Joe William
Joe leaves for the Regnar family home
"Sir, can I come out for a minute?" Joe asked after Uyut and the great-grandson let go of their embrace.
"Where are you Joe?" Ask Mr. Smith.
"To the Regnar family home. I'm gonna hit them. Uh no. Hehe. Not crash. I just wanted to warn them not to go too far in our opposition to our family. I'm just worried about not being able to keep up the anger if he keeps looking for us. Because, right now I still respect Uncle Kenny. Still giving face to him. But don't tell me that I can't be cruel." Joe said as he grabbed his grandfather to sit down.
"Indeed, the Regnar family always contrasted with the William family. Especially after Kenny failed to become the head of the family. Meanwhile, Kenny himself also knows his capacity is less competent than your father. In the past, if your father wasn't found soon, it was certain that the William Group's company was destroyed. Lucky grandpa immediately sent Mr. Sham to track down your father."
"If Drako had been successful with his mission of uncovering your father's identity after twenty-five years, it's likely that the company would not have been helped by the huge debt everywhere. But basic Diana. He's the one who's wrong, he's the one who's hurt." Said Mr. Smith while pondering far away.
"Look. Can you if I go to their house? Before I drop a rough hand, it's a good idea to warn them first."
"Go! Bring the guards in this Villa to accompany you!" Mr. Smith's orders.
"Don't cake. Later they even prejudiced against me. I'm enough with 4R and Senior Black alone." Said Joe.
"All right! Don't you go long!"
"Thank you kek. Joe, excuse me." Said the jet-black young man while taking out his phone.
"Senior Black's. Where are you at the moment? If you are in the vicinity of Metro City, then please come to Villa Smith!" Joe sent a voice message.
"Young master, I am currently in the pearl hotel. You can wait for me there. In fifteen minutes I'll be there." A word from Black.
"You just use my Rolls-Royce. That's for smooth driving. No cop in this country would dare stop my car if it had gone down the highway." Said Mr. Smith proudly.
"Good cake. Thanks." Joe said while bowing respectfully.
"R1. Put my trolley in the car!" Pinta Joe to one of her four female bodyguards.
"I'll do it, sir."
"Sorry Mister. This trolley doesn't fit in a car belonging to the great sir. How'this?" Ask the bodyguard.
"This is the problem. Tomorrow I will order a trolley that can be folded and use the machine. It is easy to carry everywhere. Now, you tie that trolley in the back of the car! Make it like a cart!" The word Joe made Mr. Smith repeatedly slap his own eel.
"Joe! The car is a luxury car. Everyone in this town knows it's my car. I am the great Lord here. One of the four mighty dragons. What will people say when my car pulls a trolley along the highway?" Jerk the great Lord Smith.
Pale too Joe got a snapshot of the great Lord Smith. This was because his grandfather's wit next to this grandmother very rarely scolded him.
"Sport car you don't want to. I like it the same Trolley. Your brain is already stuck. Go to the bathroom there! Wash with detergent."
"It's already been! Let's hurry up and get rid of that trolley. The old man gets angry. Could serious. Quickly remove!" Joe said while pushing the shoulders of R1 who was also suddenly dumbfounded to get a snatch from the great Lord Smith earlier.
Shortly after the trolley was removed from the modified long Rolls-Royce, now from the front of the fence appeared a black Volkswagen car stopped and from the inside looked out a middle-aged man in black approached the gatekeeper.
After the man entered, it now appeared that he was talking for a moment with Joe, then bowing respectfully to the great Lord Smith.
"Look. We leave first. Senior Black knows the way to Regnar's house. I don't need a driver." Said Joe.
"Go away. Remember to keep your attitude later on in there. Don't be so rude to that family. After all, it was your uncle's own birth mother." Mr. Smith said.
"I understand cake. Hopefully they won't provoke me too much." Joe said he walked over to the car.
"Huh. This car is long. There's a table inside." Joe said while amazed.
"This car is a special edition Rolls-Royce car. There are only four units in the country. One of them was Lord Smith. A gold plated car like this, others would not be able to have. I also feel I don't know what dream last night could get in this car." Said Black.
"Oh. So the yellow-yellow one is gold?. I think I just let it look tacky. My grandfather wouldn't let me tow my trolley in the back of this car." Joe said as he sat down.
"What?"
Black's mouth gaped wide at Joe's words just now.
"Bringing trolley with a luxury car like this. Is that true?" Black said in his heart.
"Everything's in. Let's go!" Joe gave the order.
"Your young master!"
Then the luxury vehicle departed from the Smith family's Villa on the Metro hill to the direction of elite housing in other parts of Metro City.
There had not been ten minutes Joe, Black and the four bodyguards left, now from the opposite direction looked a motorcade of luxury cars entered the Villa yard and stopped in the parking area.
An old man they knew as William King was seen coming down with help from a few bodyguards.
"Where is your Master? Tell him I've come to his rotten villa. Hurry along!" The old man frightened the guard and hurried to tell the servant at the Villa to tell Master Samuel that William King had arrived.
Shortly after, an old man came down from the second floor and was drawn to meet the uninvited guest.
"Please enter Lord William! My great master is waiting for you upstairs." Said the butler.
"Hmmm... Alright." The great Lord William said and followed the old man upstairs.
"Leon. Where's the kid? I'll punish her. It's good to run away after the party at the pearl hotel messy because of the action." Mr. William said as soon as he arrived at the room where Mr. Smith was sitting.
"Would you punish that boy? This is my Villa. I'm the host here. My words are the law here. It's good to punish recklessly." Said Mr. Smith no less fierce.
"You are so. It always contradicts me. Don't you see a bright future ahead? It's all because you're defending that kid too much. Fucked up all my efforts."
"Learn from King's past experiences! Where you failed because you wanted to match Jerry to the woman of your choice. Because of your actions, he almost died killed by Ramendra. You're really no deterrent."
"The boy must be tied up, Leon! Otherwise, he would definitely make an even worse mess. Only by matching her with Talia was she able to think a little mature. He should know and you should too! How many days had it been here, all forms of chaos had he done. Where'd you put my old face?"
"Missiness? What kind of mess do you mean, King?" Ask Mr. Smith.
"You're still asking. Are you blind to our great-grandson's behavior?"
"You don't know yet. All righty! You don't go home to your rickety villa right away. There will be some people who will arrive here later. After that, you don't even admit that the boy is your great-grandson. We'll see what your rhino's skin looks like when it's proud." Said Mr. Leon Smith while sneering.
"What do you mean, huh?"
"You sit down, drink and relax! Everything will be answered later. The boy is currently heading to the Regnar family home. He will give a final ultimatum to Diana and Frank. You just wait. It won't be long before anyone comes to this villa." Mr. Smith said as he sipped his drink.