"Chapter 3- Money's influence"

{8:34 pm at xxx Cafe}

Klein sat in front of the man he met looking away from his eyes, while the man's face is resting on the back of his palm, "I forgot to introduce myself, my apologies... the names Tristan O'belia," he lend out his hand to make a friendly handshake between the two of them, he hesitantly held his hand. "Klein, Klein Adrien," Tristan held his hand tenderly as he let go, "about the engagement, have you made your decision? should I wait for more days?" he asked Klein with an unreadable smile.

"About that... I'm not sure if I'm going to accept your engagement, I may be desperately in need of money but I'm not going to sell my dignity for this," Klein said staring down the cafe's floor with his eyes staggering wondering what will happen next. "I see, then I have no objections about that, but feel free to contact me if you changed your mind, he stood from his chair wearing his red scarf around his neck, Klein raised his head and relieved nothing will happen. "shall I ride you home?" he offered him a ride home, "sure I guess?" Klein accepts with a puzzled look on his face.

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{inside of Tristan's Car}

"you know... you're different from the people I met," Tristan started a conversation on the way. "I beg your pardon?" Klein tilted his head as he looked at him, "do you know what money talk means?" Klein shakes his head to answer no. "money easily influences people, without money you don't have power, with money you can influence people's decision, bribery I should say," Tristan laid his head as he stated those words. "many people sold their dignity for wealth and power, for me It's like selling your soul to the devil," Tristan stared blankly at the window making a moment between them, as Klein listened to him.

"I was once a beggar, I experienced begging people to give me food or money, I experienced being alone in a rainy night sometimes drinking rainwater, but during that night I met this lad he gave me money to use and an umbrella, he also said 'The world is corrupted by wealthy people right?' he walked away sorrowfully in the rain," Klein realized something while Tristan glanced at Klein looking at his expression. "now I experienced luxury because I risked my life to get in this position, I'm still looking for that lad who helped me," Tristan stated trying to give a hint to Klein.

Klein on the other hand looked at Tristan with his eyes round. "you- you're that man?" he muttered loudly, Tristan nods as he smiled at him, he positioned himself towards him "do you remember me now?" he chuckled obnoxiously as Klein tried to process what happened.

***

Klein went inside all burned out trying to process what he encountered, 'he's... a beggar once... how,' he kneeled on the floor as he stared blankly on the wall, 'I met the man whom I helped living in luxury now, how lucky... he might be in a dangerous organization though...' he stood up from the floor feeling burned out, 'I should head in my room,' he held his head and massaged it,

***

"have you located Klein Adrien? from the prestigious family of Adrien?" a woman asked sitting on a throne resting her chin on her palm, "why do you have to target the poor boy? he already lost his parents and working to pay a million of debts," the lady throws a wine bottle beside me. "THOSE DEBTS ARE FRAUD FOR US TO EARN MORE," she rubbed her head as she began to feel like a volcano starting to erupt. "The Adrien's need to suffer more, the more they suffer, the more I laugh and take their wealth, that boy, WILL TAKE EVERYTHING BACK IF WE DON'T MOVE AN INCH," the lady's emotions erupted like a volcano.

"Don't kill the boy, Make his life miserable and slowly end him when I told you so, UNDERSTAND?" the lady growled at her secretary while throwing a vase on the floor, as the secretary left she began biting her nails trembling.

'I worked hard to plan all this, If this boy ruined it all I'm done for,'