Mr. Robby Menzel bent down to calm Johan Fernandes down. "I'm sorry, Mr. Fernandes. Next time, I will be more careful about accepting workers."
Abraham's steps were quick with his chest still puffed out. He may currently only work as a lowly construction worker. However, he would not let his pride be trampled on by anyone. "Shit!" cursed Abraham as he kicked the metal of the bus stop. The people at the bus stop stared at Abraham in astonishment, some even whispering to their friends that he was crazy and they should keep their distance from him. When the bus arrived, Abraham boarded along with the other passengers. He took his place at the very back of the four-seater. Even though the seat next to him was empty, none of the passengers wanted to sit near him, they chose to stand rather than sit near Abraham who they thought was crazy. Abraham stared at his cell phone screen which was blinking to show an incoming voice call from an unknown number. "Hello," he said when he received the call. "Good morning, young master. I'm Raphael Jones, do you remember me?" "Yes, of course, Mr. Jones. What brings you to call me?" "Young Master, right now your grandfather, Mr. Antonio Sephard is in Bosch and would like to see you." "Why is the old man looking for me?" "I will send someone to pick you up right now, Young Master. Can you send me your current location?" "No need, just tell me where the old man is, and I'll go to him." "Mr. Sephard is currently having breakfast at Bosch Tower." Bosch Tower is one of the world's famous icons that is often visited by tourists, both local and foreign. Its unique design makes it very attractive. The tower has three floors at the top that are used as a hotel and restaurant. The hotel in the tower only had three rooms, but it was the most expensive hotel in the world and the second-highest hotel room in the world. Abraham had arrived at the large courtyard in front of the Bosch Tower. Although the park and the neighborhood around the tower were open to the public, right at the tower, security was very tight. Not just anyone could access the tower. A tower guard who spotted Abraham about to enter the tower immediately stopped him. "This area is a restricted area. Only VIP members can enter. Hurry up and leave!" the guard told Abraham. "I have an appointment with Antonio Sephard." The guard laughed at Abraham. "You're crazy! You think I'm stupid. How can a man like you possibly meet Mr. Sephard." Abraham looked down at his clothes with a grimace, cursing himself for not changing into something more appropriate before going there. It wasn't the guard's fault that he didn't believe what he was saying since he was only wearing a worn-out T-shirt and a pair of jeans. "But I did have an appointment with Mr. Sephard. If you don't believe me, try calling him now and tell him that Abraham wants to meet him." "How annoying, why would I take your word for it? Just by looking at you, I'm sure you're a homeless person who wants to come beg Mr. Sephard for money, You Beggar!" "Just because I'm dressed like this, doesn't mean I'm homeless. Well, I'll call Mr. Sephard now and say that you're obstructing me." "You crazy guy," the guard said with a shake of his head. "You're interfering with my work." The guard pushed Abraham with his cane. Abraham didn't have time to fight back because he was busy reaching into his pants pocket for his cell phone, so he fell to the ground. "I told you to leave nicely, but you prefer the rough way." Not only did he knock Abraham down, but the guard also grabbed him by the collar and pulled him away from the tower. "Hey, what are you doing? Let me go!" pleaded Abraham as he was dragged away by the guard. "You'll regret treating me so rudely." "You fool, a lowlife like you dares to threaten me!" After being dragged for quite some distance, Abraham was pushed by the guard until Abraham almost kissed the ground. "Don't you ever set foot in this place again? I'll do worse if I see you in this place again," threatened the guard. Abraham stood up and patted his hands to remove the dirt. He looked up at the guard who made a fierce face at him. He then scratched the back of his neck which didn't itch at all as he turned around. He was annoyed at the guard, but he knew that he couldn't blame the guard for not believing in him because Abraham's current appearance was indeed very pitiful. Who would have believed that he would meet Antonio Sephard in the Sky restaurant of Bosch Tower. With resentment still lodged in his heart, Abraham picked up his cell phone. Just now he wanted to call Raphael Jones, but two men approached him and bowed ninety degrees to him. "Welcome, Young Master," the two men said simultaneously. Abraham frowned at the two men who had just saluted him. He squinted to look at them as they stood up straight. He then nodded slowly after remembering that they were the bodyguards of Antonio Sephard, his grandfather. The guard who had chased Abraham away still stood where he was wide-eyed. "Yo-young Master?" he said in a trembling voice. One of the men who was Abraham's grandfather's bodyguard looked sternly at the guard. "Why are you getting in the way, Young Master? Do you not know who he is? He is Mr. Abraham Sephard, grandson of Master Antonio Sephard, the manager of this tower." The guard lowered his head. "I'm sorry, I really don't know, sir." "Why are you apologizing to me? You should be apologizing to Mr. Abraham Sephard." Fear was evident on the guard's face as he walked hesitantly into Abraham's presence. He bowed as low as he could as he said, “Mr. Sephard, I truly apologize for my earlier insolence." "Never mind, you were just doing your job," Abraham replied. "Next time you shouldn't be so quick to judge someone just because of how they look, understand!" The guard nodded. "I understand, sir. Thank you for your kindness." After the guard stepped aside, Abraham entered the elevator using the access card his grandfather's personal bodyguard had given him. He went straight to the top floor of the tower. The moment he stepped out of the elevator, a waiter in charge of welcoming guests was stunned. "Oh my, what exactly is the security doing downstairs that they're letting someone like him through," said the waiter, who immediately ran to Abraham. "Hey, get out of here before I call the police and report you for trespassing on private property!" "Ah, damn, here we go again," Abraham complained in a low voice while massaging his forehead. The waiter reached for the walkie talkie attached to the back of his pants. "Call security here, there's an intruder." "I hate to explain this so many times, but I'm not an intruder," Abraham said"Yes, yes, of course you won't confess. If all criminals confessed, the jail would be full."A woman wearing a different uniform from the waitress approached Abraham. Her name tag said that she was the manager of the place. She looked at Abraham from head to toe."Excuse me, but this place is a private area that no one can enter. Only VIP guests have access to this place. You seem to have strayed quite far, sir," said the restaurant manager whose golden blonde hair was neatly curled back."I am not lost, Miss...," Abraham paused to read the manager's name tag, "Miss Rossa Gultier.""Then may I see your access card, sir," Rossa asked, still trying to look friendly."How about you call Mr. Raphael Jones over here? He happens to have my access card.”The man beside Rossa Gultier said, "Ms. Gultier, I think we should call the police immediately. He can't possibly know Mr. Raphael Jones who is Mr. Antonio Sephard's personal assistant."Rossa Gultier looked at her employee for a moment, the
Antonio picked up the white cloth on the table and wiped his lips. He laughed as if something was tickling him. "You think I would get my hands dirty for that gold digger? I gave her money that could have supported her for a lifetime, but because of her poor mentality, she used that money for partying every night, drugs, and gambling. Some say she died of an overdose, but others say she became a pimp in a brothel in Bosch. Whichever one is true doesn't matter because she broke up with you for money in the first place." Abraham was silent listening to Antonio's explanation. He didn't know if he could believe what his grandfather had said or not, but he had been looking for his mother in Bosch for a year and hadn't found her. The purpose of finding his mother disappeared after he met Tamara and got married. If he hadn't met his grandfather, he probably wouldn't have remembered his ultimate goal. "Being rich is a privilege, Abraham. You were given that by being born into the Sephardic
Their journey continued until the car stopped in the parking lot of a famous boutique that no one could enter. The driver who had gotten out earlier opened the car door for Abraham, then bowed."Young Master, I'm sorry, but I have to take a call for a moment. I'll catch up with you shortly," Raphael said.Abraham nodded his head in permission. The man, whose clothes were still shabby, walked alone to the entrance of the boutique. Before entering the main room, there was a waiting room guarded by a receptionist. The woman standing at the reception desk walked up to Abraham as soon as she saw him.The receptionist looked at Abraham from head to toe. "I'm sorry, sir, you seem to have gotten lost. Perhaps you'd like to go to the shop up ahead."Abraham frowned, then remembered that there was a second-hand clothing store not far from the boutique."No, I'd like to visit this shop," Abraham replied."I don't mean to belittle you. But, just so you know, this boutique can only be entered by V
The employees of the boutique brought out their latest collections, even those that had not been shown in the fashion show were brought out by them based on direct instructions from the boutique owner. Abraham, who didn't want to bother choosing, just pointed to each collection and asked for it to be wrapped. He had already changed into a neat suit."Mr. Abraham Sephard, wouldn't you like to see our shoe and tie collection? We have some limited edition models that I am sure you will like very much.""Just take everything out, I'll have a look."The employee serving Abraham immediately gave the code to his colleagues for them to take out the collection he was referring to."Please follow me, sir. Those collections are in a different room. That room is exclusively for our crown card holders. All the collections are limited edition because only one is made, so they are very exclusive."While Abraham went into the room mentioned by the boutique staff, Gerald was still in the main room sel
"Who are you?" Abraham asked, looking at the woman wearing the hat."I'm just going to give you a ride to the hotel up ahead. So, please give me a ride," the woman pleaded.A confused Abraham only frowned at her request.Raphael opened the front door of the car. "Young Master, are you alright?""Yes, I'm fine.""Who is that woman? Should I call the police to arrest her?"The woman snorted in annoyance. "Gosh, sir, I just wanted to hitchhike for a while. I have no intention of stealing or killing so you should call the police."Abraham glanced sharply at the woman, then turned his gaze to Raphael. "Come in, Mr. Jones. Just let him ride until the intersection ahead."Raphael complied and got into the car."Why are we still here? Hurry up and tell your driver to leave," the woman said, then quickly lowered her head as a group of people carrying cameras walked up beside Abraham's car. "Oh my, hurry up and get this car moving!" whispered the woman who seemed to be hiding.Abraham's car spe
Abraham re-read the contract between his company and Fernandez Construction. He smiled with satisfaction when he saw that the contract could be canceled at any time if the second party, which referred to Fernandez Construction, violated the contract."Mr. Jones, immediately form a new audit team to cross-check the Hill Palace Hotel construction site," Abraham pleaded after closing the document in front of him. "Form it secretly because I believe Fernandez Construction has insiders in this company.""Okay, I'll do it immediately.""Tell the team to check in detail all the details of the tools and materials. Bring one of the technicians to thoroughly check the condition of the foundation that was just done."Raphael frowned. "But, why do you suddenly want to conduct an audit? Besides, according to the report, the audit team has just conducted an inspection there.""I don't believe in the results," said Abraham who paused for a moment, "I know that they are cheating because I work there.
The woman, who was holding Abraham's arm, laughed softly while covering her mouth with one hand. It made Johan look furious, the fine wrinkles between his eyebrows and the set of his jaw visible."Just because you got a new prey, doesn't mean you're higher than me. A gigolo is a gigolo, no matter what its name is," Johan said. He put his arm around Tamara's shoulders and continued, "A classy woman like you is only compatible with a man like me, darling. Look at how disgusting that poor ex-husband is. He sold his body for a set meal at a Michelin-star restaurant.""At least that body is all he has," Tamara interjected, looking at Abraham with disgust. "He must be frustrated that he can't enjoy my luxurious perks. So he's doing everything he can, to live comfortably without having to work hard. What a useless, ignorant man!"Abraham's face looked very calm, even smiling a little at the insults from the couple in front of him. He was silent not because he could not reply to them, but bec
"I have a little business, I'll catch up with you soon," said the female intruder who insisted on having lunch with Abraham."Whatever, I'd even be grateful if you didn't come back again," replied Abraham who went straight into the VIP room of the restaurant."I'll be back," the woman replied, then introduced herself, "By the way, I'm Diana in case you wonder what my name is."The woman who introduced herself as Diana walked hurriedly, hoping to still see Tamara, without waiting for Abraham's reaction. Fortunately Tamara was just about to walk out of the restaurant, so she could still hold her ground."Hi, you're Tamara, right?" Diana asked. "I don't think I need to introduce myself because I'm sure you don't want to know who I am either."Tamara frowned. "What nonsense are you trying to say exactly?""I just wanted to correct that it wasn't me who booked the VIP room at this restaurant, it's the guy I'm going to. I just don't like misunderstandings that could make others draw the con
"I have a little business, I'll catch up with you soon," said the female intruder who insisted on having lunch with Abraham."Whatever, I'd even be grateful if you didn't come back again," replied Abraham who went straight into the VIP room of the restaurant."I'll be back," the woman replied, then introduced herself, "By the way, I'm Diana in case you wonder what my name is."The woman who introduced herself as Diana walked hurriedly, hoping to still see Tamara, without waiting for Abraham's reaction. Fortunately Tamara was just about to walk out of the restaurant, so she could still hold her ground."Hi, you're Tamara, right?" Diana asked. "I don't think I need to introduce myself because I'm sure you don't want to know who I am either."Tamara frowned. "What nonsense are you trying to say exactly?""I just wanted to correct that it wasn't me who booked the VIP room at this restaurant, it's the guy I'm going to. I just don't like misunderstandings that could make others draw the con
The woman, who was holding Abraham's arm, laughed softly while covering her mouth with one hand. It made Johan look furious, the fine wrinkles between his eyebrows and the set of his jaw visible."Just because you got a new prey, doesn't mean you're higher than me. A gigolo is a gigolo, no matter what its name is," Johan said. He put his arm around Tamara's shoulders and continued, "A classy woman like you is only compatible with a man like me, darling. Look at how disgusting that poor ex-husband is. He sold his body for a set meal at a Michelin-star restaurant.""At least that body is all he has," Tamara interjected, looking at Abraham with disgust. "He must be frustrated that he can't enjoy my luxurious perks. So he's doing everything he can, to live comfortably without having to work hard. What a useless, ignorant man!"Abraham's face looked very calm, even smiling a little at the insults from the couple in front of him. He was silent not because he could not reply to them, but bec
Abraham re-read the contract between his company and Fernandez Construction. He smiled with satisfaction when he saw that the contract could be canceled at any time if the second party, which referred to Fernandez Construction, violated the contract."Mr. Jones, immediately form a new audit team to cross-check the Hill Palace Hotel construction site," Abraham pleaded after closing the document in front of him. "Form it secretly because I believe Fernandez Construction has insiders in this company.""Okay, I'll do it immediately.""Tell the team to check in detail all the details of the tools and materials. Bring one of the technicians to thoroughly check the condition of the foundation that was just done."Raphael frowned. "But, why do you suddenly want to conduct an audit? Besides, according to the report, the audit team has just conducted an inspection there.""I don't believe in the results," said Abraham who paused for a moment, "I know that they are cheating because I work there.
"Who are you?" Abraham asked, looking at the woman wearing the hat."I'm just going to give you a ride to the hotel up ahead. So, please give me a ride," the woman pleaded.A confused Abraham only frowned at her request.Raphael opened the front door of the car. "Young Master, are you alright?""Yes, I'm fine.""Who is that woman? Should I call the police to arrest her?"The woman snorted in annoyance. "Gosh, sir, I just wanted to hitchhike for a while. I have no intention of stealing or killing so you should call the police."Abraham glanced sharply at the woman, then turned his gaze to Raphael. "Come in, Mr. Jones. Just let him ride until the intersection ahead."Raphael complied and got into the car."Why are we still here? Hurry up and tell your driver to leave," the woman said, then quickly lowered her head as a group of people carrying cameras walked up beside Abraham's car. "Oh my, hurry up and get this car moving!" whispered the woman who seemed to be hiding.Abraham's car spe
The employees of the boutique brought out their latest collections, even those that had not been shown in the fashion show were brought out by them based on direct instructions from the boutique owner. Abraham, who didn't want to bother choosing, just pointed to each collection and asked for it to be wrapped. He had already changed into a neat suit."Mr. Abraham Sephard, wouldn't you like to see our shoe and tie collection? We have some limited edition models that I am sure you will like very much.""Just take everything out, I'll have a look."The employee serving Abraham immediately gave the code to his colleagues for them to take out the collection he was referring to."Please follow me, sir. Those collections are in a different room. That room is exclusively for our crown card holders. All the collections are limited edition because only one is made, so they are very exclusive."While Abraham went into the room mentioned by the boutique staff, Gerald was still in the main room sel
Their journey continued until the car stopped in the parking lot of a famous boutique that no one could enter. The driver who had gotten out earlier opened the car door for Abraham, then bowed."Young Master, I'm sorry, but I have to take a call for a moment. I'll catch up with you shortly," Raphael said.Abraham nodded his head in permission. The man, whose clothes were still shabby, walked alone to the entrance of the boutique. Before entering the main room, there was a waiting room guarded by a receptionist. The woman standing at the reception desk walked up to Abraham as soon as she saw him.The receptionist looked at Abraham from head to toe. "I'm sorry, sir, you seem to have gotten lost. Perhaps you'd like to go to the shop up ahead."Abraham frowned, then remembered that there was a second-hand clothing store not far from the boutique."No, I'd like to visit this shop," Abraham replied."I don't mean to belittle you. But, just so you know, this boutique can only be entered by V
Antonio picked up the white cloth on the table and wiped his lips. He laughed as if something was tickling him. "You think I would get my hands dirty for that gold digger? I gave her money that could have supported her for a lifetime, but because of her poor mentality, she used that money for partying every night, drugs, and gambling. Some say she died of an overdose, but others say she became a pimp in a brothel in Bosch. Whichever one is true doesn't matter because she broke up with you for money in the first place." Abraham was silent listening to Antonio's explanation. He didn't know if he could believe what his grandfather had said or not, but he had been looking for his mother in Bosch for a year and hadn't found her. The purpose of finding his mother disappeared after he met Tamara and got married. If he hadn't met his grandfather, he probably wouldn't have remembered his ultimate goal. "Being rich is a privilege, Abraham. You were given that by being born into the Sephardic
"Yes, yes, of course you won't confess. If all criminals confessed, the jail would be full."A woman wearing a different uniform from the waitress approached Abraham. Her name tag said that she was the manager of the place. She looked at Abraham from head to toe."Excuse me, but this place is a private area that no one can enter. Only VIP guests have access to this place. You seem to have strayed quite far, sir," said the restaurant manager whose golden blonde hair was neatly curled back."I am not lost, Miss...," Abraham paused to read the manager's name tag, "Miss Rossa Gultier.""Then may I see your access card, sir," Rossa asked, still trying to look friendly."How about you call Mr. Raphael Jones over here? He happens to have my access card.”The man beside Rossa Gultier said, "Ms. Gultier, I think we should call the police immediately. He can't possibly know Mr. Raphael Jones who is Mr. Antonio Sephard's personal assistant."Rossa Gultier looked at her employee for a moment, the
Mr. Robby Menzel bent down to calm Johan Fernandes down. "I'm sorry, Mr. Fernandes. Next time, I will be more careful about accepting workers."Abraham's steps were quick with his chest still puffed out. He may currently only work as a lowly construction worker. However, he would not let his pride be trampled on by anyone."Shit!" cursed Abraham as he kicked the metal of the bus stop.The people at the bus stop stared at Abraham in astonishment, some even whispering to their friends that he was crazy and they should keep their distance from him. When the bus arrived, Abraham boarded along with the other passengers. He took his place at the very back of the four-seater. Even though the seat next to him was empty, none of the passengers wanted to sit near him, they chose to stand rather than sit near Abraham who they thought was crazy.Abraham stared at his cell phone screen which was blinking to show an incoming voice call from an unknown number. "Hello," he said when he received the c