"Young Master, what’s the news about Boss Michael and Madam Alia? Why has there been no word after half a year?"
Robert Jr.’s left fingers tapped the table.
A constant rhythm that showed restlessness and boredom.
His expression looked bored, listening to words he had probably heard many tis before.
Then Robert Jr. let out a small sigh, looking at S No. II, who was sitting across from his desk.
"Don’t worry, Uncle. Father probably has sothing going on that we don’t know about."
S No. II removed the white, expressionless porcelain mask.
He placed it on the shiny ebony wood desk.
The desk was carved with a crowned lion’s head that stared sharply, with intricate mane details.
Then, he crossed his legs; his expensive leather shoes glead.
Both hands were folded, resting firmly on his thighs.
"Very well, Young Master."
The door creaked open.
A person entered the room.
He bowed in respect, closed the door again, then walked and sat beside S No. II.
"Young Master, I’d like to inform you about the Boss and the Madam. After my n searched for them in Japan, they found no clues. However, there was a luxurious hotel apartnt room that was empty, only leaving traces of blood and broken sink glass. My estimate is that this is where the Boss was."
S No. II tilted his head slightly to the left, his eyes narrowed as his eyebrows arched sharply, covering almost half of his sight.
"Is that really where the Boss was? Are you sure you didn’t misinterpret the information, S No. III?"
S No. III took off his mask.
His expression looked anxious.
Then, he placed a brown envelope on the table.
"Please check these photos. I think it is true, as there are clothes and luggage belonging to the Boss and the Madam."
Robert Jr. stepped away from his chair, then walked and sat in front of S No. II and S No. III.
His hand casually grabbed the envelope.
He tore the edge, taking the photos one by one, flipping and examining them with focused eyes while rubbing his chin with his thumb.
"Hmm... It seems to be true. And now, as my father’s replacent, I want to continue my father’s business in my hands. Do you object?"
S No. III was startled, then stood up, staring at Robert Jr.
They stared at each other.
"Young Master, why are you talking like that? We accept you because the Boss ordered you to replace him until he returns. It seems the Young Master doesn’t care about the Boss and the Madam."
Robert Jr. gathered the photos back onto the table.
He smiled, narrowing his eyes while crossing his legs.
He looked relaxed and calm.
The atmosphere in the room seed serious and full of intimidation.
"Calm down, S No. III. Father and Mother haven’t disappeared. They probably left those belongings behind. Don’t you trust my Father?"
"Yes, it’s just that the Young Master seems unconcerned. But, if they left those belongings, why are there blood splatters and scattered glass shards in the sink? Doesn’t the Young Master feel suspicious?"
S No. III sat down again, calming himself.
"I can’t answer that question. However, I did et Mother once before you found those traces. Mother told that Father seed stressed, as if he was being haunted by sothing."
S No. II looked at Robert Jr., then bowed his head, rubbing his chin as if in deep thought.
"Young Master, it seems your Father’s condition has relapsed. Indeed, when he was a teenager, your Father once told about himself when he dread of a strange figure following him. But that was only a dream; yet, the incident happened during a Great Full Moon."
S No. III turned to the right, staring at S No. II, who seed serious explaining the incident.
’Perhaps his explanation doesn’t seem like a lie, but looking at it again, Michael was indeed closer to him than us. But why did Michael’s side relapse? What happened to him?’
"Young Master, may I ask a question? If you t the Madam, then why didn’t the Madam co here?"
"Yes, Mother won’t co here, because she returned to Father herself after eting . Mother gave a ssage that they would be fine. Mother also didn’t give any reason. She only said to : ’Fight hard; we will return later.’ Is this enough for you? So, just remain calm and work for my Father’s business until my Father returns soday."
"Oh yes, I’m a little thirsty. Before you both go back to work, bring a cold drink and also a beautiful woman."
He pointed his right index finger.
His left hand loosened the tight collar around his neck.
He was trying to change the subject.
Robert Jr. looked cheerful.
The awkward atmosphere returned to normal.
Then S No. II and S No. III sighed.
They held their heads, thinking the sa thing.
’Geez! Like father, like son.’
S No. II picked up his cane, then held it with his right hand.
"Very well, Young Master, I will fulfill your request later."
S No. III closed his eyes.
He made a gesture of pleading, with his right hand over his chest.
"I apologize, Young Master. I didn’t an to sound that way earlier; we were just worried. Thank you for easing our worries."
Robert Jr. rose with a sudden movent and turned back to his large chair, slumping back into the soft cushion.
"As his son, I believe that Father and Mother are still alive. We don’t need to worry about that. The most important thing is that my Father’s business continues to run."
S No. II and S No. III stood up simultaneously.
They took their masks, put them back on, and perford a final bow of respect.
"Very well, Young Master, we will take our leave."
They turned and walked quickly toward the door, disappearing from view.
Robert Jr. grabbed the tablet beside his desk and opened the business data details, his gaze fixed on the numbers on the screen.
’They’ve returned to their origin. I will continue to carry out your orders, Father. I will wait for you to return to this world. It’s just that I feel it might be a little lonely in the future without Mother.’
Then Robert Jr. spun his chair, staring at the view beyond the window.
The outdoor atmosphere looked beautiful and peaceful.
Robert Jr.’s headquarters was now in the mountains, still in South Korea.
After the incident his Father had, he moved from the city to a remote village in the mountains to cover his tracks.
Although Robert Jr. struggled a bit back then, he has now successfully managed his work until his Father’s business is running normally and under control again.
Robert Jr. had objected when he t his Mother earlier, because Mother left him alone in this world.
However, since the ti had co, he tried to accept their departure before sothing big happened.
Robert Jr. essentially knew all this, but he couldn’t tell his Father.
Now, he had a mission to guard a woman who was forrly Michael’s assistant in the capital of South Korea.
The woman is now six months pregnant.
Robert Jr. took the locket from beneath his shirt collar.
He pulled it out: a glittering glowing stone like a river current with different colors.
He grasped it.
’Mother, I know this device is for the baby later, but why didn’t I go there? Why did Mother choose the child of Father’s mistress?’
’I don’t quite understand you, Mother, but I hope you both return quickly.’
Then he removed his shirt, revealing his back in the reflection of his tablet screen.
A symbol exactly the sa as Michael’s was visible.
’Descendant, huh? Hah! Luckily Mother taught how to control this power. Only Father’s power was sealed by Mother. I know why Mother did that.’
Then Robert Jr. neatened his shirt again and hid the beautiful locket beneath his clothes.
He spun his chair again.
Then he signed the docunts piled on the desk while waiting for his order to arrive.
Knock! Knock! The sound of knocking on the wooden door was loud.
Then the door creaked slowly open.
A beautiful maid appeared, pushing a wheeled table with food covered in shiny aluminum.
"Young Master, it’s ti for you to eat. And, the cold drink you ordered, I have brought it."
On the table, there was a cold juice drink with various fruits.
The juice looked refreshing, perfect for this sumr heat.
Then the beautiful maid turned and closed the door again.
She wore a thin, sexy maid outfit, with high heels and her hair in a bun, showing her plump buttocks from behind.
Robert Jr. stared at her.
He was slightly aroused, his eyes gleaming.
Then, he smiled, calming himself down a bit.
’Wow, S No. II found a woman who’s my type. Lately, I’ve been attracted to won slightly older than and who look elegant like that maid, hehe.’
A perverted smile was mapped in Robert Jr.’s mind.
He looked pleased.
His penis stood erect, protruding visibly from his tuxedo pants.
’Don’t bla , okay. It’s only natural since I’m my Father’s descendant, hehe.’
He folded his arms on the desk.
Then he grabbed a stamp, quickly stamping the docunt papers.
He worked without looking at the contents of the docunts, because he trusted his Father’s subordinates to be very professional.
"Place the food on the table. And then, keep company for a mont, Beautiful Maid."
"Wait for to finish this work, it’s almost done."
"Sit down and relax."
The maid placed the food on the table, along with the juice drink.
Then she turned toward Robert Jr.
She stacked her hands while bowing her body.
Her beautiful cleavage made Robert Jr. lose focus for a mont.
"Very well, Young Master, I will wait for you."
Then the woman sat in the soft chair where S No. II had sat earlier.
She remained silent, her expression neutral, waiting for Robert Jr.
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