SIX YEARS LATER

The body of Theresia moved from the funeral home to the burial place for rest for every human who has completed the battle of their life. When Theresia's coffin sank into the ground, Quineera screamed hysterically. The previous day she was like a human who had lost consciousness. She didn't cry or make a sound. Quineera was silent even though Katty and Max spoke to her.

"Sweety, calm down. There's nothing to be sorry for." The aunt who raised Quin in London immediately embraced her nephew's body. Aunt Dea was the youngest sister of Quineera's father. Meanwhile, Deon's uncle who took care of Theresia was her father's second younger brother.

"Calm down, honey!" Uncle Deon also hugged Quin. Now there was only Quin. She became an orphan without a sister. Everything seems to be destroyed. During this time they were physically far apart but they did not forget to share news one and each other.

"Why, Auntie? Why did all my family have to leave me? Do they love me? They had the heart to leave me alone. I'm still 19 years old, Aunt. I am willing to enter the campus of their dreams." Quineera wept in her uncle and aunt's arms.

"Cry, sweety! You've been holding back since yesterday." Uncle Deon said while rubbing his nephew's head.

After finishing the funeral ceremony, Deon and Dea helped Quineera up. They got into the car and went straight home. They had to be able to calm Quineera so that the young girl could rest in peace. The news of Theresia's death was so shocking and it made Quin lose her mind for several days.

After the cemetery was deserted, Geva came with a bouquet of flowers and placed them on the gravestone. Theresia Osteen's name engraved on the tombstone was like slashing Gevariel's neck. His heart ached. The guilt within him increased hundreds of times. "Not only her parents I have killed but I also killed her. I'm a murderer." Geva pounded his chest until Uncle Sam had to act.

Uncle Sam walked over to Gevariel and sat down next to the young man. "It's not your fault, son. You have tried to make amends for what happened in the past. From now on, forget everything. No more dealing with the Osteen family. Please stop here." Uncle Sam stroked the back of the child from his employer. He couldn't stand to see Geva suffer because he was trapped in guilt.

"How could I forget all this, Uncle. It's all very scary."

"Go through the process. You'll find a way later."

***

Six years later

A woman with a mini blazer suit that matched the mini skirt she was wearing was sipping coffee and looking at London from her room window. The woman heard the sound of footsteps entering her private room.

"How was your investigation?" a 25 years woman interrogates a man who worked as her personal assistant.

"Everything is under control, Miss. I have got all the information about Gevariel Ethan Xander."

"Good! Has my departure been taken care of?" The young woman asked again.

"We can leave immediately. Katty has taken care of all your needs." The man answered again.

"Good! You are really reliable." Quineera praised Max and Katty's work for being almost one hundred percent perfect.

Quineera returned to the city of Lyon, France. The time has come. She must served as CEO at the hotel left by her parents. If Aunt Dea had hospitals in France and London, and Uncle Deon had a well-developed fitness business, then Quineera's parents owned a five-star hotel. Of course Quineera would be the heir.

Along with Max and Katty, Quineera sat in the first class service of the plane. Quin was hungry and she asked Katty to order beef steak and mashed potatoes. While waiting for the food to arrive, Quineera read the magazine provided as a plane facility. For a moment she had to stop from the internet because the pilot forbade the use of the internet while on the plane. She flipped through a magazine and found healthy food recipes. Quineera was not very good at cooking but she enjoyed every time she was served food. When she wanted to see the name of the recipe maker, a flight attendant stopped Quin because she forgot to put on her seat belt.

***

Gevariel was increasingly loved by many fans. He was already 28 years old. This time Gevariel wanted to be independent and open his own restaurant. He really had no interest in working in his father's company even though his parents repeatedly offered Gevariel a high position.

Gevariel was busy in the kitchen with all kinds of spices. The apron stuck to his chest made his charm increase tenfold. Almost all women idolize a celebrity chef named Gevariel.

His only assistant and best friend named Luke approached Gevariel who was busy in the kitchen. "Gev, are you sure you want to open your own restaurant? Your parents definitely won't allow it." Luke asked while he managed to land his ass on the chair. Luke had to know how much confidence Gevariel had in his plan.

"I'm 28 years old. They have no right to rule my life anymore. I don't want to depend on them anymore. I will open a restaurant on my own. I'm sure I can because I'm not working alone."

For ten years, Gevariel's parents had always opposed his dream of becoming a chef. Old-fashioned thinking made them always think that chefs would never get rich. From the beginning, all of Gevariel's wishes were always against his parents, including in terms of dreams for the future.

"Do you really have enough savings for all opening and operating costs? You should know that opening a restaurant is a risk. Capital issued will not return quickly. That is if the business runs smoothly. If you go bankrupt, the money will be wasted." Luke started with his thinking. He was smart and always thought realistically.

"I know. That's exactly what I need you. We will find investors for this restaurant. I want this restaurant to be big and have branches in several countries. I will prove to my parents that I can succeed because of my own dream. Not their dream." Without hesitation Geva explained and relied on Luke's help. He and Luke were like inseparable coins. If Gevariel was very introverted and didn't like meeting people, then Luke was the complete opposite. Luke was very extroverted and had a lot of friends. Luke was also great at negotiating.

"So this is your restaurant or ours?" Luke asked, testing his friend's loyalty.