Melvis got into the car, and Quen was already driving. Taylor was beside Melvis. She summed up the brief smile on her beautiful and always bright face. The woman was not about to say much yet."Sir, he seems to still want to talk," Quen said at the wheel.Outside, Bonny still wanted to talk to Melvis. Not only did Quen notice that, but even Taylor also noticed Bonny standing not far from their car. Meanwhile, Melvis ignored Bonny and secured his seat."Just walk, Quen!" Melvis said in a firm tone, but his voice was small. Melvis seemed to be in a hurry and was about to leave the grounds of her house in the village. Quen, who heard that, simply nodded and started to drive immediately. Meanwhile, Taylor was silent, not daring to refute Melvis' words, let alone interrupt Melvis' orders, when she saw Melvis' very serious expression at that time. As the journey was getting farther away from the grounds of Melvis' house, Taylor heard Melvis sigh softly. She began to relax the atmosphere,
A large projector screen on the wall in front of Melvis turned on and showed an unusual scene. The screen was divided into many small sections showing various photos.Many of the pictures had red crosses and black crosses in front of the screen. Melvis sat in front of it while smoking a lit cigar. The room around Melvis was very dim, and he was the only one there. In the middle of the dimly lit room, a man's heavy voice rang out. "Sir, Taylor has completed the last mission," Quen said from behind the wall that separated the other room and the room where Melvis sat alone. Melvis who was sitting while watching the screen that was already full of pictures of everyone's faces crossed with red marks. Melvis did not reply to Quen's words. He just remained silent. He took a deep drag from his cigar and exhaled the smoke with a sigh of relief. It was rare that he smoked cigar smoke so intensely. But this time, he could do it casually in front of the photos of the humans who were only names
A celebrity who was having breakfast gracefully at a café had a guest, She was the most legendary celebrity and was starting to venture into the business world in New Orlando. She lifted her tea glass with delicate fingers and drank slowly. "So you insist on meeting early in the morning?" she asked elegantly. He was an upper middle class businessman, because of his good looks he was also known in the entertainment world but he was not a flashy celebrity. With his gentle smile he just looked at the woman kindly. "Have you heard the recent rumors?" he asked casually."You mean, the hot rumor is that a party is being held by the Tucker family? What's so interesting about that?" she asked back haughtily. She drank her lago tea with a delicate finger."You're so innocent, is it because you're new to the business world?" the man rebutted coldly. "I'm not too keen on parties, but I won't miss this one, I hope you think the same." said the man flatly. The woman was still acting haughty an
A few days after Alex's discharge from the hospital, the big party finally got underway at the Tucker main residence. It was the Tucker's main home, Ferdinand Tucker who descended to Alex Tucker. Everyone who came knew that a party held there meant that something big was about to be announced directly to the last heir, Alex. As everyone began to look forward to it, the noise downstairs could be seen from the second floor balcony. Melvis was there watching everyone from upstairs quietly, "Let's see who comes to mess up," Melvis said to himself. He held the glass in his hand calmly, his gaze intently watching the downstairs from corner to corner. Melvis' gaze swept over every crevice in sight. He had been there doing that since half an hour ago. While Quen stood behind Melvis's back, he stood not far from Melvis with a device pressed against his ear. Quen watched the surroundings carefully and adjusted the device in his ear to organize his subordinates to continue following his orde
The news in New Orlando was now full of information about the Tucker family. Melvis Tucker's name was all over the magazines and other printed news. Not enough to stop there, all the media started airing the news that was taking the stage. Not to mention the upper-class families who were busy thinking of their other plans.Melvis, who was busy reading one title after another on his tab, was sipping traditional tea. Quen came in with a freshly baked croissant, "Please sir," Quen said politely. Melvis gave a small nod, he did not look at Quen and just let everything go as usual. He let out a small sigh with a flat expression as he read each headline. Now the stock news he was waiting for was drowned out by the news about Tucker who was on the rise for almost a week. Melvis threw his tab on the table, "The news lately has been sickening, is there any special news from Taylor?" Melvis asked Quen."It seems like everyone seems to be very surprised by the new Tucker heir, sir." Quen said q
"Mr. Alex," greeted a middle-aged woman who approached Melvis and Alex and gave a small bow.Melvis knew the woman, she was a descendant of the family under Alex Tucker. Obviously she was trying to honor the rich man, one of her companies was the result of a favor from Alex that made her prosperous. "You always look so stunning at every meeting, it's a pleasure to cross paths. Would you like to sit at the same table with us?" the woman asked, introducing a man she worked with."Ah young master," the woman quickly recognized Melvis standing next to Alex.Of course she didn't want to make the fatal mistake of ignoring Alex's only heir, her company would have its license with Alex revoked and be ruined if she dared to do that. She bowed before Melvis and smiled. She also began to introduce the man beside her. The man introduced by the woman did not hesitate to offer his hand, he was Eldric Gerald, who became the fourth richest family in New Orlandio. Eldric confidently gave a handshak
Gerald raised his wine glass and invited all of them together to make a toast, "Hey guys, don't be so stiff, even though Melvis and I are at different levels, but we are at the same table, we are all people in the same field," Gerald said casually.Melvis only smiled when Eldric said that in front of everyone. He already had a feeling that the man in front of him would act just like his grandfather. No one dared to argue with the man, at his table only Eldric Gerald and Melvis were on a high throne. And Gerald felt higher than him because he was born to know his position, Melvis knew that Gerald knew he was new.The other five people at the same table with them were just rich people with less wealth than the two of them, especially Gerald, none of them dared to interrupt Gerald.Melvis also raised his glass, "I'm happy to be at a table with people who will later become my partners or competitors," he said flatly. He emphasized the word competitor in front of Gerald Eldric and smiled
Melvis received the tab containing the information from Quen, while his subordinate was driving seriously in front of Melvis checking every detail of the information in the form of photo documentation. "Is this all?" asked Melvis, breaking the silence that had been brewing in the car.Quen nodded in his driving seat, "Yes sir, those are the documents Taylor managed to get at the party they had held earlier. There they also prepared the illicit goods obtained from the police syndicate, not much because they use it only for personal use, and that's not all of them use that stuff because some others prefer to enjoy classic non-taxed whiskey." Melvis finally put the tab back on the seat beside him, he looked out the window. For a while, he arrived at a large, classical-style mansion. Quen opened the door and Melvis stepped out.When he first walked into the house, Melvis began to feel many of the gazes were directed at him sarcastically. Then from the group of people holding their wine