"His business card is on the table over there."Ryan took the business card from the table. He also got the number of the person who had sent the guy."Sorry, man, but I have to do this," Ryan muttered. He took out his gun from his pocket and shot the guy dead.The guy's existence is already a threat to the guy's sister and if Ryan doesn't end the guy's life, several other people will take advantage of the guy's murder incident and force him to do similar things he did to Ryan earlier today. All those will only happen if the guy will be able to recover from the injuries he sustained when Ryan dealt with him.So, Ryan concluded as he left the guy's house, it's way better for the guy to die when things are not too complicated.By the door, Ryan took the pizza box he had used in tricking the guy to come out. Back inside his car, Ryan dialed the number on the business card. There was no answer on the first ring.

"You don't expect that I would come to the den of lions without being armed, do you?" The lawyer asked, a smirk on his face.Ryan also smiled. "I love your spirit, attorney.""Don't flatter me, what do you want to talk about?" "Shall we drop the guns first?" Ryan asked."I'm afraid, no. You can drop yours but I can't drop mine because you're more advantaged here than I am. You know me but I don't know you." Ryan smiled. "The guy you want to defend in court...the one who murdered someone and you want to help him reduce his jail terms...""What about him?" "Who consulted you to help the guy?" Ryan asked.The lawyer laughed. "You think I'm going to tell you?" Ryan slowly took off his face cap. "I almost died today...""Oh... You're the one the guy hit with his trunk?" "That's right.""Well, this has nothing to do with me. I was only going to defend him in court.""M

"Good morning, Sir," the butler greeted."Good... Wait... Why are you here?" The butler smiled. "Can I come in, Sir?""Of course. Come in." Ryan opened the door more widely to allow the butler in.The butler dropped the two briefcases he was holding on the table."I'll go straight to the point without beating about the bush," the butler said."Please, do." Ryan thrust his hands in his pockets, looking at the butler, at the same time wondering what he came to do."Master has an assignment for you.""Oh... Dad sent you?" Ryan laughed. "I'm not ready to carry out any assignment for him. Please, relay my message to him." Ryan started to the refrigerator. "You care for a cup of water?""Sir..." Ryan slowly turned to look at the butler. "I said I'm not carrying out any assignment for him. Can't you say that?"The butler bit his lower lip. He walked closer to Ryan and lowered his voice. "Yo

"They are all over the moon about your picture.""That's serious," Ryan muttered, pretending to be really serious."The worst part is that I don't know how to stop them.""That's serious," Ryan muttered again.Ryan looked at her some moment later when she didn't say anything. Her look sent him daggers. "What?""Were you even listening to me?" "Of course. You said the company is in an uproar because of me.""Why are you even putting on a head warmer?" Before Ryan could move away from her, she pulled the head warmer off his head. The glare on her face immediately turned to shock.Ryan rubbed his eyes. "I hit my head on the wall yesterday."She didn't say anything."You know about my friend, right? That friend of mine that I told you that we are living together... You know him, right? We were playing some naughty game