Samuel had just finished his final gulp of soup when Yvonne returned to the room. She blocked him when he got up and wanted to throw the cup away.“I’ll help you throw it.”Before Samuel could react, Yvonne had already snatched the empty container from his hands.He noticed her shame-filled expression. He smiled and asked, “Is there anything you want to tell me?”Yvonne dipped her head. She could not get the two hundred thousand her mother needed from the company. The Sues were her family, but even her grandmother suspected that she had filled her pockets with the company’s profits to buy the Audis, although she would never do such a thing.That was why Yvonne decided that she could only borrow the money from her husband after she made the promise to Lydia.“You sleep on the bed tonight. I want to sleep on the floor,” she said.Samuel looked at her, a wry smile twisting his lips. “Just say whatever you want to say,” he said.This was the first time throughout the three years of their m
Samuel curled up on the couch in the living room. This woman sure was quick to change her demeanor, he thought. They were talking about the bed—how did he end up there?Women were such tigresses.The next day, Samuel went to the bank after he dropped Yvonne at her office.It was not easy for him to get a queue number. By the time it was his turn, he was simply told that he needed to make an appointment if he wanted to withdraw two hundred thousand bucks in cash. The young woman over the counter looked at the credit card in his hand and shook her head. She did not know which cave this man crawled from. How could he not know such a simple thing?“I won’t need an appointment if I have this card, right?” Samuel said.He was trying to keep a low profile by not heading straight to the VIP room. He never expected to be treated so disdainfully by a teller.“Does your card give you special privileges?” the young woman said, smiling. She had never seen a card like the one in the man’s fingers fo
Seeing that Samuel was not back yet, Yvonne decided to call him. Flora and her family were already at their place, and Lydia was urging Yvonne to quickly think of a way to get the money to them.“I have the money. I’m on my way back,” Samuel said.Yvonne still felt sorry about the entire situation, especially since they had not brought Samuel out when they had gone to the hotel for dinner last night, and he had stayed home alone eating cup noodles. Furthermore, she troubled him to go to the hotel to help her out.“Don’t make dinner tonight,” she said.Samuel smiled and said, “What will Father and Mother eat if I don’t make dinner?”“It’s not like they’re handicapped. Let them make their own dinner,” Yvonne said, stewing.“All right then.”When he got back, Flora snatched the packet from his hands without even asking, sure that it contained money. She peeked into it. It was bursting with crisp, gorgeous notes. Only then did she break out into a smile.“Where did you go? Why did you take
The first thing Flora did when she blearily opened her eyes was to hug her arms, but she found that there was nothing in her grip. She immediately jerked awake.“My money! Where’s my money!” she shrieked in terror.Ferdinand and Steven too, looked like they just had icy water sloshed over their heads. They were awake and alert.“Didn’t you take it? Why is it gone?”“Mom, didn’t you say that you weren’t going to sleep? Where’s the money? I need the money to marry,” Steven said, voice strained.Flora grabbed the conductor by the collar and said, “I lost my money on your train. Give it back! Give me my two hundred thousand bucks!”At the station, the three created such a huge ruckus that they shocked even the station master. They insisted that the station compensated for their loss of two hundred thousand bucks, and Flora shrieked and sobbed and wailed like a dying banshee near the ticket counter.In the end, the staff helped them lodge a police report and sent the three off, finally putt
“Please don’t make an unnecessary fuss here, Miss. Take a look here. We don’t have a place for you now. If you want to eat here, then wait. If you don’t want to wait, you can leave. We won’t miss one customer,” the cashier said snobbishly.Yvonne was so angry she wanted to punch somebody. What sh*tty logic was that? They were not going to provide proper service just because they had a lot of customers? Besides, they should be adhering to their reservation policies when someone actually made a reservation.The cherry on top was that she said that Yvonne was making an unnecessary fuss even though she was merely standing up for her right!“I'm not leaving. What are you going to do? Manhandle me?” Yvonne said, parking her hands at her hips.Samuel could not help but chuckle at the sight. She really could not think of a more…convincing method, could she? Persisting on staying was something a kid would do.“There’s an unruly person here, security,” the cashier said into her walkie-talkie. Sh
The manager froze when he heard that voice, standing as still as a statue for a moment before hurrying over to the man’s side. “Boss, an unruly young man is making trouble here. He even beat up our security guards.”“Oh?” Christopher Lane looked at Samuel with some interest. He was well aware of what the three guards were capable of, and this young man managed to beat all of them by himself. His strength could not be underestimated.He ran his eyes over Samuel but noticed nothing special about him. The groans from the three security guards on the floor were very real though.“My dear boy, it seems like you’ve got some skill. Why don’t you join my company? I’ll pay you thirty thousand bucks a month,” Christopher said to the young man.Samuel’s lips curled in contempt. “As if I’d work for garbage like you,” he said.Christopher’s expression darkened. No one ever dared to use such a tone with him, not with his status in Cloud City. “Look here, sonny boy, you seem like a prodigy and I, C
“I’ll give you a chance to call other men.” Samuel’s eyes were like piercing shards of ice as he spoke to Christopher.Christopher gritted his teeth. He had never met such an arrogant man before, and he said that he would give a chance!Christopher acknowledged that the man before him was strong—he managed to defeat this personal bodyguard, after all, who was not any regular fighter. However, that did not mean that no one in Cloud City could be a match for him.“Fine then, you conceited punk. I, Christopher Lane, will open your eyes today and show you what a true fighter is!”His men quickly arrived after he made a call.Yet they all fell, one by one, not a single one spared. The restaurant of the Grand Hyatt was filled with moans of pain.A chill snaked down Christopher’s spine. Who the hell was this guy? How could he be so strong?“B-boss, why don’t we ask Brother Johann to bring two of his men over. He’d definitely have quite a few skilled combatants around him,” the manager said to
The cashier behind the counter had long been scared speechless, but Samuel had not forgotten about her. “Apologize to my wife,” he said.“I-I’m sorry,” she stuttered, bowing her head.Christopher was still looking at Johann, hoping that he could at least help by saying something. Even if his men could not defeat that punk, surely Johann’s status could suppress that fellow’s brazen arrogance somehow.However, Christopher’s hopes were dashed when Johann placed his hands on his thighs and bent over slightly, indicating deference to the young man. The sight made all the color leech out of Christopher’s face.Even Johann…did not dare to provoke that fellow!Who on earth was this young man?Samuel brought his wife to a table by the window; Christopher tiptoed over to Johann’s side. “Brother Johann, who is this man?” he asked.Johann emitted an unsympathetic harrumph. “Christopher Lane, go and dig a grave and bury yourself in it,” he said. “I’m not going to suffer in your place. If I get into