RA S001: First Sight

Chapter Y

“Lease!”

“You're deaf, huh!? I said let go!!” Shalome rebelled with all his might.

“Nona, please cooperate.” The black taekwondo belt that Shalome was holding was made unflattered in front of his grandfather's hired bodyguards. They consist of former athletes who have won world championships. It would not be wrong for Sonny to send them because Shalome herself is a taekwondo black belt holder.

“Let go of me!” shalome Shouts. As if deaf, Shalome was forced to get into a car.

“You're brash!” After being in the car. He wasn't just left. Shalome sits flanked by two large and burly bodyguards, as well as a former world champion.

Not giving up, Shalome tried to escape by trying to attack one of the bodyguards with karate style. Unfortunately, it didn't work.

“Nona, do not force us to use rough way,” said one of the bodyguards who managed to lock Shalome's hand.

In addition to studying martial arts that came from the Land of Ginseng, taekwondo. Shalome also studied another type of martial art, karate. In contrast to taekwondo which relies more on leg strength. The defense of the Sakura Country's origin is more focused on hand strength.

In Shalome's position now, sitting while flanked by two men. Applying the steps of karate is the solution. But, he only reached the purple belt. Making his resistance can be broken easily by the bodyguards who are martial masters. Complete with more experience than him. From the beginning, he had already lost.

Sending the masters to deal with Shalome. Overdoing it, certainly not. Shalome's martial arts skills, always successful to make Sonny's men not warted. But today is different than before.

“Restore!”

“Do not be presumptuous, yes!” Shalome screams like the wind.

“Don't touch my stuff!” Shalome didn't take her bag, forcibly taken by one of the bodyguards. A bodyguard kept unpacking and retrieving Shalome's belongings such as wallets, mobile phones and passports.

“Restore my phone! I have to speak directly to the President!”

“Nona can talk to him, when arriving at ruman, later,” replied cuek a bodyguard, ignoring the anger of Shalome.

Feel useless against. Shalome obediently obeyed the bodyguard's words. Shalome's obedience bore fruit and brought her back to the Valkyrie residence. He was immediately driven in as soon as he got out of the car. Shalome again set foot in the magnificent building that only a few hours ago he left. The usually crowded Valkyrie residence will go back and forth the servants. Now it looks hollow, as if it was arranged as it is. Shalome was taken to the living room still with a pair of bodyguards who never once removed his arm.

“Release!” hiss Shalome while stomping roughly on his arm but did not come off. He was already furious, treated like a big-time criminal who was required to be closely guarded so as not to escape. Although there was a chance to escape, Shalome would not waste it either.

The butler who saw Shalome's arrival, knocked on the door. Then let Shalome in as soon as he got permission. In the living room, Sonny and Margaret were already waiting there. Shalome furrowed his brows, slightly astonished at the whereabouts of his mother.

“Sit,” said Sonny instantly as soon as Shalome entered the living room.

Shalome stomped roughly on his arm, until it slipped apart. Before leaving the two bodyguards escorting Shalome bowed respectfully to Sonny.

“What is Grandpa up to need to act so far!?” Shalome held her wrists sore from being gripped by Sonny's men.

“Restore everything, to where it was,” Margaret orders to two maids. After a bodyguard brought in his daughter's suitcase.

Margaret lifted her teacup gracefully. Ignoring Shalome's exasperated look at him.

“So, this time what is the defense of Grandpa?” Shalome chose to sit on the long sofa, facing Margaret who was still calm.

“Here, you have no right to ask that question.” Margaret placed her cup of tea, looking straight at Shalome.

“What's your defense? Behind your plans to leave home without permission.”

“Izin?” Shalome stared in disbelief at Margaret and Sonny, alternating.

Shalome was speechless, speechless. “I'm not a child anymore,” kilah Shalome.

“But in Mommy's eyes, your nature is still like a child,” scorned Margaret.

“What exactly, want Mommy to tell me, anyway.” Shalome looked at the annoyed Margaret who instead calmly sipped her green tea. Instead of answering the question.

“We're disappointed in you,” Sonny chirps.

“How can you arbitrarily decide something in the company?”

Shalome looked at Sonny lightly. “Oh .... So, it's all about that,” the answer lightly.

Shalome knew someone was helping Justin. But he didn't think Sonny was the guy.

“You're banned from leaving the house until your engagement party, later," Sonny broke up.

DEG

“Engagement!?” Shalome widened his eyes.

“Ya, engagement,” reset Sonny.

Shalome turned to Margaret. “What Mom ...” He's sticking up his sentence. When she found her mother, she looked calm. Doesn't look as surprised as he is.

“Ah ...” sigh Shalome. Realize, he's trapped.

“This time, what does Grandpa get in exchange for my engagement?” ask Shalome. He decided to look for his. He didn't want to be the only fool.

“The relationship between Valkyrie Group's and Alexander Corporation's,” is clear Sonny.

“Basically .... Grandpa already sold me,” sarcastic Shalome.

“Shalome, watch your mouth!” reproof Margaret.

“Why?” Shalome stared innocently at Margaret.

“No, yes?” He pretended not to know. “What's wrong with my words?”

Shalome turned to stare at Sonny coldly. “Even .... Honorable Chairman of the Valkyrie, did not dispute it,” Shalome taunted. There is a stark aura of hostility that Shalome is trying to show to her mother and grandfather, especially to Sonny.

Shouted Margaret, “SHALOME, YOU ..” Margaret cleared her throat, as Sonny gestured for the woman to be calmer.

Shalome's a little down. This was the first time Margaret raised her voice in front of him. But that didn't dampen Shalome's resolve. Even if it has to be sacrificed. He wanted to know how he was executed. What kind of shit does he have to deal with. Shalome could not just be sent to a battlefield that he himself, not knowing his condition.

“Kira .... What percent is my share?” Shalome crossed her legs, looking for a comfortable sitting position. “It is impossible, the famous President of Valkyrie, to be stingy on the one and only .. his beloved grandson,” continued Shalome, ignoring the warning gaze of the mother.

💕💕💕

Ace Blue Charlotte's

September 29th, 2020