At Melvis's other residence, on top of a hotel built on the highest peak of New Orlando, Melvis waited nervously for his special guest.He looked straight ahead several times, the green expanse of the forest obscuring his eyes beyond the balcony, blocking out any other view. All he could see was the vast expanse of the sea of trees, and in that moment he repeatedly looked at his watch on his wrist.The quiet atmosphere could make Melvis hear the intense and peaceful footsteps, "Have you been waiting long? Heir Tucker..." said a man's voice that sounded melodious yet weak simultaneously. Melvis smiled and turned his head, he stood up and began to greet Alex Tucker, whom he had not seen for a long time. The old man had retired from his post but was still busy taking care of politics in New Orlandio. "No grandpa, how are you?" asked Melvis very politely. He made a small bow towards his grandfather, and his back was gently patted by Alex Tucker. "Everything is fine. Don't worry about y
In a grand and tall building, a group of men dressed in all black and formal attire flocked in, and some had just gotten off a series of luxury taxis. They were men of prestigious appearance, and each side had a loyal subordinate carrying goods and keeping an eye on their surroundings.It was the Tucker Trade Center building, commonly used by CEOs in New Orlando to gather for secret events or events directly organized by Tucker's parent company. "How many hours before the meeting starts?" asked a man who kept looking at his watch as he climbed the stairs to enter the building.He asked that to the person behind him, who had been following him since he got out of the car. The subordinate walked behind his boss and started checking his cell phone."In half an hour sir," he replied.They walked in a hurry as if they were going to the room on the hundredth floor. Even though the building was tall, the active floors were only about 70. The rest were private floors that were often used by
Right after Melvis expressed his opinion, the slightly boisterous room became hushed. There was not a single sound around Melvis. The cold room became silent and tense.The man who was explaining so passionately instantly turned his head towards Melvis. Not only he, but everyone in the room who had been focused on the front also noticed Melvis. They were wondering."Who is he?" said one of the meeting participants.And things started to get noisy, but their voices were still whispering next to their seats. Even the woman leading the meeting sighed. But she tried to calm down by looking around them and in front of her."Has she been there since earlier?" one of the participants chirped."Is there something wrong with my opinion?" asked Melvis again, he couldn't stand hearing the people around his whispering to each other.The woman began to scowl in annoyance, she tapped her finger on the table where her laptop was sitting. "Huh! What's that nonsense?" the woman chided amidst the tensi
Not everyone heard Melvis's offensive remark, some just ranted at Melvis's very rude behavior. At the same time, the woman named Catherine also babbled and began to gesticulate."How can someone like her get into an important meeting like this, huh? Who will be responsible for this negligence?" the woman babbled looking around her.She then looked sharply at the man standing in the corner of the room not far from the entrance that was only used by her as a leader.The man who was guarding the door and also had a coworker who was checking invitations was silent and looked down in shame, feeling like he was going to be targeted at the end of the meeting by the leader."Well gentlemen, please understand that this incident is beyond my control. Although this incident has a huge impact on the important discussions of our meeting, it would be a shame if I as the leader did not take this matter seriously. It would be even more shameful if I did not personally apologize to you gentlemen," Cat
Catherine was dumbfounded, her memory flying back a few months after her father's resignation and appointment to his new position."I really want one of my children to follow in the footsteps of a young man who is highly recognized by the president director of my office," said the old man.The general director's words rang in Catherine's head. She was silent and could only recall the incident where their dinner had ended badly because of a small argument caused by her father's ingratitude."How many times have you explained about him? I don't even know who he is. But you keep telling me about him, what exactly is this father not accepting giving me the commissioner position?" asked the woman irritably at the corner of the dining table.The old man, who was also Catherine's father, instead of listening to Catherine's words, continued his conversation coldly, he stared straight ahead and left his food untouched, "You must respect that man if someday you meet him, he has high authority i
Catherine's father was still holding Melvis in the room, he insisted on keeping Melvis and asked the young man to preside over the end of their meeting."Sir, please accept this request. The meeting is coming to an end, you can end it in half an hour," begged the old man very politely, but there was still a sense of force to him.Melvis smiled, "Don't overdo it Mr. Director, your daughter will end it nicely. I'll be right out now," Melvis replied kindly, but he went straight out without waiting for the man's reply.Finally, he could get out of the room used as a meeting for almost an hour. He felt relieved and tired simultaneously. After arguing with many people, it certainly drained Melvis' energy.He then walked without turning around until he felt footsteps following him. Melvis instantly remembered his cell phone ringing until he wanted to check it immediately, but a few minutes ago, he was prevented from doing so because of the inconspicuous meeting room.While in the room, Cathe
Two hours later, Melvis sat in the same chair. He sat in the corner seat in front of the bartender's table. He stirred his glass, which was still half filled with a cocktail."Mmmh," He muttered incoherently. "I don't like the way he treats me like his girlfriend," added Melvis, who muttered in such a way.Meanwhile, the bartender was a man in his thirties. He had been wiping the same glass after glass without paying attention to the bar's surroundings where he was working. Although occasionally without Melvis' knowledge, the man glanced at Melvis.More precisely, he glanced at Melvis's glass, which was almost empty but was not let out of the man's drunken hands.The bartender, who understood and followed the code of conduct, immediately stopped wiping the glass. He brought some alcohol that he would use to mix the cocktail. He also prepared some ice cubes and another new glass."Sir, do you mind my recommendation this time?" the bartender asked politely.He tried to serve Melvis like
The man strolled towards the outdoor parking lot with the full moon showing its form above Melvis' head. His car was parked far away from the entrance. Melvis whistled and hummed a little while casually walking to his car.He began to notice his surroundings were much quieter than before. He felt strange. This unreasonable calmness made him think that something was going to happen. But he began to ignore what would happen. He underestimated whatever would happen to him."Huh?! Why did I park my car so far away?" Melvis muttered a little, looking at his car, which was far away at the other end.He strolled until he felt the sound of steps other than his own. The actions were intense and followed his movements. Melvis, who was starting to feel strange, stopped his efforts and played with his cell phone.He tried to calm down and realized that the steps behind him had also stopped and were no longer moving at the same time as he had stopped. Melvis glanced in the reflection of the glass