The sun's rays began to provide warmth to all inhabitants of the earth. The boy who was still sleeping began to open his eyes because of the interference from the light that entered from the curtains of his bedroom window.
"I'm tired of all this," he complained.
Who is that boy?
He is Aldrich. He lives alone in a luxury apartment that only millionaires live in.
How rich to be called a millionaire?
If you have a net worth of 1 Million Dollars and still growing every day. You can be called a millionaire.
Aldrich Carrington is one of them. He owns a company that always succeeds in creating new technologies to make people's lives easier. All of his works are always trending topics in the community modern.
He is not the one who directly manages the company but his subordinates who have received the title of genius and have high loyalty.
But no one knows if he is the owner of that big company. He never appeared in the office or front of his subordinates.
He only gave orders through his cell phone call.
What is the name of his company?
The Thunder Tech Corporation is the name of the company.
As the name implies, his company has always skyrocketed among other companies. Be as fast as lighting trending topics every time he launches his work.
Aldrich finished his showers and stepped into the walk-in closet. More than 10 sets of uniforms are neatly arranged in there.
Take a set of uniforms and wear them in silence. The uniform fit perfectly to his body. The final touch was a tie he wrapped around his neck.
An elegant black watch was chosen as an accessory as well as a timepiece for him.
As for footwear, a pair of black sneakers became her choice for today. When he looked at his watch that showed 6 o'clock, he immediately grabbed the leather jacket hanging in the closet and rushed to the parking lot of his apartment.
Broom. Broom
The sound of a black sports motorbike sounded loud at the entrance to the school. Every girl's eyes stared at him who was driving the motorcycle.
The whispers of those praising him were familiar to his ears. Yet he remained casual and indifferent.
When he was about to park his motorcycle, a boy stood right where he usually parked his motorcycle. Forced himself to stop on the track.
"Carrington," the boy said. He was still standing there with a calm face.
Who is he?
The only boy who called him Carrington was Vincent Reed.
With his piercing eyes, Aldrich Carrington tried to shove Vincent Reed out of his parking lot.
But Vincent was still there with a wide, ridiculous smile. The students began to gather around and began to look at them with curious faces.
Carrington suddenly lowered the standard of his motorcycle and got off. Without saying a word, he threw the motorcycle keys at Vincent and stepped into the school building without removing his helmet.
As he walked down the hall to his locker, Aldrich heard the girls getting wild at him. They are whispered a lot.
"It's him! Oh, God."
"Even though he's wearing a helmet, I can guess if he's that handsome first A-class student."
"He's like a motorcycle gang member, which makes me love him even more."
"We'll see, I can have him."
That's a small part of their whisper that was heard by Aldrich. He was so tired of all this.
Arriving at the locker, Aldrich took the books he needed and put them in his bag. Suddenly there are 5 men approached him.
One of the men was standing right beside him.
"So... you are the favorite of all the girls of this school?" said the boy. He is a boy with big muscles and tan skin.
From his level of bravery, he looked like the leader of this gang. Whatever the gang, Aldrich didn't want to know.
Without removing his helmet, Aldrich walked past them casually. Suddenly one of them throws the baseball to Aldrich's head which was still hidden behind the helmet.
"Hah!" snorted Aldrich.
With slow-motion, he removed his helmet. Aldrich walked with steady steps towards the gang leader.
'Hugo Stein' A name tag caught his eye.
"Hugo. You better take your friends to leave," said Aldrich.
"I won't leave before ruining your face until the girls stop staring at you," Hugo said confidently.
"I'm telling you. Your plan won't work."
Instantly the man named Hugo grabbed Aldrich's shirt and threw his fists.
bug.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" The teacher who was passing by accidentally saw Aldrich being hit by Hugo.
Hugo let go of his grip and casually walked away from the scene.
"Are you all right, Aldrich?" asked the Teacher.
Aldrich just nodded and headed to class.
"It's not over yet. Hugo," Aldrich muttered then smiled widely.
After joining in in learning activities for up to 6 hours. Finally, the bell rang.
Kriinnnng
Time to go home. Just coming out of class, Aldrich heard the voice of a boy that he had memorized calling him.
"Carrington," he called.
"Once again Vincent—" annoyed Aldrich.
"Whoaaa calm down. I just want to return your key." Vincent raised his hand that held the motorcycle key.
Aldrich immediately grabbed the motorcycle keys from Vincent's hands and walked away.
"I've parked it safely." Vincent followed Aldrich beside him. But Aldrich paid no heed to him at all.
"Hey. Don't you want to thank me?" Vincent teased.
"Where is your house?" Vincent asked. Digging the information from Aldrich.
"Maybe we can go—" Vincent stopped when he saw Aldrich stop.
Aldrich looked ahead with clenched fists. Vincent, who was curious, looked at Aldrich's gaze.
"Oh my God." Vincent stared intently at Aldrich's motorcycle.
The motor now has paint streaks that fill its body. Not only that but the motor body is also filled with severe scratches. Both motorcycle tires had run out of air because the knife had stuck deep there.
Hugo who was leaning on his car looked at Aldrich. They stared at each other for several minutes.
"I can take you home," Vincent offered.
"I don't need it," said Aldrich curtly.
Aldrich did not take his eyes off Hugo. Hugo and his friends left the school with his car. A slight smirk appeared on their lips.
Aldrich calls an online taxi and leaves Vincent.
While in the taxi, Aldrich finds out about Hugo. He easily fiddled with the apps on his cell phone and managed to get to know where Hugo was, who was his friends, family, addresses, and places he hung out.
"We'll meet soon, Hugo. I'll take over the game," Aldrich smiled broadly but the look in his eyes was scaring.
The flickering lights accompanied the music from the DJ who was booming. A man with big muscle and tan skin is cool to shake his body energetically. He is Hugo Stein.It seemed that the alcohol had begun to take hold of him. With slightly unsteady steps he got off the dance floor and returned to the bar. He asked the bartender to refill the champagne for the umpteenth time.The bartender looked at Hugo irritating."What?! Just do your job," Hugo snapped.The bartender didn't care if Hugo was drunk. But he just didn't want his bar to have an unnecessary noise over someone drunk.Because Hugo had been cursing everyone who bumped with him from the start until
All lessons today went on as usual. When the teacher left the classroom, a homeroom teacher came."Hello, I just want to convey to new students after this you don't go home yet. Come to my room," said the homeroom teacher."Aldrich, Vincent! Don't try to run away again." The homeroom teacher was waiting at the door.Aldrich calmly walked towards the exit. Vincent immediately followed the man and whispered. "Are you coming to the room?"Aldrich didn't answer, he quickened his pace past the homeroom easily. The homeroom teacher looked like he was bewitched but stayed silent until Aldrich moved away from his sight.Vincent looked at what had just happened in a
"Fuck! I have to go back home," Aldrich cursed. He didn't care anymore about his shattered cell phone, he got back into the car and stomped on the gas pedal until he heard the distinctive roar of a Ferrari car. After approximately 1 hour drive to his house which is quite far from the city center. Now Aldrich has entered the yard of his house, there is a large garden that adorns the Victorian Mansion. Aldrich immediately stopped his car quite far from the entrance. In front of the entrance, a man looks uneasy. Especially with seeing Aldrich who came with a cold face, made the man standing in front of the door even more scared. "Master–," said the man.
"What's the matter with my friend, sir?" said Vincent. One of the cops led Vincent out of the classroom, while the other cop was asking Aldrich some questions. “Do you know Hugo Stein?” “Ah, Hugo. We were in different classes, but I met him once,” Aldrich replied. “Based on the information your teacher gave me, you fought with him two days ago. Is it true?" “Hugo hit me, but I didn't retaliate. Can that be concluded as a fight?” Aldrich smiled as he stared sharply at the policeman in front of him. "Okay, I understand then. Did you meet Hugo again after that?”
This morning news scared the people of London. All over the electronic media as well as print media news spread about the discovery of the body of a woman with a torn neck due to the bite of something. Police officers also investigated this case.The entire forest area was temporarily closed during the investigation process. Indeed, the forest where the body was found is unspoiled and ofcourse there are many wild animals. However, some discrepancies are still a question for police officers.What was the woman's motive for going to the forest?If indeed she was attacked by a beast, why was there no sign of resistance from the woman?Apart from the bite wound on the neck, there were no other wounds such as scratches on her body. How could that be?When the police were investigating the scene, 3 people were seen approaching the police. A man with two slightly odd-looking women, silver daggers tucked between their clothes."Sorry, sir and madam. You can't be here," the policeman stopped t
London, 2015 A woman is walking in the night of London with increased alertness by several levels. Every second she looked back and then resumed her pace with a pounding heart. Street lights illuminate the sidewalk where she walks. As far as the eye could see, she did not find a single human being outside the house like herself. Maybe because tonight the heavy rain had wet the whole city. Moreover with the air temperature feels down to minus degrees. Maybe they choose to sleep at home by lighting a warm fireplace accompanied by a glass of tea or hot chocolate. It could also be that they were struggling on the soft bed fondling each other.
The next second she felt a sharp object stabbed into her neck fiercely.Her voice was choked, her mouth opened trying to let out a scream. But not the slightest sound came out.With all her efforts she tried to break free. Hitting, pushing until clawing at his body. Unknowingly her beautiful nails had been broken and broken, blood was flowing from the wound on her nail marks.Slowly her energy felt like it was drained away. Likewise with the blood in her body.Brugh.He easily left her who was dead in the middle of a quiet alley where he was eating a delicious meal.
This morning news scared the people of London. All over the electronic media as well as print media news spread about the discovery of the body of a woman with a torn neck due to the bite of something. Police officers also investigated this case.The entire forest area was temporarily closed during the investigation process. Indeed, the forest where the body was found is unspoiled and ofcourse there are many wild animals. However, some discrepancies are still a question for police officers.What was the woman's motive for going to the forest?If indeed she was attacked by a beast, why was there no sign of resistance from the woman?Apart from the bite wound on the neck, there were no other wounds such as scratches on her body. How could that be?When the police were investigating the scene, 3 people were seen approaching the police. A man with two slightly odd-looking women, silver daggers tucked between their clothes."Sorry, sir and madam. You can't be here," the policeman stopped t
"What's the matter with my friend, sir?" said Vincent. One of the cops led Vincent out of the classroom, while the other cop was asking Aldrich some questions. “Do you know Hugo Stein?” “Ah, Hugo. We were in different classes, but I met him once,” Aldrich replied. “Based on the information your teacher gave me, you fought with him two days ago. Is it true?" “Hugo hit me, but I didn't retaliate. Can that be concluded as a fight?” Aldrich smiled as he stared sharply at the policeman in front of him. "Okay, I understand then. Did you meet Hugo again after that?”
"Fuck! I have to go back home," Aldrich cursed. He didn't care anymore about his shattered cell phone, he got back into the car and stomped on the gas pedal until he heard the distinctive roar of a Ferrari car. After approximately 1 hour drive to his house which is quite far from the city center. Now Aldrich has entered the yard of his house, there is a large garden that adorns the Victorian Mansion. Aldrich immediately stopped his car quite far from the entrance. In front of the entrance, a man looks uneasy. Especially with seeing Aldrich who came with a cold face, made the man standing in front of the door even more scared. "Master–," said the man.
All lessons today went on as usual. When the teacher left the classroom, a homeroom teacher came."Hello, I just want to convey to new students after this you don't go home yet. Come to my room," said the homeroom teacher."Aldrich, Vincent! Don't try to run away again." The homeroom teacher was waiting at the door.Aldrich calmly walked towards the exit. Vincent immediately followed the man and whispered. "Are you coming to the room?"Aldrich didn't answer, he quickened his pace past the homeroom easily. The homeroom teacher looked like he was bewitched but stayed silent until Aldrich moved away from his sight.Vincent looked at what had just happened in a
The flickering lights accompanied the music from the DJ who was booming. A man with big muscle and tan skin is cool to shake his body energetically. He is Hugo Stein.It seemed that the alcohol had begun to take hold of him. With slightly unsteady steps he got off the dance floor and returned to the bar. He asked the bartender to refill the champagne for the umpteenth time.The bartender looked at Hugo irritating."What?! Just do your job," Hugo snapped.The bartender didn't care if Hugo was drunk. But he just didn't want his bar to have an unnecessary noise over someone drunk.Because Hugo had been cursing everyone who bumped with him from the start until
The sun's rays began to provide warmth to all inhabitants of the earth. The boy who was still sleeping began to open his eyes because of the interference from the light that entered from the curtains of his bedroom window."I'm tired of all this," he complained.Who is that boy?He is Aldrich. He lives alone in a luxury apartment that only millionaires live in.How rich to be called a millionaire?If you have a net worth of 1 Million Dollars and still growing every day. You can be called a millionaire.Aldrich Carrington is one of them. He owns a company that always succeeds in creating new technol
The next second she felt a sharp object stabbed into her neck fiercely.Her voice was choked, her mouth opened trying to let out a scream. But not the slightest sound came out.With all her efforts she tried to break free. Hitting, pushing until clawing at his body. Unknowingly her beautiful nails had been broken and broken, blood was flowing from the wound on her nail marks.Slowly her energy felt like it was drained away. Likewise with the blood in her body.Brugh.He easily left her who was dead in the middle of a quiet alley where he was eating a delicious meal.
London, 2015 A woman is walking in the night of London with increased alertness by several levels. Every second she looked back and then resumed her pace with a pounding heart. Street lights illuminate the sidewalk where she walks. As far as the eye could see, she did not find a single human being outside the house like herself. Maybe because tonight the heavy rain had wet the whole city. Moreover with the air temperature feels down to minus degrees. Maybe they choose to sleep at home by lighting a warm fireplace accompanied by a glass of tea or hot chocolate. It could also be that they were struggling on the soft bed fondling each other.