Greg, still savoring the tranquility of Mr. Tan's noodle shop, had his serenity abruptly shattered by the sound of a loud clash followed by a waitress's scream. He blinked, a tinge of annoyance creeping into his expression. "What is that commotion?" he mused, glancing around the cozy interior. The peaceful atmosphere had been disrupted.His mind raced back to a similar scene not too long ago, a memory from the deceased old man's visit, when he had made a ruckus just because he wanted free noodles. Then another clash echoed, and this time, it was accompanied with Mr. Tan's exasperated scream!Couldn't ignore it any longer, Greg sighed as he stood up from his seat to investigate the latest disturbance..As Greg approached the source of the disturbance, he spotted a teenage boy in shabby clothes, unmistakably a villager. The boy held a chair high above his head, threatening to throw it at Mr. Tan, who stood behind the counter, clearly taken aback. The waitress, on the other hand, had s
Greg's initial curiosity turned into a mixture of surprise and concern as he heard the teenage boy's startling declaration. After all, who wouldn't be surprised when hearing it from a young mouth.Avenge your grandpa?" Greg asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. "That's quite a heavy burden for someone your age. What happened to your grandpa that led you to go alone to seek revenge—?”Greg paused as he looked at the teenage boy, who looked down on his empty bowl. He seems pretty sad, and Greg couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy when seeing it.“Um, hey… You know, it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it,” Greg said, before switching the teenage boy's empty bowl with another bowl of noodles. “After all, you’ve been through a lot, and it’s not right for me to push you. But, If you ever feel like sharing, just know that I’m willing to listen to you. Even though we’re just meeting today.” Then, after Greg said that, the teenage boy, who previously looked down, began to look
"So that's the story, how my whole family died because of water pollution, mister... And now, the company killed my grandpa since they're afraid that everyone will know the truth," the teenage boy said, his voice heavy with grief and anger..Greg's frown deepened as he listened to the teenage boy's heartbreaking story. Now that Greg knew the entire story, everything began to make sense. No wonder that the old man had been so furious with the executives back then, and even dared to launch on Gilbert at the restaurant! 'Behav is a bastard... How come they just be silent with all of this, and even brush the old man like a crazy person? I mean who wouldn't do that, after losing their entire family due to water pollution and medical negligence?' Greg mused to himself.Then as he delved deeper into the story, Greg learned that the executives had initially been a group of scholar medical students sponsored by Behav Company which makes all the pieces of the puzzle fall into place.It made
At Von Ritcher’s Estate, the grand dining room was adorned with elegant decor and bathed in soft, golden light. The family, consisting of Austine, Lorraine, and Griffin, sat around the ornate dining table, their expressions masked by the facade of a harmonious family dinner.However, beneath the polished veneer, tension simmered. Griffin, usually confident and unflappable, found himself struggling to articulate his thoughts.Griffin's gaze shifted between his parents, his internal turmoil manifesting in the way he toyed with his salad, pushing the greens around on his plate without any appetite.'F*ck, usually demanding is not a problem for me, but why did my mouth suddenly feel hard to ask it?! Is it because I know that the answer is definitely no? Gosh… I’m so dead right now, you’re so dead now Griffin…' Griffin thought, his frustration building as he tried to find the right words.Just that afternoon, Griffin's mood had plummeted. Charles, in a shockingly candid conversation, had i
In the heart of the sprawling Behav Corporation, within the confines of the executive meeting room, a group of executives gathered. Their conversations buzzed with the anticipation of Bradley's arrival, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and idle chatter."Hey," Alan began, his voice carrying an air of curiosity. "Did you all hear that the newbie is taking a long holiday?""Really? I didn't know about that," Karel asked. "When did you hear it?""Well, I just heard it yesterday when making coffee," Alan said, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "I overheard him talking to Rika saying that he will take a long break starting today because he wants to find his soulmate!""A SOULMATE?!" said Sarah, who seconds ago had just been engrossed in her smartphone. Her phone almost slipped when heard that shocking news. "But...I thought he wanted to remain single forever. He's always said that to me whenever I ask for a date! Is he lying to me?" she asked, sounding heart broken."That's r
The airplane engines roared as the aircraft taxied down the runway, heading for their destination - Bluebell. Inside the plane, Greg, Dylan, and the teenage boy sat in their assigned seats. Dylan was positioned close to the plane corridor, Greg in the middle, and the teenage boy, still a bit overwhelmed by the experience, was seated by the window.The teenage boy's wide eyes darted around the cabin, taking in every detail. "Woah… So this is how it feels when riding a plane! The clouds are so cool, they are shaped like moneybags over there," he murmured, his fascination evident in his voice.Dylan leaned toward Greg, whispering, "Hey, Greg… Are you sure that kid can be our guide? Because when I look at him… I'm a bit doubtful."Greg watched the teenage boy, who was still marveling at the clouds outside. "I understand how you feel. I also feel the same way too when first I look at him, but you gotta trust him. He's our guide now,” Greg said before looking at Dylan’s back. “Hey, look, t
Inside the sleek, modern offices of Behav Company….For the first time in Behav, the situation in the office was just like any other office. The air was thick with tension, and the executives’ faces were etched with signs of stress and fatigue that they never encountered before. "Ugh, I can't believe it…" Alan muttered, his fingers tracing the data paper detailing Behav's stock market performance. "Never in my life have I chosen to work just to avoid someone. I think I can be Dr. Lou after this."Alan's sentiments were shared by the others in the room. Gilbert, in particular, seemed exasperated. "Same," he grumbled. "Although I was well aware that I'm pretty useless here… I never thought there was someone even more useless than me! Like seriously! Are you all sure that boy is even the future heir of Von Ritcher, the most powerful family in all of Cleveland and the owner's son of Behav?" Gilbert's gaze shifted to Griffin, who was currently pestering Karel to step out of the room. "W
The taxi came to a sudden halt, the screeching brakes echoing through the quiet surroundings. Greg, Dylan, and the teenage boy looked around, realizing that they had arrived at their destination.Brumm... CKIT!“Alright, we're already arrived in front of the Bluebell Inn, folks. Hope you enjoy your stay here,” the taxi driver announced."Thank you," Greg said with a nod as he handed the driver a generous tip. The driver flashed a quick grin before driving away, leaving the three of them standing in front of the old inn building."Hm, now that I look at it during the day, turns out the building is not that bad," Greg mused, his gaze fixed on the weathered structure. "In fact, it looks pretty... Kinda reminds me of the old witch's house that Hilda used to read about to me when I was a kid."“Alright, Mister. I will go there first, since I want to meet Maria. There’s something that I need from her while I’m here,” the teenage boy said. “If you want to see Jason, you can find him on the r