The living room fell silent the moment Big Ben locked eyes with Darren.For several seconds the huge man simply stared.His thick eyebrows slowly drew together as if he were searching through his memory. His head tilted slightly to the side.“Your face…” Big Ben muttered slowly.He leaned forward on the sofa, squinting harder.“I swear I’ve seen you somewhere before.”Across the room, Darren stood still, his posture straight and unmoving. His expression remained completely blank. There was no smile. No greeting. Not even curiosity.Just silence.The grieving woman stood slightly behind Darren, her eyes locked on the woman holding her baby.Castro, meanwhile, was breathing heavily, still sore from the beating Darren had given him earlier. He wiped sweat from his forehead and looked between the two men.Big Ben snapped his fingers slowly.“Where have I—”Then suddenly his eyes widened. Recognition hit him like lightning.His face drained of color.“Y–you…”His voice cracked.“You’re…”Be

The silence inside the warehouse thickened after Darren’s last words.“I don’t need your pocket change.”For a moment, no one moved. Then the temperature in the room seemed to drop.Boss Manex slowly straightened his posture. The smile that had been on his face moments ago vanished completely.His jaw tightened. The veins on his neck bulged.“You…” he said slowly. His voice was dangerously quiet. “You dare refuse my offer?”Darren didn’t answer immediately. He simply looked around the warehouse as if the conversation bored him.Boss Manex’s breathing grew heavier. Finally, he spoke again— this time louder. “Fine.”He spread his arms slightly.“If that’s the case…”His eyes darkened. “Then I will kill you.”Several of the men behind him chuckled coldly. They have already started to hate Darren because Boss Manex had just met him and already liked his to be offering to pay him higher than then.But Boss Manex lifted one finger.“Before that,” he continued, staring at Darren, “you will t

Darren didn’t hang around to listen to their apologies. In fact, he didn’t need them. These punks had ruined his entire day.He walked to a table in the corner of the room, grabbed his backpack, and threw it around his shoulders, then headed toward the door.But before walking out, he turned and shot Boss Manex a glance, causing the crime lord to shiver slightly.“If I see these boys going around causing trouble instead of being in school, I’ll come back here, and you wouldn’t want to see me.”“Ye—Yes… I swear I’ll put them in school,” he promised.By the time Darren left the warehouse, it was already evening. There was no need to go to school anymore since lectures would be finished before he even arrived. So instead, he returned home.The next morning, in the Hilton mansion living room, Derek sat at the edge of the couch. He rubbed his silver beard thoughtfully and sighed.Turning to a maid who was cleaning the glassy furniture in the living room, he instructed calmly, “Call Darren.

Darren lowered his head slightly and forced a grateful expression onto his face.“Thank you very much, sir,” he said with exaggerated excitement. “I promise I won’t disappoint you.”The manager, Mr. Vale, waved his hand dismissively, as if brushing away an annoying fly. “Yes, yes. Just do your job and don’t cause trouble.”Darren nodded repeatedly, like someone who had just been given the opportunity of a lifetime.“Of course, sir. Thank you again.”Inside, however, he felt disgust.This man was sitting in an office built by his grandfather’s sweat and intelligence, drinking wine worth nearly a million dollars before noon, openly confessing to stealing billions, and behaving like a shameless animal with his secretary.At that moment, Vale’s phone rang on the desk.He glanced at the screen and frowned slightly before answering lazily.“Yes?”A nervous voice came from the other side of the line.“Sir, this is Martin from the operations department. I’m calling to remind you that the admi

Darren slowly lowered the phone.“So it’s him…” he muttered under his breath.His gaze drifted toward the elevator where Agnes, Juliet, and the middle-aged man had disappeared minutes earlier. His eyes gradually darkened as the realization settled in his mind.Matt Shane.Not only was the man entertaining women in his office during work hours, he was also Vale’s accomplice—the very man helping siphon billions from the Hilton family company.Darren’s grip tightened around the mop handle.“So the money they’re stealing from the company… that’s what he’s spending on these two shameless girls.”His blood boiled instantly.The thought of his grandfather working for decades to build this company into what it was today, only for corrupt men like Vale and Shane to squander the money on wine, luxury cars, and college mistresses, made Darren’s jaw clench painfully.But instead of frowning, what better way to express his anger than by making sure these two paid for what they had done?But for th