“You should get back here before I throw all the documents out of this fucking window, Kierson!" a short man shouted at the top of his lungs.
Kierson, the man on the other line, laughed. “Take it easy, will you? I'm dealing with some assholes today."
“No! This is your fucking job! I am just your secretary! Why would I do the job of a fucking CEO, motherfucker?!” the short man shouted again.
Kierson sighed. “Alright, Harvey. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
Harvey, the short man, snorted and continued doing all of his paperwork. He looked like a panda because his big eyebags were black and visible. Ever since Kierson hired him as the company secretary, he had been working overtime since then.
It had been three years already but everything that had happened seemed like yesterday. The Ferrer’s Master died due to a murder. The heir almost died. For months, the Ferrer estate gradually lost its power. The Ferrer fell until Soviet Kierson Ferrer arrived at the Ferrer estate, almost half dead. Recovering from all the injuries, Soviet Kierson Ferrer leads the Ferrer Estate to the top of the Business world again.
No one knows what happened. No one knows how he managed to get back to his family’s estate when he was almost half dead. All that happened seemed like a miracle.
Someone knocked at the door and Red, who looked almost the same, entered. “Seems like your boss was doing something again.” He looked around and sighed. “This is the report for the whole transaction of the last month. Kindly give it to that man,” Red stated and gave Harvey the files. “Also, the project with the J&V estate will be discussed at 2 pm by their company. Inform the boss that I am too busy to attend the meeting. He should be the one to attend since it is his fucking job.”
Harvey furrowed his brows. “What are you up to? Why are you busy?” he asked out of envy.
Red smirked as he proudly fixed his tie. “Single people like you will not understand but since I am a good friend, I’ll tell you. I am a married person and my wife is waiting for me at my house,” he declared.
Kierson entered the office and immediately sat on the swivel chair at the CEO’s table. He heard everything. Even Red's proud grandiosity about his wife, Farah. “How could I dare to find a wife when all they did was nag at you? I heard you were forced to sleep in the Van because your wife kicked you out of your house?” he asked.
Red grimaced. “It’s a simple lover’s quarrel.”
Kierson clicked his tongue. “Who’s a person in his right mind that would kick his husband out of their house with a simple LQ? That’s abuse.”
Red sighed. “That’s why you couldn't find yourself a girlfriend!” he shouted at Kierson.
Kierson just shrugged his shoulders. “I never found a girlfriend because I am gay, you fucking dumb idiot. Girls are not my type.”
“What’s your type then?” Red asked.
Kierson smiled. “The attorney, Vishnu de Oliveira.”
Red pressed his lips and glared at Kierson. “You’re still dumb, I see,” he said before walking out.
Harvey scratched his head. “What’s up with him?”
Kierson chuckled. “Surprisingly, I am my grandfather’s biological grandson but he’s the one who takes after my grandfather’s attitude. Anyway, what’s up?”
Harvey stood up and got the mountain of files on his desk and put it on Kierson’s desk. “You have to sign these documents. I’ve already checked it. And you have to attend the meeting with the representative of the J&V corporation. That's two hours from now.”
Kierson looked at his watch. “Good. I am vacant at that time. Anyway, have you heard anything about Kier?”
“He contacted me earlier. He said that he'll come back here with good news,” Harvey answered.
Kierson started signing the documents. “Any idea what it is?”
Harvey leaned his back against the backrest of his chair. “Wayne Emerson. That fucking old bastard.”
Kierson halted. He looked at Harvey and asked, “Did you say, Wayne Emerson?”
Harvey nodded. “Yes. That fucking son of a bitch who ruined everything.”
Wayne Emerson is his grandmother’s older brother who killed both of his parents and grandparents. Kierson gritted his teeth. So he really was alive and he’s working with the Oliveira brothers?
If Wayne’s partnership with the Oliveira's was eligible, then it makes sense why Vishnu didn’t save him back then — because both Vishnu and his brother were the ones who schemed the abduction. That must be why they only saved Derrick because Derrick is Wayne’s son and he was the grandson of their enemy.
Kierson continued signing the documents.
Wayne Emerson. That fucking old bastard must die.
“Also, the person who was the victim of Clientes Esclavos was on the hand of Wayne’s right hand, Jane Draco. All of them were forced to do training to be part of Emerson's powerhouse.”
Kierson bit his lip. “He’s still doing that? That old man must be obsessed with overpowering us. He’s so desperate.”
“I couldn’t agree with you more,” Harvey said.
“How about the man who saved me back then? Have you got any leads?”
Harvey sighed. “We’ve got nothing, Kierson. There’s no clue, leads, or anything as if your savior was just your illusion.”
Kierson sighed devastatingly. Before the car exploded, a man got him out of the car and left him on the shore. Kierson woke up feeling all kinds of pain in his body and heart but the courage he once lost on his journey with his old friends came back.
Meeting death made him realize how much he wanted to survive and that man gave him the chance to live his life again.
For the first time, someone saved him.
After that abduction, Kierson embraced his identity as the heir of the Ferrer and erased all the tinge of his life living as Jerson Luiselli. He would never beg for affection anymore.
Because after all of his sacrifices, no one was ever reluctant on choosing Derrick and saving him. It was so easy for them to reject him.