3 years later. "Luis. Have you studied all the files?" someone asked, adjusting the glasses that framed his face. "I have Mr. Christopher," Luis replied steadily with a nodding head. "Good Luis. You'll be in charge for the next few months," said Kenneth taking off his glasses and placing them in a box and storing them in a drawer. Kenneth stood up from his desk chair and went into the room. Within minutes, the cold face reappeared in a different suit. No longer in a shirt suit, and also that boring expensive suit. Kenneth appeared wearing jeans and a leather jacket complete with sunglasses. "How do I look?" asked Kenneth, putting one hand into the pocket of his leather jacket. Staring at Luis with a haughty face with his sunglasses slightly lowered, Kenneth's appearance looked perfect having dyed his hair jet black. "Mr---" Luis' words were cut off as Kenneth raised five fingers to stop him. "No Luis. Don't say I'm not fit to look like this, 33 years old is the time to
Logan looked from the balcony. Angel looked very happy talking to the man named Prince, they chatted in the garden sitting side by side with two mugs with steam still rising. Logan continued to stare. He felt his presence was no longer needed, but leaving like a coward was not Logan's nature. There was no way he would lose before the war even started. A small pat on his shoulder suddenly made Logan aim from the corner of his eye, Asher appeared and stood right beside him. The man's eyes also stared straight at Angel, Logan was very sure that after this Asher would laugh at him. Asher chuckled, tilting his head slightly to the side. Looking at Logan's face, Asher was completely sure that the arrogant man beside him was currently burning with jealousy. "Are you jealous of Prince? That man is handsome, rich and my parents definitely know his parents better. Did you know that Angel and Prince were once matched." Logan's head also tilted. He stared at Asher's face seriously, hearing mor
The sound of a knock on the door was heard, then paused for a moment and knocked again. Kenneth, who was still finishing some company work in his private room, looked up slightly and glanced at the clock that showed 11 pm. Was it his wife who came? But usually Zella would come straight in accompanied by a loving call to him. So who would come to see him at night like this?"Come in." Kenneth invited someone who was outside to come in.His daughter appeared with a slightly bent expression. Who knows what else was bothering his daughter, that she had to meet him at night which almost never happened."Daddy, are you busy? I want to talk a little," said Angel approaching her father's desk."Is this topic very important? To the point of disturbing your sleep time," replied Kenneth, leaning back slightly and opening the thin glasses that framed his face. He stared into his daughter's eyes, restless. The first thing that crossed Kenneth's mind. "Talk about what's bothering you," continued Ke
"Soon. Soon, Daddy will get it.""I'll be back soon. Be nice to him.""I assure you! I don't love him."Logan hung up the phone from his father. The old man always asked when he would get the island. What was wrong with the island? Why was his father so determined to get a small, remote island. Still standing in the backyard, Logan put his phone in his pocket. Pulling the lighter out of his pocket, Logan didn't smoke but he had a zippo lighter that he always carried everywhere.Ting..Ting Opening and closing repeatedly he did that with a straight gaze. Empty, Logan didn't know what was happening to him right now. Being in Christopher's family's residence for a few days taught him a lot. Not only violence, but also the warmth of a family that often crossed his mind. They did look cold and so strict in their upbringing but Logan could see all the siblings and Angel's parents were so supportive.But Logan didn't love their daughter. That's the fact!"Miss! Don't, it's too dangerous!"
"Miss, Mr. Greyson is injured.""What! How could that be!"Angel's body immediately jerked to her feet, her fingers pressing the glass table with anger. The maid was also shocked, bowing in fear. Angel lifted her dress a little and widened her steps leaving the pavilion, and headed to the main mansion.Angel's feelings were a mess right now. She had been trying not to care about Logan, the man was being tested by her two brothers. Angel didn't want to be there and watch, she didn't want to be seen siding with anyone.Her brown hair fluttered in the wind. The sound of her shoes could be heard loudly stepping on the marble floor, still with both hands tightly holding the dress she was wearing. Angel's goal at this time was only to see Logan's condition, arriving in front of a wooden door. Angel stopped her steps and was silent for a moment."What happened to me? Why do I care so much," Angel thought."Give it to me," said Angel taking the first aid kit brought by the maid.Angel opened
Logan woke up from his sleep. The knock on the door was loud, repeatedly without a break. He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was now four in the morning. Who is the crazy person who disturbs other people's sleep."You took so long to open the door."Logan's eyebrows furrowed as he saw Asher, Angel's oldest brother, who was wearing neat clothes. With riding boots, not forgetting the helmet in his right hand."What's wrong?" asked Logan who was also confused about what to call Asher. In terms of age, they were not much different."Get ready! Come with me to the horse race," replied Asher in a cold tone.Although he was a little shocked. But Logan would not refuse Asher's invitation, he would show the best he could do. Logan immediately changed his clothes into a polo shirt, also wearing the same boots as Asher."He looks so confident," thought Asher.Still with a cold gaze full of hatred, Asher couldn't sleep thinking about how to make this man back down and cancel his desire to ma