Episode 2

WHACK...

A resounding slap delivered by Abraham landed perfectly on the handsome man's cheek.

Bara's sharp gaze immediately pierced into his father's face, a clear signal of his refusal to accept such treatment.

Rubbing his stinging cheek, Bara gritted his teeth and sternly questioned the man he called father.

"Why did you slap me, Dad? Have I ever harmed you?" Bara asked, feeling indignant.

"What did you say...! How dare you claim you've caused me no harm, Bara! Are you aware that for ten years you have squandered the money I gave you, indulged in the company of night women to satisfy your depraved actions, and wasted funds on useless things—do you not see your wrongdoings, Bara?"

"Dad...! Yes, I’ve spent a lot, but I used my own money. I barely touched your funds," Bara replied, crestfallen. It seemed he was wrong to even defend himself against someone like Abraham.

Now, all Bara could do was wait for the punishment his father would impose.

"Foolish boy! Well, now you will learn how to live as a man who must work hard, to be able to eat and afford your daily needs. All your credit cards, gold, and black cards—I'm freezing them, so you can't use them anymore."

"What...!! Dad, why are you being so cruel? Aren't I your only son? Eventually, I am the one to inherit your vast fortune."

"You’re right, Bara, and that's exactly why I've made this decision. You need to suffer poverty to understand how to properly manage money and to see who truly cares for you."

"But Dad...! I can't survive without money and wealth. I can't do it," Bara implored, his face pleading.

"Don't be a loser, Bara. You are my son, Abraham’s son. Now, embrace your new life. As for the company, I'll take care of it."

"Dad, but how long must I pretend to be poor?" Bara asked, panicked.

"Until you identify the sincere ones around you, if I see a positive change in you, then I will gradually unfreeze your assets."

"Alright... I hope I can get through this quickly," Bara responded with a calculating smile, for hidden in his heart he harbored a plan to deceive his father.

How could a wealthy young man, accustomed to a life of luxury, possibly accept the fate of a destitute online motorbike taxi driver? It just wasn't going to happen...

"I'll pretend to follow your wishes, Dad, but secretly I'll reach out to my friends for help. I'm certain they'll support me for a few months, in return for past favors," Bara mused to himself.

After a strenuous conversation, Bara was escorted away by several of Abraham's bodyguards.

With Abraham’s influential power, he could swiftly enact any plan.

Abraham had secured a simple boarding room for his son and a job that Bara would undertake daily.

After nearly five hours of travel, Bara finally arrived at a modest boarding house with five neatly lined rooms, marked exclusively for male tenants.

Bara sneered in disdain upon discovering his father's plans for him.

"Ugh...! Damn that ungrateful old man, how dare he make someone as handsome as me stay in such a dingy place—has he lost his mind?" Bara cursed angrily.

Shortly after, the bodyguards, still inside their car, came out and walked towards Bara with two large backpacks, handing them over.

"Young master! Here are your belongings, inside this backpack is a wallet containing 500 thousand and the papers for the motorcycle that will accompany your endeavors," explained one bodyguard, causing Bara to erupt.

"Are you insane? Only 500 thousand from my father! That's pathetic, not even enough for my cigarettes, let alone daily needs. You must have stolen the rest!" Bara exclaimed, growing more upset.

The bodyguards stood silently, clearly trained not to engage with the young master's complaints.

"Young master, here is a special phone for your online motorbike taxi work. You're registered without the Abraham name, so your identity will remain unknown."

"Scum... Useless! Dad really wants to get rid of me. Why is he so angry, punishing me like this, when I've been earning my own money through hard work at the company?"

"Young master, we must take our leave now. The key to your room is in the door. Please enter, young master, for morning approaches," they said, departing.

Now Bara stood alone, seething with rage.

How could he, a man of such wealth, be relegated to such a squalid and confining abode...

"No! I will not accept this. Tomorrow, I'll go to Panji's company for help. Whatever it takes, I must escape this hellish place," Bara resolved firmly.

As 3 AM neared, Bara decided to enter his boarding room, only to be shocked by the sight of a small bed, accompanied by a diminutive plastic wardrobe and a short refrigerator.

Overcome with frustration, Bara tore at his hair like a madman.

"Arrghhh...! I refuse to live in poverty, I won't...! Dad, how could you be so cruel? I swear, I'll escape your sentence," Bara screamed, slumping to the floor.

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