Chapter 2

"TSK…! It's useless for you to hit me, uncle. You'll never get what you want. And let me tell you one thing: your vengeance is unreasonable!"

"Asshole! You're a little son of a bitch, Oliver! I shouldn't have brought you in and taken care of you. If you didn't want to avenge your mother." Rustic was furious with Oliver's attitude, who never obeyed his orders. And the result was that they fought and hit each other. Sometimes, the two men of different ages almost eliminated each other.

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The fight between uncle and nephew lasted a long time. Oliver, who was provoked, hit Rustic. He caused bruises on the older man's face.

"I've had it with you! Ever since I was a kid, you've been hitting me if I don't follow your damn orders. Now, I'm not a kid you're always beating up. I know what to do without you telling me to! Stop telling me what to do, or I'll hook your damn mouth!" said Oliver, furious at Rustic.

Once satisfied, Oliver climbed off his uncle's body. He was leaving the older man helpless from Oliver's beating.

"Motherfucker, if it wasn't for me. You'd be rotting in hell!" said Rustic, replying to Oliver's words.

Oliver paused, then turned his body around. He stared at Rustic, scoffing as he hissed. "Damn…! I also didn't expect to be saved by a loser like you who only knows revenge but can't avenge what that man did to my mother, and you're an unreliable man, Rustic; I'd rather not know you as my uncle!"

Oliver left his uncle. Away from that cursed place, carrying the grudge that had been ingrained in him.

He hopes to meet the family that killed his mother. Even if the man is at the end of the world, Oliver will find him and make the man pay for the death of his mother.

After Oliver left the place where he lived all this time, there was someone who noticed Oliver—the girl who secretly loved the arrogant man.

"Oliver, where are you going?" asked the girl named Maria.

Oliver only glanced at her, ignoring her question.

"Oliver, I asked you a question! Where are you going? Why are you carrying a bag? Do you want to leave me?"

"Shut up, Maria! You don't need to know where I'm going."

"Do I mean nothing to you? You just left me like that. Without telling me," Maria said. Sadly.

"I'll be back after my business is done." Without looking at Maria's face, Oliver walked away.

While Maria stared at Oliver's departure, there was a sense of disappointment in her at being left by the man she loved without telling her where Oliver was going.

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Oliver decides to find the man who has destroyed his life so far. He is determined to go to the big city on his motorcycle.

The journey from Dakota to Los Angeles takes 24 hours, which Oliver will take.

Luckily, Oliver brings enough money with him to fund his life in the big city, which allows him to survive before getting a job there.

For a place to stay, Oliver would probably stay with one of his best friends until he got a flat to stay in while in Los Angeles.

The day began to turn into night. Oliver had travelled almost a quarter of the way. Now, he was refuelling his bike and taking a break to recharge his body.

Fortunately, there was a mini market at the fuel station, where Oliver bought some instant food to eat. He vaguely heard someone talking about the person he was looking for.

"Have you heard the news this time?" a man asked his friend.

"What news?"

"Don't you know? The youngest daughter of one of the influential families is looking for someone special to protect her youngest daughter."

"You mean? The youngest daughter of the Franklin family!"

"Who else but that businessman's family? You know that the Franklin family would pay a lot of money to look after Franklin's favourite youngest daughter."

"But unfortunately, I'm not interested!" said the man, responding to his friend's remark about the Franklin family.

"Why aren't you interested? Men out there are applying for the job in droves. But you-!" pointed out the man's friend. "You're a weird guy! I'd love to apply, but unfortunately, I don't have any martial arts skills like you."

"TSK…! Let's not talk about it anymore. It's better to focus on work."

After the conversation between the two men, they went back to work. And then came Oliver, who smiled meaningfully.

Oliver approached those who were busy at the cashier—serving the visitors who came.

After a long queue, Oliver brought his purchases to be counted.

"Good evening, sir! Would you like to add any more items to your cart?" he asked kindly.

"No!" said Oliver.

The mini-market lady started counting after hearing that Oliver didn't want to add more items to his shopping list.

After counting the total of the groceries and mentioning the total of the groceries, Oliver took out a dollar bill and gave it to the cashier.

"Can I ask you a question?" said Oliver.

"What would you like to ask, sir?"

"I heard your conversation earlier. Can I ask what kind of job the family needs?"

"Oh, sir, would you like to apply to be a bodyguard?"

"Bodyguard?" asked Oliver again.

"Yes, sir, the Franklin family is looking for a bodyguard for their youngest daughter. And the salary offered is huge! If I could do martial arts, I'd probably apply for the job!"

With a slight smile that no one noticed, Oliver was interested in the job. He was determined to apply for the job to be Franklin's youngest daughter's bodyguard.

Then, Oliver asked the man to tell him his address.

"Can you tell me where the address is?"

"You want to apply there?" the man asked, a little sceptical.

"Yes, I'm going to apply to be a bodyguard!

"Wait a moment, sir. I'll get the paper and pen."

The man affixed the address and gave it to Oliver.