
Armed with a check disbursed from a woman last night, Rich chooses to buy a travel ticket and return to his country. At first, he wanted to go back to the apartment first. However, the place was tightly closed. Not only had the password been changed, but the other key had been replaced without his knowledge.
"Damn it! It's gotta be again, Uncle!" With annoyance Rich kicked the door.
Not wanting to waste any time, Rich immediately went to his uncle's company. However, just as he entered the entrance of the place, several guards seemed to have been waiting for his presence.
"Sorry, Sir. You are forbidden to enter" said one of the guards.
Rich took a step back, both hands he put on his waist while playing his tongue inside his mouth. Why does the bad luck still follow him.
"Why? What the hell's going on? What right do you have to forbid me from entering?" Rich was about to step forward, breaking through the three burly men who were now blocking his way. However, unfortunately they did not move at all from the position.
"Hey!" Frustrated, Rich turned around. One hand is still on the waist, while the other hand is combing the hair that is not how long.
Hoping for the guards to let their guard down, Rich immediately broke through the group of guards again. Unfortunately, they are not easy to be fooled. "I can't believe you're gonna treat me like this" Rich said.
"Sorry, Sir. We're just following orders." The guard's answer, of course, adds to the emotions in Rich's increasingly smoldering.
"Stop, or I'll teach you a lesson!" Rich tried to break through by looking for any blame he could. Until what they do becomes a spectacle of some employees there. Where they were quite astonished, would what had happened back then.
Almost all employees of Dday Holdings do not know who Richard is, because he is the one who never visited the company if not in a desperate situation. It was also with a strict escort according to his uncle's direction.
Shortly thereafter, after Rich's efforts bore no fruit. Several bodyguards and Jack seemed to be running towards them in a hurry.
Rich smiled in satisfaction, he pointed at the guard who was blocking furiously. "Thank God you came! Tell them who I really am! It's as if it's preventing me from going inside."
"Sorry, Sir." Instead of defending Rich, Jack leaned over and handed him his phone.
"Why? Is he not even willing to meet me this time?" ask Rich to his assistant.
Not getting an answer, inevitably Rich grabbed the phone and put it next to his ear. The baritone voice of a man who was clearly his uncle instantly greeted Rich's auditory senses.
"Go home! Don't make a fuss here! We'll meet in an hour."
Without further ado, the call just dropped off. Rich could only snort angrily, intending to slam the phone to vent his frustration, but Jack immediately stopped the hand that was already floating in the air.
"Master, that's my phone. Still niggling, don't slam!" whispered Jack, suddenly get a sharp glance from Rich.
"You don't think I can afford you a new phone." Pissed Rich.
"I'm afraid it is, '" said Jack.
"Curtain, we're home!" Rich returned Jack's phone.
They rushed to their intended place.
Reymond always had a myriad of ways to hold Rich. The man knew too well how his nephew behaved. Lack of affection, causing him to act arbitrarily.
While traveling, Rich, escorted by several bodyguards, appears to have begun entering the courtyard of an ancient residence. For a moment Rich was still silent in his position. For a long time he did not visit his grandfather after having a lover and chose to live alone in the apartment. Will everything be the same.
Rich got out of the car, his gaze circling every corner of the residence. Nothing has changed at all, even though almost five years have passed. He then took a long breath. Clean air away from pollution makes it a little quiet. "Home is the best place to go." Inner Rich.
"Grandfather." The quiet residence had few servants, making Rich who did not find his grandfather when he entered the house screamed for the old man to all over the place.
The servant who found his young master had returned then bowed respectfully. "Young Master."
"Where's Grandpa?"
"Great master is in the back garden, sir."
An old man with a cane to help walked in his hands, looking back. Having his favorite grandson back after so long, of course, Days was happy.
"My granddaughter, you're back." The old man spread out both hands while smiling for the grandson to embrace him. What they used to do long ago.
A smile was on Rich's face. His grandfather was different from his uncle. Always giving a lot of attention. Rich stepped quickly splashed onto Days' body.
"Grandfather are you well?"
"of course. You bad boy! Why do you rarely call your grandfather, huh? Are you just waiting for news of my death just ready to go home?" Angrily Days hit the back of his grandson's body. He spoiled Rich too much, making Rich too arbitrary.
"It's not so, Cake. I'm just—"
Not yet Rich answered, the baritone voice of another man from behind cut Rich's sentence.
"He's just crazy about the snake woman."
"Reymond, you came, too" said Days, releasing a hug from his grandson.
"If I don't come, Papa thinks this rancid boy is coming home?" Sinis Reymond briefly hugged his father and helped the man to sit down.
"How are you, Pa?"
"As you can see. My body is too old, maybe my age will not be long anymore" Days said in a clear tone.
Despite having enough possessions, both his son and grandson have now grown up. Not like he always played with her. In their twilight years, they left Days alone in a residence that now seemed lonely. There were only servants who comforted his days.
"Grandfather will have a long life. You can still see your great-grandchildren later. Let Uncle take your place into the afterlife first," joked Rich, instantly getting a loud pat on the head from Reymond.
"About speaking. You're an accursed nephew."
"You're too old, Uncle. And no woman will stand by you. You better go visit hell in peace. Let me take care of Grandpa later."
"You chose the wrong partner. You fool," Reymond quipped.
"Easy-after. You guys here if you meet there must be a debate." Days mediated the debate. He then held onto Rich's shoulders and took a look at his grandson's body. "How are you doing now, Rich? Why are you getting so skinny?"
"That's because he's crazy about the wrong woman. The blood leech incarnate woman ate all her flesh and drank her blood. Then, after everything was up, he left with the other guy, while Rich was just his bones." Rey glanced at her niece. "Pa, I doubt Richard is human. What if this came to us as a demon pretender pretending to be Rich and Rich—" Rey stopped the sentence while covering her mouth with her hands.
"Ish, Uncle!" Rich threw a small pebble in the garden at his uncle. Reymond's mouth was too venomous. "Then why did you tell me to come here?"
"Look, Pa. He even asked why I told him to come? Don't you realize how many years you haven't been home, huh? You should know that Papa's been worrying about you all this time. But, you're playing around with the women out there. Self-sufficient? Bye, bulshit! What did you get up to this point after hanging around out there?"
Rich was unable to answer what his uncle had said. He couldn't explain to his family what he was really doing. Let them still think Rich is a useless figure and a troublemaker, as long as what he does is not discovered by his uncle or grandfather.
Rich's gaze lowered, staring at the wrinkled hands that had already begun to tremble in his grasp.
His grandfather is getting older. Rich raised his view. Not only had his hands shaken, but his grandfather's hair had also turned completely white. The only one who loves him.
"I—" Lemas Rich was about to reply.
"That's it. Not too much drama! Jack." - Jack." Call Reymond to the men who used to accompany Rich from childhood.
Jack then took a pre-prepared file. He handed Rich a brown envelope.
As Rich frowned, what was his uncle's plan this time. "What's this?"
"Read it yourself! It's time you understood how hard the outside world is" Reymond replied.