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"Huh?" "What's this guy saying?" "Is he okay?" "For free? In which barber's shop?" The barbers' shocked gasps and reactions rang in the air. Everyone thought he was joking or bluffing."Ah! I know your problem, you probably think this is the 20-dollar barber shop you used to go for a haircut? Look well, young man, you're in ABS! Aficionado Barbing Studio!" Gideon burst into laughter trying to hurt Henry's feelings.However, Henry kept a grim look. "I mean it, I have connections and I'll get a haircut for free. Watch and learn."Gideon erupted, his fury at peak. Why was he so hard to hurt? And before, he acted more vulnerable, allowing him to bully him as he wished. Why did he change? "Dammit, if you can get a haircut for free, I'll kneel before you and call you dad!"Henry was quite taken aback by his statement. "Are you sure about this? Because I don't easily forget bets." He said with a cold aura.Gideon felt a bit intimidated and reasoned he might be serious, but later brushed it o
Henry and Gilbert faced each other with smiles. "Long time no see, Henry. Allow me to give you a special private treatment in my inner chamber.""Sure, no problem," Henry replied, following him into the spacious office that looked like a separate room on its own. He headed to the high-end luxury room made to resemble a barbershop but with more facilities.Henry sat down and told him the hairstyle he wanted, and he skillfully began his work on the hair. He trimmed the edges and began the burst fade, and at the end the haircut came out perfect. "Young master looks 10 years younger!" Gilbert couldn't help but flatter."Don't flatter me, Gilbert," Henry criticized. He knew he looked younger, but 10 years younger was too exaggerated. He was only in his twenties, of he aged ten years back, would he suddenly become a child?! Gilbert realized he was unhappy and hurriedly corrected himself. "Ah, my apologies."Henry shot him a look, before saying, "enough with the formalities. Aren't we cl
The next day, Henry woke up early and began to prepare for work. He wore a not-too-expensive suit that did not attract too much attention, and white sneakers. When he was done, he got into his car and headed to the White Group. He alighted and took his steps into the large company, his expression strict and calculative. His first destination was Clifford's office so that he could register his name in the list of workers. He took the lift to the two-hundred-and-fiftieth floor, stopping at the vice president's office. He barged the door open. Clifford was busy with work, but the second he saw that it was Henry that barged into his office, he stood up immediately. "Young master, it's a pleasure to see you this morning!" He greeted with a polite smile. "You too, Cliff," Henry said, taking his seat. "I came for the registration." Clifford smiled at his cold attitude. He could remember how even more cold Reuben's attitude was to him, but deep down, they were the kindest people. He t
Henry ignored her gibberish and began sorting himself out. He discovered he had to collect the company's assets before fully beginning his work as an analyst.He grabbed his phone and walked out of the office heading to the HOD's office which was on the two hundred and twenty ninth floor. On his way, he mistakenly stumbled into a man as the man groaned and fell to his knees. "I'm really sorry," he said as he knelt down and picked up his files from the floor. He was about to hand them over when he saw drops of blood on the floor.But he didn't think he hit the man that hard to draw blood? The man got up slowly as he collected the files from Henry's hand. "Thank you..." the man began to say, when their eyes met. He quickly looked down and his expression changed mildly."It's alright," Henry didn't think much into it and waved it off. But he immediately turned back when saw the man walking with his hands on his left waist.His mind suddenly clicked and he remembered stabbing the maske
The place was dark and dusty, the windows broken and only a small opening allowed light inside. The furniture looked like it had been there since the 90s. The tracker had led them to this area in the shabby city district, which consequently meant the masked had taken off the trouser and kept it here."Okay, we're going in, now!" The head guardian of the White family, Johannes Tan, laid down his strict command after checking inside to be sure it was clear.Immediately, Henry, Clifford, together with the full army of the White security force, stormed into the small house, searching everywhere.They checked the laundry basket and saw the trouser with the tracker in it, confirming their assumption.While others dispersed into various rooms, Henry checked out the living room. It was filled with papers, worn out items, and the lights were flickering.He saw some items on the shaky table and moved over. A paper contained the employment letter he was given in the White Group with his name, S
He knew he took that video in case he was being arrested, he could use that to protect himself in case he was being arrested and asked to say the name of the murderer.“West Lou,” he muttered in thought. He knew that place well because it was an abandoned storey building where lawbreakers carried out their dealings.That person must truly be hideous. He pocketed the flash, the pictures and every other thing he could gather before the rest of the group arrived. He called the attention of Johannes Tan and told him what he saw. Then he said, “send the men to West Lou, I'll be heading back to the White mansion with Clifford.”"Sure!" The middle-aged burly guardian saluted. "Boys, we are heading to West Lou after now!""Yes sir!" They all agreed and headed for the location in their vehicles. Three men were left to guard to the entrance to the building while others left.Henry went back home with Clifford as he did not feel the need to go to work that day again. When they arrived at the gr
"I did it," Clifford responded. Henry slowly shifted his gaze to give him a shocked stare. "What?" Stella exclaimed as she couldn't believe what she was hearing. So it happened under her nose and she never knew?With tightly clenched fists, Henry questioned, "What the hell is going on?" Despite his urge to throw a punch, he refrained, and decided to wait for him to reply. Clifford lowered his head in contrition, remorseful. "Ma'am, young master, I'm truly sorry for not saying it sooner, but Mr. Reuben asked me to bring the frame right before he passed away. He gave me instructions to place it there.""I didn't realize the significance of it so I thought it wasn't important." Fidgeting with his hands, he continued, "Also, I didn't have time to ask him about it before he passed away."The room fell into a heavy silence as he finished speaking, and then, with a deep sigh, he slowly sank to his knees."I never meant this to happen, I'm really sorry," he apologized as Henry sighed."Sta
Henry clenched his fists, keeping a straight face for a second, but then he relaxed and put on a small smile."Thanks, at least you're letting me see the manager. So, where exactly is his office?" He asked as Rosa rolled her eyes and pointed in a certain direction."You see that corner over there? That's his office. You can go embarrass yourself for all I care. After all, Clara has already dumped a guy like you and will soon be getting married," she said.Henry smirked, raising one of his eyebrows, then he walked away from them. As he made his way to the office, he cleared his throat and knocked on the door, but there was no response. So, he decided to open the door himself, gently pushing it open and closing it behind him."Good morning, sir," he said, his little smile fading away as he looked at the man who was busy with his laptop."Yes, how may I help you?" The man shifted his gaze to Henry and removed his eyeglasses to get a better look."The same stupid and unreasonable guy who a