My Crazy Rich - Ard

Chapter 5: Reuniting

Rich's eyes became more and more perfectly rounded, as his eyes read every line of sentence printed on the paper in his hand. "What does this mean, Uncle?" asked Rich with a face so shocked.

"As you can see! Do I still have to explain? I don't think for the best S2 graduates like you would be so stupid as to understand every word that's on there." Cynical Reymond.

Days who was curious about the discussion of his son and grandson then grabbed the paper and read. I don't know what Reymond wants to do this time, but as a parent, he obviously knows if his son is just doing things that will be useful for Richard's future.

"You want to revoke all my facilities? Then how am I gonna live?" rich protest.

"There are only two choices. You can read on the next sheet" Reymond replied casually.

"Uncle, you're kidding me, aren't you?"

"Did I ever play games with you?" Reymond casually picked up a cigarette and lit it. It's time for Rich to understand that if he lived without money, no woman would be willing to approach him later.

"If you're not willing to work as an OB in the company. Then you better get your feet up from here now without a thread. What you're using right now belongs to the Days. Even the name you always use comes from this family."

Thick smoke began to billow into the air from Reymon's mouth, while Rich stared hard at his grandfather, hoping that the old man would defend him this time. "Grandfather, hasn't Uncle gone too far?"

Unfortunately, there was no response from the grandfather's defense, so Rich looked sharply at the uncle. "Uncle, are you deliberately planning to take possession of the treasure by getting rid of me?"

"Why? Can't it? Besides, I'm also Papa's original descendant, while you. You must have known the answer." A hurtful word Reymond deliberately uttered. The tremors in Rich's hands seemed so clear, causing Reymond's corners to lift slightly in reaction to his nephew. "Again, than you spend money with any woman out there. I'd better donate soon to some orphanage. Maybe it's more useful, if only the angel of death had more intention of picking you up than me and papa."

"Grandfather." Rich tried to shake. All this time he's been living. How can I suddenly become poor. It can be revealed that all its original properties will be revealed later.

"Ah one more. You should be able to stay where I've prepared. Don't stay here without my permission! If you want to go to your women's place, go ahead! That's even if they still consider knowing you after knowing you have nothing."

"Uncle!" Rich stood up from his position. Emotions clearly enveloped the man. However, the uncle seemed to care little for his current reaction.

"Time goes on. You have ten seconds to think. Removed from the Days family list or follow my orders for an unspecified period of time." Rey glanced at the clock that was coiled around her wrist. "Five, four, three—"

"All right! I'm going to work for the company" Rich said in annoyance.

"Jack!" Call Reymond.

"Yes, sir."

Reymond only gave a gesture, but Jack immediately understood his master's intent.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Rich protested when one by one branded items attached to his body were simply stalked by Jack.

"As per agreement. You're just a regular guy now. I suggest you not to expose who you really are. Because I guarantee you, they will only laugh at you" Reymond warned. "Bring him!"

"Now?" Speak Rich with both eyes wide. "Should I go now?" Rich thrashed, trying to escape from the guards who now led him. "Hey, Uncle. Aren't you being too cruel?" rich shouted as they got further away.

Days who witnessed his son's decision could only sigh deeply. "Aren't you being too hard on her, Rey?"

"It's time Rich learned the rigors of life, Pa. Don't defend her too much. We don't know when they started moving. We can't let Rich lose that fight."

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On the other hand, a woman and her assistant were also riled up thinking about the father's decision. He fell down the ladder of life he lived. Losing a lover of heart, honor with a foreign man, is now forced to marry a man he obviously would not like. It was impossible for him to receive a proposal from that much married old man.

He had just finished filling out an event, but the first thing that greeted him on his phone was the message from the father not to be late to go home, because the old man would propose today as well.

"Sis, what do you think if I just run away?" rachel asked when they got to the car.

"Totally so." Rachel's mind was upset, and she looked outside at the moving car. One by one the trees just passed by without leaving any memories. Will his life be bland too?

"Akh!" Just thinking about her future that would be bleak alone made Rachel feel frustrated. He ruffled his hair in annoyance and kicked his legs forward.

"Turn around. Take me to the nightclub."

"But, Rach. Your daddy's gonna be pissed if he finds out you're not coming home soon."

"Sis, please this time let me let go of my free time first. You know how strict it would be if I lived among the rich. They will demand more, my freedom is lost in the blink of an eye. At least let me have some fun tonight" Rachel said, cupping both hands.

Siska could only sigh heavily. "All right, it's up to you. But I won't bear your daddy's anger later. You better find your own reasonable excuse."

"You are the best."

Rachel got out of the car wearing sunglasses, a mask, a hat, and a hoody. He stopped the taxi, to avoid the stalkers who were still roaming.

One thing is for sure, do not let him get drunk tonight or the problems faced will be greater later.

A moment later, Rachel arrives at the nightclub. He circulated his gaze in all directions, looking for the best hiding position. However, it seemed like his favorite place had already been used by a man who was trying to get drunk due to so many bottles of drinks in front of him. "Wait a minute, I seem to have seen him."

Without hesitation, Rachel moved closer to the man sitting alone while occasionally trying to cover his face.

"May I join." Unashamedly, Rachel snatched the man's glass and directly sat beside him just like that.

"You!" Rachel immediately smothered the mouth of the man in front of her.

"Don't be loud! Lots of paparazzi here!" rachel whispered as she looked to her right and left.

"remove! Don't bother me!" Richard took back his glass.

"No! I'll stay here. I see you're just as pathetic as I am anyway." Rachel's hand beckoned the waiter to get her a glass as well. "I should have been upset that she had dared to take my virginity. But why does he look even crazier than I am right now?" Inner Rachel.

Not wanting to argue because of the bad mood, Rich let Rachel act as she pleased.

"It's none of my business either. At least I'm not handing over my honor to that sweet-mouthed brengseek guy" Rachel said in her heart.

Rachel who had promised herself not to get drunk, now turned around and drank quite a lot. Causing him to chatter ria since then without stopping.

"You know, you should be honored to have enjoyed my virginity. The world is so unfair to people like me. When the man I loved was taken by my own sister, my Daddy set me up with an old business partner. Cih, sucks. He even has nine wives" Rachel half-consciously complained to a stranger whose name she did not even know.

"Currently, should I thank you for giving me that honor?" Rich glanced at the woman beside him. She no longer looked as young as other women. Most of them have lost their self-esteem at an early age. "Either be grateful or fall down for having to wrestle with an old woman like you. But sometimes life is unfair. But at least you're rich" Rich said, chugging a drink.

"I am rich. But, there's no freedom."

"What is freedom without money?" Unknowingly the two tell each other stories, imagining their days ahead in each other's minds.

"Huft, if only I could make that old man give up on marrying me," Rachel said, exhaling deeply.

"Hire a gigolo to be a hired husband."

Rachel stared at the man beside her. Why hadn't he thought about it since. Looking around, the man beside him was quite handsome. "What if you were my husband? As long as you can get that bakotan guy to give up, I'll pay whatever you want."