The News [4]
"What? Father! I cannot accept this! This is unacceptable! I only wanted them to torment, and killing them isn't torment, it is forgiveness!" Fulgran shouted in rage as his father told him about the plan to kill Rebecca's family.
Fulgran was surprised by it, but not entirely, as there were different emotions that had eaten him. He wanted to do the killing later. At least, he wanted to let them taste the consequences of humiliating him.
"We can't do that anymore. It will threaten the name of the family. Choose. Punish her or not." In a calm tone, his father replied. And just with that, Fulgran became silent, as if a tamed puppy.
It was a sign that his father was about to snap out of it. If his father becomes calm and talks briefly, he should stop persisting with him. Why? Because he is getting close to receiving silent treatment.
There is a saying that before a storm, the weather will be calm. His father was like that; if he became silent, he would explode the next time he persisted on him. Maybe he inherited his father's anger issues.
"Father... can I have a request?" Fulgran suddenly asked in a low tone, making his father face him with raised eyebrows.
Fulgran had suddenly calmed down, and by that, his father knew what he would ask, but still chose not to break his thoughts.
"What is it? You can tell me."
"May I be the one who'll slit her family's neck? I wanted to see Rebecca's despairing eyes for myself. I want to trample on her heart and let her see what she has wasted."
His father was just silent, which made Fulgran agitated at the moment. He doesn't know what his answer could be. Very likely, he'd disagree with his request, but he was still hoping that his father would give him the go signal.
Then, his father made a gap between his lips, readied to speak.
"You may. It will be hard, but I will see the chance if you could." Then, with it, a beaming face appeared on Fulgran, followed by his smiling eyes. He then lowered his head towards his father to show his gratitude.
"You don't have to lower your head to me. You are my son and the heir of this family. You should learn how to become your own sword and thrust anyone that would threaten you."
The smile remained on his face until his father left his sight. And just like that, Fulgran had his whole day already completed with the delightful news he got from his father.
'It won't be satisfactory if her family won't be tormented, but it would be great to see her face and soul die before me.'
Fulgran giggled in excitement as he approached the newly replaced mirror in his room. He looked at himself and smiled more widely.
"Now, you look more like Fulgran."
No one could imagine that because of a simple rejection, a person could be driven to this state. However, it was natural for Fulgran as he was raised with what he wanted being presented to him.
There were times that he could even touch the maid's body, even though he was still a child, under 15 years old. But when he saw Rebecca's body, which no one could be similar to or be compared to, he wanted her.
And as for his rejection, it turned to hate, but it was not obvious that the lust had taken over his system. He wanted to touch her, not just want her, but her entire body.
He was like a beast craving meat, but the only difference was that the only method that could satiate him was sex.
He isn't a virgin like other young men. However, he chose his targets, those who had great bodies.
***
When Raymond first arrived at their new home, his eyes were blank. Why? He should be extremely happy by now, but he is. It wasn't just obvious.
Raymond was speechless, and no word could explain how high he had reached by just selling himself to McWorthy.
In front of him was a two-story house with six different rooms on the ground floor and four huge rooms on the second floor. It was a westernized style if compared to Earth's standard. And what's more, is that the materials used were all high quality.
This house is obviously one of the best houses in the real-estate industry that McWorthy has connections to. And as Raymond touched the door, his system was tingling with excitement.
"Be careful, big bro. If you damage it, we don't have the money to pay for it." Lilia, out of nowhere, said with extreme worry.
Raymond just widened his eyes at Lilia and then laughed at her. She was obviously oblivious to why he was laughing as well as other members of her family. Her face was showing obvious confusion.
"Wh-Why are you laughing?!" she pouted.
"Well, it is because we don't have to pay for it, Lilia. This is now our house. We don't have to worry about touching it!" Raymond said in an excited tone, which made her agape.
"What? I don't understand." Even perplexed, Lilia was slowly trying to comprehend him.
On the other hand, Raymond's parents as well as Rebecca were agape, looking at the tall house before them. It was tall, to be precise. Not just a normal tall, but above the standard size of a story that they had never seen back in the lower district.
They were only jumping on Raymond's blank expression and also following his laughter, but deep inside, they were still shocked and in disbelief.
If they computed it to their daily wage and also their savings, it would take a hundred years for them to buy a house like this. Even a hundred years is a joke as the prices would also rise. It would be an eternity for them to save money to buy this kind of money.
But Raymond made it possible only within a month. And as they moved here, their clothes didn't match the house.
They looked like servants instead of owners of the house.
And going back to Raymond, as he went to open the door with the key that was given to them before moving to the middle district, he saw a piece of paper on the floor with his name written on it.
"Is this the title?" Raymond asked himself as he picked up the paper. Who would have thought that a title would be just sitting on the floor waiting for its owner to pick it up?
"This is the title..." Raymond said as soon as he read his name on the paper.