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“Oh God, give me a lot of patience in carrying out my duty to serve the young master.” Kainer cast the spell he had been chanting when it came to solving Christian problems, like today.

Dealing with tax people was no fun for anyone, including Kainer himself. Therefore he tried to remain calm and control his emotions so as not to make a mistake when talking to the four representatives of the tax office.

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The noise from the propellers of the Airbus Helicopter H145 managed to make all the guards at the Clarke family’s residence scatter to the helipad where the expensive helicopter will land, not long after successfully making a good landing Christian got off his favorite helicopter. The sturdy steps full of intimidation could be heard clearly in the ears of the ten guards who were currently standing neatly with their heads bowed, none of them dared to look at the face of the young master who was walking towards the main house.

Christian continues to walk towards the second floor where the main bedroom of his big house is located, the master bedroom is usually occupied by his father and mother when they visit Luxembourg. In fact, according to Luis the grandfather, in that room he was also produced by his parents decades ago.

Arriving in front of the room where the door was always closed, Christian stood for a long time until he finally stepped into the room after entering the password in the form of his birth year, the lavender scent immediately greeted Christian’s sense of smell as soon as he entered his father’s and mother’s room.

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“Mom..Dad..” Christian stops his words. “I’m sorry that I still haven’t managed to bring Suri home.” Christian’s blue eyes are misty looking at the wedding photo of his father and mother mounted on their big bed, the photo taken when Anne and Jack took their vows for their first wedding at York Minster still looks very good in the large frame that frames it.

There is nothing else Christian can do in his parents’ room other than say sorry, as a grown man Christian really understands the privacy of his parents, Christian will not be more than five minutes in his parents’ room. After the time limit he set was up, Christian would come out of the room and lock it back. The maids were only allowed in if they wanted to clean the room every morning, the rest of the room became a forbidden room for everyone who lived in the Clarke family’s hereditary house, which was more than 100 years old.

“Young master.”

Christian immediately stopped in his tracks when Jorge, the most senior servant called out to him.

“What is it?”

“Mr. Asher called this morning, he left a message for you.”

Hearing his adopted brother’s name being called made a cynical smile grow on Christian’s face. “What’s the message?”

“Mr Asher reminded you to come to the big Mr Jack and Mrs Anne’s wedding anniversary,” Jorge answered carefully.

Christian’s hands immediately clenched into fists. “Thanks, I’ll mark my calendar,” Christian replies hoarsely as he steps down the stairs to the first floor where his room is.

Jorge could only silently get an ambiguous answer from the young master, as a servant who has served Christian for more than twenty years Jorge is very familiar with all Christian body language. Jorge knows that this time Christian won’t be coming to his parents’ wedding anniversary, just like two years before.

“Damn Asher, what a brat that kid is,” Christian growls furiously.

Since the events of three years ago Christian and Asher’s relationship did not go well, Christian who was angry and blamed Asher’s negligence decided not to communicate with him anymore. Christian has even blocked Asher’s cell phone number, social media and email. Christian’s disappointment for Asher was too great to be forgiven, apart from blaming himself for forcing Suri to come to Luxembourg at that time, Christian also blamed Asher for stupidly leaving Suri in the waiting room.

“Keep playing your part, adopted son. Act like the young master of the Clarke family, enjoy my compassion for you to your heart’s content. For when the time comes I will kick you out of my family home again.”

****

Auckland, New Zealand.

A well-built woman ran hastily towards the almost completely open gate carrying an ipad wrapped in a blood-red hard case, the woman was trying to get to the place of time at the gate to welcome the grand guest who had just returned from his business trip in Europe.

“Oh Marlen, I thought you overslept,” said a middle-aged man to Marlen, the fertile woman who had just run to where they were standing now.

Mrs. Marlen clutched her chest, trying to catch her breath before starting to speak. Running from her study to the front yard like this was not something she enjoyed.

“Is this what the kid did?”

“Yeah, if not her, who else. just a brat that’s the only reason I’m getting fatter,” answered Mrs. Marlen softly, still breathless.

“Shhh watch your words, Mr Areez won’t like it if you say that about her.”

Mrs Marlen took a deep breath. “Yes, Mr. Areez is the only reason I still keep that girl in this place.”