Kapitel 101: Dash's Concern

"[My father will help; I hope for the best in this... I'll visit you as soon as I change clothes. Do you want me to bring you something?]" Dash sent this message while sitting in the driver's seat of his car, tightening his grip on his phone after feeling the pain in his body more intensely.

"I was a fool to think it would be different..." Dash muttered as he tried to restore his emotions. He wanted to hit, scream, and cry, all at once, but he couldn't. He had to focus on everything ahead, and first, he had to go home since there was something important he needed to do.

"[My father will be back home for some things, don't worry.]" Devon's response was simple, revealing the little enthusiasm she had at the moment.

"Then I'll go home..."

Dash didn't know if he was rational with his request, but over the past few years, a very strong trust had been forged with his father after opening up a bit. But now, all that trust was shattered.

When memories of the past came back stronger than ever, Dash was filled with a fury he couldn't control, and every part of his body now wanted to scream.

"I was a damn fool; you're still the same person who abandoned me years ago..." Dash headed towards his house and parked the car directly outside.

All the workers were alarmed due to the powerful sound of the Mustang's engine, and when they saw that it was Dash entering, apparently angry, no one said anything.

Elena, who was taking care of her children, was surprised. She walked to the door and, seeing her son's expression, asked, "What happened, Dash?"

"Nothing that should concern you; focus on your younger children..." Dash didn't look at his mother.

Just as he was about to continue on his way, Elena, puzzled by her son's rude behavior, stopped him: "Stop right now, what has you in this state?"

Dash turned around, and just as he was about to speak, he saw his brothers approaching, so to avoid a family drama, he shook his head and said, "I argued with my father; ask him."

"Brother! Brother!" Dash's two younger brothers approached him, but before they could even greet him, he disappeared from the hallway.

"Mom, is Dash angry?"

"I think he needs to go to the bathroom!"

Elena regained composure and smiled charmingly. "You're right; your brother had to go to the bathroom."

After taking her children to play, Elena picked up the phone and called Frederick, who was currently at the company.

A while later, Dash, who had his room in disarray, found what he was looking for, taking the business card of the man who promised him money in exchange for fights, so he hoped he could make the call.

"[There are only a few people who have this phone number, so if this is wrong, you can hang up now.]"

After hearing that gruff voice, Dash frowned and asked, "[Is this Santiago?]"

"[It seems you know me. If you're the mother of my children, don't mess with me after paying you; if you're someone else, just say it, damn it!]" Santiago said, annoyed that his time was being wasted.

"[More than five years ago, you gave me this business card in case I wanted to fight for some money. If the price is reasonable, then I'm interested in doing it.]" Dash was angry, so the last thing he was doing was reasoning about the consequences.

There were a few minutes of silence on the other end of the call, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "[Are you the demon from the All Valley competition? You're still underage, and your father is a hindrance; you don't interest me before reaching adulthood.]"

Dash frowned and said confidently, "[My father won't interfere; I'll make sure of that.]"

"[If you're so sure, then come to Japan, Okinawa to be more exact. I'll send you the address of my house, and if you don't show up in a week, don't bother me again.]"

Dash, who saw the call cut off, sighed. Right now, he wanted to prove to his father that he could get the money and that from then on, he owed him nothing.

After more than half an hour, Elena went up to her son's room, and when she opened the door, she was surprised by the mess. She had never been bothered by these things because Dash wasn't like that, and when she saw a suitcase, she asked, "Where do you think you're going?"

Dash looked at his mother at the door and said, "I want to go to Japan; I'm going to participate in some tournaments where I'll learn to earn money."

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Kapitel 102: I'll Resolve It

Elena looked sternly at Dash and said, "Your father is waiting for you in his office; don't waste his time."

Without uttering another word, Dash left his room with the suitcase and walked towards his father's office, who had returned at an unprecedented hour.

When Dash entered the room, he saw his father without a jacket, sitting in a chair while sipping a drink of alcohol.

"Sit down!" Frederick's voice was authoritative; this time, he wasn't talking to his son as a father but as a man.

Dash didn't fear his father; he respected him and was grateful for everything he had given him in this and his previous life, but the last thing he would feel for this man is fear.

After sitting down, Frederick looked at his son for a few seconds and pointed, "You're angry, I understand that perfectly. You must believe that I have abandoned you, that the man you always relied on has left you behind, but let me tell you that you'll thank me for this in the future."

Dash was leaning on the chair, looking at his father, who was giving him a lecture he had never had in his past life, but halfway through the speech, he said, "Father, I am no one to judge how you raised me from my childhood since I am very grateful, as you have mentioned now. Thanks to you, I have a very famous Kung Fu school, and thanks to you, I have an incredible car. But as far as I remember, everything was due to a deal that is being paid off."

"You gave me the car for my high performance in competitions and school; you've seen my investments and know perfectly the potential it has, so it's not the time for a father-to-son lesson."

Dash looked directly at his father while his eyes filled with tears, and he said, "Right now, I'm asking you for a favor from son to father. My best friend's mother is sick, and as you say, the possibility of her dying is high."

At this moment, Dash paused; the words were stuck in his chest, and after catching his breath, he said, "I don't know your childhood, but what I can tell you about death is that it is the loneliest sensation that exists, and if I can do something to save that woman who matters to me, I will do whatever it takes, do you understand?"

For the first time, Frederick was left speechless in a conversation with his son. He didn't have much to say, so after Dash calmed down, he said, "So, if you have so much confidence in yourself, do what you want. Have you heard me? But everything you owe me will be paid with interest; remember that."

"I have a long life and many stocks that will grow in several years. I earned that money in tournaments, so you have nothing to blame me for. If I can't pay you now, I will when I can, but before that, I want to go to Japan to participate in tournaments."

"Japan?" Frederick asked very puzzled.

Dash nodded and said, "You may not know, but there are some tournaments where the monetary gains are significant. I plan to participate and earn money."

"Do you think with your fists, it's enough to make a fortune?" Frederick mocked his son's ignorance.

"There are famous fighters who earn hundreds of millions of dollars; do you think I can't reach them? If all I have is martial arts, I'll live off it and be the greatest son you have, no matter how you raise my other siblings. You can't deny it; they will never be like me!"

Dash's cruel words were true in the eyes of Frederick and Elena. None of their other children would be the same as their eldest son because he grew up in a strict environment while the other two in a peaceful one.

For them, Dash would be their most outstanding son, and they hoped he would stay with the company. But despite this, Frederick needed to raise him to be cruel enough, and it seemed he had succeeded.

"Then go and find my money; if you can't pay me, then never come back. I'll make the arrangements for you to go to Japan; school doesn't matter since I'll report you as sick." Frederick stopped paying attention to Dash's anger; he would take care of him after all; he is his blood.

"You'll leave tomorrow morning; after the last family dinner, you can say goodbye to your girlfriend." Frederick dismissed Dash indifferently, and when he left the room, he muttered, "You are my greatest pride, son, but this world is cruel, and I hope you understand that."

When he murmured these words, he inevitably took out a picture of a yellow cat and sighed, knowing that he, too, hadn't had such an easy life. If Dash doesn't understand this, it means there would be no one to whom he could leave his empire, and everything he had worked for wouldn't be worth it.

"I hope I'm not wrong..."