The moment they left, Marco was still unconscious and a flash of memory suddenly appeared on his mind. But the first memory that came to his head is when he was inside the mansion, talking to his mega-rich father, Ricardo Montreal while having their intimate dinner and were surrounded by their twelve royal guards. Since Vincent was a kid, his mother died of an accident, at least that's what he know. Since then, the only one taking care of him is his father.
"Vincent, I trained you hard enough to so you can sell guns and illegal weapons on the black market. Afterall, our underground businesses are the main reason why our legal businesses remain afloat-"
At the back of Vincent's mind, he wanted his father to stop trading underground and the only way he could stop him is by learning it himself. Additionally, he left with no other choice but to follow what his father wants.
"Are you not afraid that someday, someone might expose us to bring us down?" said Vincent.
Ricardo Montreal was very direct with his words, he had no filter and never adjust for anyone. "Why would I be afraid? I am even richer than God who does not exists. Anyone who dared to infiltrate my businesses will have their painful public humiliation before they died!"
Vincent dropped his Spoon and porked. "Sorry that," he took a deep breath and gather his strength to speak again. He knew that the moment he raised his concern, he is already disrespecting his father who never shows pity to anyone that try to go against his will. "I wanted you to disown me... I hate living a life like this, so please let me do whatever the hell I want. Social life is what I need and not those lavish things you've given me!"
Ricardo Montreal looked at his son fiercely but his calm voice has a terrifying sound. Vincent was not intimidated though. "I see... just make sure that you will not regret abandoning all the things that you have. Once you walked away from me, you need to take off everything I gave you, Vincent! You are really such a disappointment!"
Vincent blinked his eyes twice and thankfully, he had already seen it coming. "For the past 20 year of my life, I am well aware of your attitude. But it took me 6 months to realize that the foods I ate, the clothes I wear, the luxury cars I have were came from the pocket of someone who has been doing illegal transactions underground. Exploiting your powers and money to control the authorities you considered underdog!"
"I like to shut that mouth of yours. You have the audacity to speak to someone who raised you?"
"You raised me wrong, father. I was too naive not to notice that this so-called family is toxic. However, I felt like my head banged on the wall and I became a different person. Being in this family means you are untouchable and out of reach," he stood up and crossed his arms over his chest. "I used to admire you when I was growing up, but I'd never realize that I was fooled before. As your only son, I have learned that money and power can manipulate blind followers!"
All the royal bodyguards pointed their guns at Vincent. He raised his hand and everyone thought he would humble himself, yet what happened is the opposite. "If you think that you can intimidate me by ordering your royal guards to kill me, then you are more stupid than I thought!" he said to his father and there was no remark of hesitation with the words he blurted out.
Ricardo Montreal raised his hand and spoke with a distinct voice. "Please stop pointing your guns at my son-"
"Sir, he is already disrespecting you!" said Markus, the leader of the royal guards.
"Markus, there is nothing to worry about. My son has no gun and all he could do is give me a taste of my awful medicine. I think that's what he thinks it is!"
Vincent suddenly took the gun he was hiding under his coat and pointed it at his father. "You've got a wrong idea, father. I cannot die alone, satan would be happy to see you in hell as well!"
Ricardo smirked. "Vincent, my only son... I am really disappointed with you from the time you were born. I've got that instinct that you would soon turn out to be the one to hinder the life I've dream. You inherited nothing from me, and your attitude reminds me of your useless mother! You know what I did?"
Ricardo dragged his feet and whispered to Vincent. "I killed your mom because I was really disappointed with her too. She never supported me and she left me with no other choice but to silenced her. As you know, I hate people disobeying me!"
Vincent's eyes widened in shock. Never did he imagine that his very own father would end the life of his mother. He looked down, closed his eyes while still pointing his gun at his father's head. "That's a lie, she died of car president!"
Ricardo put Vincent's gun aside. "And who told you that she died of a car accident?"
Vincent opened his eyes wide enough and yelled at his father. "PLEASE TELL ME IT'S A LIE... YOU'RE A DEMON BUT YOU'VE NEVER GO THAT FAR JUST TO ATTAIN YOUR SILLY AMBITIONS!"
"Son, you don't know me and you don't know how my mind works either. That night, we had an intense argument when I told her that I want to become the President of this nation to gain more powers so I could expand my underground businesses!"
"I am sorry father, you have proven to me that killing is the best option right now and I could care less if I am gonna die alongside you!"
"You're too you and unexperienced, not like these twelve royal guards I trained to protect me. Just so you know, before you could even pull the trigger, you are already lying on the floor drenched in your own blood!"
"I'm sorry father, but there is no way you're gonna outsmart me. As a matter of fact, I already come up with the plan B!" Vincent boasted, he pointed his gun at the switch behind his father and the lights turned off.He used this opportunity to escape, since he knew exactly the route of his house. Bringing nothing except his clothes.Vincent has lived a lavish life under his father but he never wished for it. He felt he was a normal person since he does not know what it feels like to have a social life. All he knew is to run a business and manage their own affairs. The moment he stepped outside, he would have to abandon his old life and start a new one. With the knowledge of the dark website, he has access to all the illegal activities of his father and it will be useful to him as he exposed him.Upon digging, Vincent realizes that his father has done more complex works than he could never imagine. In his mind, the illegal activities have to stop before his father takes over the Atlan
Mr. Gonzales has left the room as if he does not care about what the doctor is planning on Marco. But his conscience was saying not to harm his patience. Unknown to Mr. Gonzales, the father of his patience had saved his life once and to return the favor, he wanted to make sure to spare the life of his son.He laid Marco's unconscious body on the bed. He patiently waited until Marco woke up three hours later."What is going on?" asked Marco. He seems to forget that he just passed out earlier.The doctor sat on the chair next to the bed and looked Marco in the eyes. "Listen to me, you tried to force yourself to remember your past. That is not necessary for you to do, let us wait for the miracle to happen!""I can't seem to understand... why I have no family left? Only if they were here, I could have easily remembered everything about myself. Please doctor, I have a feeling that something is fishy here and I would really appreciate it if you tell me the whole truth!""Pardon me Marco, bu
Marco was in a deep sleep when Elsie, his mother-in-law yelled at his ears, waking him up."It's already 4 am in the morning and you should started washing the clothes of your entire family!" she thrown her clothes on his face. "Go ahead and wash my clothes first, you stupid jerk!"Elsie was so mean to Marco ever since he became a husband of Shiela. He and his wife had no other choice but to endure the harsh words of his mother-in-law as they could not afford to rent their own house. It has been three years since they lived in this house whom he considered a hell. His forehead knitted in anger as he could not bear the irrational behaviour of Elsie and for the very first time, he bravely fight back."Mom, please do not yell or throw your clothes at me. I am your son-in-law and not a servant of this house. I felt so embarrass being treated this way!"Elsie just turned a deaf ear and slapped his face. "Don't you dare talk to me like that, I am the most respected person in this house and
Seeing Shiela and his evil mother-in-law leaving, he clenched his fist in extreme anger. He has a hunch that they are up to something. Whatever that is, he knew it concerns him as well. He walked silently until he reached out the outside of his room overlooking the ground floor of their house where his father-in-law was waiting for them and not too long, they got in his father-in-law's car and left. Without any hesitation, he followed them using his rusty bicycle.It was a very tiring journey for Marco, but he knew that he had no other choice left. Curiosity led him to follow them. Two hours later, his father-in-law's car stopped, and the three of them walked into a huge modern building. Marco felt an extreme headache and a blurred memory suddenly came into his mind. He took his chewable medicine and felt relieve.The building is owned by the Mr. Gonzales family who owned most businesses worldwide. However, Marco forgot that his wife brought him here few days later after he was found
"Marco might be a trash, but I could not deny the fact that he is also a good person. Maybe I am not the one meant for him!" she looked at Simon in the eyes. "Father, I am not yet done. I will go out with Mr. Gonzales but Marco should also have his share, this is just to pay the emotional damage I might inflict on him."Simon was pissed off with what he just heard. He was not expecting his daughter to be such straightforward and give her husband a little bit of concern."I told you, I despise that man from the very beginning. Maybe you are tired of hearing this but he is pretty damn useless. I could care less what he would feel when he finds out about this. Afterall, he is still depending on us to survive, what makes you think that won't be enough to compensate the so called emotional damage we inflict to him?" said Simon who glared at Sheila."I could not disagree with that," added Elsie. "I hate wasting my time to explain this to you, Sheila! You are too blinded to see the larger pi
"Of course. Why wouldn't I? The contract is worth 100 million and all you have to do is to be with me for a few days. There is nothing more to it!""There should be a contract between us, I want to make sure that it's written so our agreement has a valid proof!""If you need anymore confirmation, then you should ask your father.""There is no need for that anymore. I believe that my father knew exactly what he was doing. Is it okay if I call them right now?""Well, I would like to ask if you wanted to do this because you want. Truly I tell you, I hate forcing someone to do something against their will. However, let us face the fact that the main reason for this agreement is money!""It was an abrupt decision but I am willing to go out with you for a few days!""Before anything else, I would ask a little favor from you, Sheila!"Sheila has a weird feelings about Mr. Gonzales' favor and she thought he was trying to outsmart her. Still, she got curious and asked hesitantly. "And what is
"Well, frankly saying I'm kinda upset with you right now!" He turned his head on the other side and avoided looking at her eyes, "I am your husband but you have not told me where you were going so I followed you!""Look, I have a lot in my mind right now and I am sorry if I am not telling you what is happening to me!""No, you are not really sorry for what you did to me. If I did not pass out and was not dragged here, you would not say such ridiculous things!"Marco was still upset and Sheila knew that arguing about trivial matters is not right but she did not tell about her deal with Mr. Gonzales to him, not in his condition."I wanted to know if you want to keep our relationship or you want to dump me. I am a loser and I did nothing but become a burden to your family!""I want you to know that I am not gonna let you leave my house unless you already gained your memory!""There is now a way that's gonna happen... not when I am still trapped in this situation. I've got to go to somewh
The man in the red hoodie jacket turned his back at him and replied. "There is no need for you to know who I am and the only reason why I am helping is because I also have a grudge against someone who buried you alive, so please stand on your feet and remember those people who inflicted pain upon you and made you feel you are like a trash. It is much better as well if you keep your true name to yourself, in that way we can make sure that you are safe while preparing for your return."How do I find you?" asked Marco again."I don't think we will meet again but once our path crossed, do not considered me you ally anymore! Trust me, you will regret that I saved your life!"The man with the red hoodie jacket disappeared left while Marco crawled until he reach a nearby palm tree to cover himself from the heavy rain. Realizing that there were no people around, he shed tears while remembering all the things that have happened to him until this very moment. Thus, the word trash keeps popping