Carl picked up the call immediately, excitement evident in his voice.“Hello?”“Carl…” a small voice sounded from the other end.Carl’s smile softened the moment he recognized it. It was Angel.“Hi, Angel. How are you doing?”“I’m okay… but I miss you.”Carl chuckled softly.“I miss you too, sweetie.”The two talked for a while before Angel passed the phone to Vivian.“Good morning over there,” Vivian said.Carl smiled.“You must have calculated the time difference to know it's morning here.”Vivian laughed lightly and changed the topic.“Our plane landed a few hours ago, and I only got the chance to call you now. Did you sleep well?”Carl nodded before remembering she couldn't see him.“Yeah, I did. But it definitely felt different without everyone staying in the same house.” He sighed softly.Silence followed from the other end.Carl frowned slightly.“Are you still there?”“Yes…” Vivian replied after a few seconds, her voice sounding unusually soft.Hearing that tone immediately re

After arriving, Carl didn't walk in immediately. He stood there staring at the tall building, which looked almost identical to the one he had just walked out of.Sigh.He could only hope he would finally get what he wanted here. He only had today left to find a house.“Arghhh! What did I ever do to deserve this?!” a frustrated Carl exclaimed as he stepped out of the tall building.It hadn't even been up to twenty minutes, yet he already looked completely defeated.Damn it. He wasn't searching for another agency company anymore!He kicked the air in frustration as he walked farther away.By now, he had moved a considerable distance from the residential area, and after everything that had happened with those agency companies, Carl wasn't even in the mood to get into a cab.He would rather walk off his frustration than return home feeling irritated.“How come every company I've visited categorizes customers based on their financial status?” he muttered to himself, wondering when such thi

"Hello? How exactly do I sell the car? It's a Mercedes-Benz, and since you're a car dealer, you should know its current market value," Carl said.The fat-bellied manager withdrew his judgmental gaze and coughed lightly."Although our main business focuses on selling cars, we also accept customers who want to sell theirs," he said, managing to sound more professional this time.Carl was surprised by his sudden change in attitude, but he didn't question it. He chose to believe the manager had come to his senses and realized how foolish it was to judge someone he knew nothing about.Carl smiled and straightened his posture."That's good to hear. I want to sell the car in the picture," he continued.Surprisingly, the fat-bellied manager remained polite."Sure.""Do you have the ownership documents with you? Once I review them, I can estimate the value and determine a price based on several factors.""I don't have the ownership documents with me, but…"The moment the manager mentioned owne

Before leaving finally, Carl stopped right in front of the manager, his brows furrowing slightly. “You know you’ve got nothing to lose by going to the hospital, right? Just do it.” he sighed. After saying that, Carl didn’t wait for a response. He turned and walked out casually, his expression still relaxed.The only person who followed him out was the staff the pot-bellied manager had assigned.Even after Carl had disappeared from sight, the manager remained standing by the door, staring in the direction he had left.He sighed and turned to Ella. “Do you think that young man knows what he’s talking about? I should go to the hospital?” he asked.Although he had said this, he was still absentminded.Ella was still surprised. She never expected the manager to stay calm after Carl had spoken to him like that.Still, she pushed aside her thoughts and answered, “Uh... we can’t say for sure. He might just be talking nonsense for all we know. But to be safe, I think you should still visit th

Carl wasn't actually angry. He had only said that to study the manager's reaction. Even though they had parted on good terms yesterday, the truth remained that he barely knew the man, and Carl wasn't the type to openly reveal things about himself to someone unfamiliar. Never.“You remember the lady who brought you to my office at the showroom? Ella.” The manager asked, and Carl nodded, even though he had no idea where he was heading with it.After getting Carl's response, he continued seriously, “The moment I received that horrible report about my condition, I went back to the office and somehow told her about it. She suggested I meet with you. She said that if you could tell something was wrong with me when even I didn't know, then you had to be a doctor or something close. Trust me, that's why I asked to meet you, not because I wanted to pressure you.”Carl observed him for a moment before speaking softly.“I wasn't doubting you, I was only asking.” He chuckled awkwardly. “So tell m