeating that division part!" Glenn said in shock. Satria and Astuti Brawijaya looked satisfied. "I will give all my wealth to my only brother, Satria Brawijaya," Angga repeated. Glenn's eyes stared in disbelief, "No way. Lawyer, you must have read it wrong." "No, Young Master. That's what it says," Angga said. "How could it be?" he repeated in shock. Narendra Brawijaya said, "Why? You do not accept?" Glenn looked cynically at Narendra who was now smiling broadly. Glenn wanted to laugh now. It seemed his father and mother hated him so much that they crossed him off their inheritance list. And the most annoying thing was, his mother's father even gave all their possessions to Satria Brawijaya who incidentally was seen as a sycophant from the start. Were his parents out of his mind? Glenn was furious at this moment. He might accept it if his parents' assets were donated to an orphanage or something. That obviously made more sense, according to the character of his parents, who he knew loved to do such good things. "Never mind, Glenn. You have to accept it," Astuti said. Satria also said, "It must be because you can't manage the company. That's why I said that you should-”“Shut up, Uncle!” Glenn interrupted.“Hey, punk. Watch your mouth!" Narendra snapped.Glenn approached Narendra, "Why? Are you happy now that your family got my family's wealth?""You-""Rendra, come on," Arnold said, holding Narendra's arm that was almost going to hit Glenn.Satria said, "I actually wanted to let you stay here to respect my brother. But you don't seem worthy." "What did you say? Your family that doesn't deserve all of my family's property. You have NO RIGHTS!” Glenn glared at Satria Brawijaya. His gaze was fiery. Satria was no longer holding back," It seems you can't control your behavior, it's better if you leave here."Glenn laughed loudly, "What right did Uncle have to dare to throw me out of my own house?"Satria replied, "Have you forgotten the contents of the letter earlier, Glenn?"Glenn was speechless Satria immediately smiled broadly, "Everything belongs to me. Of course Uncle can kick you out of here right now."Glenn threw his fist at Satria."Dad!" Narendra said in shock."You don't know yourself!" Glenn said furiously.Narendra and Arnold approached Satria quickly, helping the man stand up straight again. "Hey, teach him a lesson!" Narendra ordered."No, Rend!" Arnold said. "He fisted our father, Arnold," Narendra said while pointing at Glenn with his index finger. "But there's no need for this!" Arnold said again. Astuti, who was a little scared, said, “Arnold, do you want to be a rebellious child by defending someone like him? Your father was just beaten.” Arnold fell silent. Glenn said, “Uncle Satria deserves a beating, Auntie.” "You-""Mom, you don't need to talk to him," Narendra cut in. Satria took a deep breath. He then ordered, "Guards, get him out of here!" No one dared to move. Narendra was irritated so he said again, "Guards, beat him!" Glenn laughed softly then said, "They are my father's men, Ren." Narendra widened his eyes angrily, he pointed at all the bodyguards who were standing around them at this time. "You all start this second our men. Haven't you heard the contents of the will that was just read out by the lawyer of the Brawijaya family?"All the bodyguards looked confused. They were very confused. They certainly heard but to beat Glenn of course they had difficulty. Glenn was their young master and they had devoted themselves for so long."Beat him quickly and get him away from here!" Narendra shoued as he had lost his patience.Satria added, “Glenn is no longer your young master. Now obey my orders or I will fire you." Glenn watched them and before he had time to understand everything, he was beaten up by his father's men and then thrown outside the house. “Our apologies, Young Master Glenn. Forgive us." “May Young Master live well outside.” Glenn coughed up blood that night while lying in the middle of the street accompanied by the pouring rain. The man could not move because of the pain that was so excruciatingly assaulting his body. In the midst of all that, someone approached him carrying an umbrella and a duffel bag. He lifted Glenn to the side and helped him to sit up. The young man gave him a bottle of mineral water and helped him to drink. Glenn who needed the strength greedily drank it until he choked. "Sorry, Young Master." "Fer!" Glenn called weakly. The young man then gave a large black backpack to Glenn who was so weak. "Young Master. I'm sorry. This is all I can do for you," Fero said q
"I can help you reclaim all your rights," the man said. Hearing the words of the man who was looking at him with a calm look, Glenn suddenly laughed loudly. He almost fell off the bench while laughing. "What are you laughing at?" the young man asked in astonishment. Glenn got up from his seat and gave the man a scrutinizing look, he then answered casually, "Of course you are." "Why? What's wrong with me?" Glenn shook his head and walked past without another word. The man gasped. "Glenn!" Glenn didn't stop and kept walking without the slightest intention of answering. "Glenn!" He called again. He caught up with Glenn and walked beside Glenn. "At least listen to me first," the man said. Glenn ignored him and kept walking, thinking of the person as a passing wind. "GLENN BRAWIJAYA!" the man shouted. Exasperated, Glenn let out a long breath. "Go!" "No. You have to listen to me first," he said, still trying hard to convince Glenn. Glenn turned his head, "What do I need to lis
"Me? After I say who I am, you want to reclaim your rights?" the young man asked. Glenn said, "Come on, forget your bullshit. I don't want to know who you are either." Glenn was about to start walking again, but the young man stopped him by standing right in front of him. "Get out of the way!" Glenn growled. "Alexander Barata."Glenn was silent for a moment, "So?" "I'm one of the people your father helped. I'm currently running my own business and happen to be quite advanced. It's all thanks to your father, Uncle Andi, who always helps me as well as being my mentor," the man named Alexander explained. Glenn nodded, "I've never heard your name. But hm, that's not important. That's it, Barata. I'm leaving." "No. You can't just leave." Glenn crossed his arms, looking at Alex with narrowed eyes. "Why are you so adamant, Barata?" Alexander replied, "I ... have to do it." Glenn sneered, "Oh. I know now. You intend to return the favor to my father, is that it?" Alexander did not a
"I already paid for it, don't you have the right to grumble anymore?" Glenn said coldly, his eyes looking scary. The shop owner was silent, feeling defeated because the money Glenn gave him was more than he should have been. Glenn smiled cynically at the sight of that person and then stepped away from the shop which was full of customers. However, when he had just arrived in front of the shop, he winced in surprise when his head was hit by something. He held the back of his head which turned out to be exposed to raw egg fragments. Everyone just laughed at him. Some of them even cheered as if the incident that had just happened was a splendid show. "Go away, tramp!" the wife of the stall owner shouted. "You poor bastard!" the woman mocked who had argued with him earlier. Glenn didn't know who had thrown the egg at him, so he couldn't make any calculations. With an irritated heart, he had to leave. "Boo. Don't be a bum!" one of the others said. Glenn didn't respond and instead l
Someone in trendy clothes and looking so classy approached Glenn who was still standing there. "Why are you even going?" Narendra asked. Glenn who had his back to him didn't answer and instead started to walk away. However, Narendra did not let him go. He called again, "Glenn! Is that you?" Glenn suddenly stopped walking. His breath began to hunt. When he heard that damn voice calling his name, he wanted to beat him up. But of course he couldn't do that now. He could never touch his asshole cousin. Narendra smiled crookedly, "Isn't that right? You are Glenn, my cousin. You-" "Gosh, are you blind, Rendra? You say this beggar Glenn?" Zayn said, Glenn's old friend who was now Narendra's friend. Glenn easily recognized the voice of his former close friend. He couldn't be wrong. It was indeed Zayn, his close friend whom he visited for the first time the night he was kicked out at that time. However, at that time Zayn actually refused his arrival and broke off their friendship becaus
After saying that, Glenn immediately left the place, leaving Dewa who was still coughing from being strangled. Glenn wasn't gripping his neck that hard but still, his throat was excruciatingly sore. He had trouble breathing. "Damn you weirdow!" Dewa said in surprise. "Where is she going?" he continued after seeing Glenn was nowhere to be seen. Dewa took a deep breath greedily before muttering incoherently again, "What exactly happened to him? Is it true that he has some kind of relationship with those damn people?" Glenn himself walked aimlessly for a dozen minutes until he chose to stop at a city park. The park wasn't very crowded and there happened to be plenty of seating there. He also chose one of the long benches and sat on the bench with a blank stare. "Never mind, Glenn. So what can you do now? Nothing. You're just a bum with nothing," he muttered, trying to remind himself. He then decided to sleep on the bench, convincing himself that tomorrow morning he would have forgo
"You ... stop!" Glenn said looking annoyed at Dewa who still looked calm. "Why? Are you willing to kill me just because I told the truth?" Dewa replied with a sharp grin. Glenn who didn't want to lose self-control immediately got away from Dewa's body. The man picked up his backpack that was lying on the asphalt and intended to leave. However, Dewa wouldn't just let him go. "Glenn Brawijaya, I really don't know your true story. I only hear that you have experienced injustice from the people closest to you." He paused for a moment, observing Glenn's reaction. "But, if I were you, I would surely pay those savages an even more painful retribution. Instead of being a coward who pretends to cover his eyes and ears like you are doing now." Glenn's fists clenched so tightly. "You don't know anything." "I do. I told you I don't know any better.” Glenn laughed sarcastically, “But you dare give me that suggestion. Do you think that you've done the right thing?" "Of course. Just on
"Once again I'm sorry," Alexander said feeling bad. "No need to think about it, I'm used to that kind of treatment," Glenn replied. Alexander nodded and asked Glenn to get into an elevator they would use to go to Alexander's office. As the two entered, Alexander asked his guards not to follow him. Glenn frowned, "You really are a young master I see." Alexander smiled, "Thanks to your father." Glenn didn't reply and just turned his attention to look around the top of the elevator. Alexander, who felt uncomfortable because there was no conversation, asked again, "How was your trip here?" "No obstacles." The man nodded, "You ... how did you ...." Glen turned his head, "Do you mean to ask if I walked here, Barata?" To be honest, that's what Alexander had in mind, but of course he couldn't say it right? He shook his head quickly, "N-no. I mean-" "You can't lie. Hm, I'm too smart for you to lie, Barata." Alexander didn't move. He sighed and then continued to say, "All