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..."

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Kapitel 103: A Family Dinner

In the conversation with his father, Dash only felt a little sad and angry, but he didn't blame his father. It wasn't his obligation to be charitable to people outside his family, and that was okay.

Dash didn't blame him; he didn't reproach anything he had asked him, and he didn't help him as he should have. Now, with a bet, he should earn money and hand it over to his father since he should be helping his family now.

"So, is this a promise?" Dash looked at his father seriously, the same attitude he had when he first woke up in this healthy body.

"Of course, don't do something stupid, but learn how to make money." Frederick said, pointing to the door. "Go to your brothers; I'll be down in a few minutes."

"Thank you, father..." The only thing Dash can do in these cases is lower his head and thank his father's gratitude for helping the Lee family.

That's what he can do now, lower his head and thank because, at almost sixteen, he was still a child. As long as he doesn't turn eighteen, he couldn't be free on his own, but waiting for that moment was something he wished for to live his life alone.

If fate wants it this way, he will earn enough money to pay back everything he owes to his father with interest and distance himself from the family, not in a bad way but for his own mental peace.

Staying here much longer might end up making him sick, so he prefers to leave here amicably rather than having a story tainted with problems.

Upon leaving the room, Dash walked to the living room with his suitcase and sat next to his brothers, who, for some reason, loved him a lot. Dash didn't know if he deserved all this since he was a bit resentful towards his brothers. He envied them because they have always enjoyed a good family, something he couldn't.

Why the difference? At this point, Dash wasn't interested in an answer, so waiting for the moment when his father would come down and help him with transportation, he would say goodbye to this place for some time.

Frederick remained alone in the room, and after a few minutes, he made a call, "Prepare things for my son to travel to Japan, don't interfere with what he does as he needs to learn how to make money, and I'm expecting good results from him before making a decision about the rest."

"We'll take care of it, sir."

"By the way, what are the chances of Mrs. Lee surviving the operation?" Frederick asked in a softer tone.

"She has few, even with the best resources, she could die... It will take a few months to prepare her for the operation; they will bring doctors from China and the Philippines who are the best in the field while keeping Mrs. Lee under control."

Frederick sighed and said, "Cover all the expenses; I promised it to my son, so I don't want any kind of problem."

"Understood, sir!"

...

By the time the Hale family gathered for dinner, Dash sat in front of his younger brothers, while Frederick sat across from his wife Helena, who was very nervous.

"How many tournaments are there in Japan?"

Dash's expression remained unchanged, but the man next to him who asked this question made him nervous. Still, Dash didn't change his expression and said, "Many, the competitions will be a bit more professional, and I might end up winning with the bets."

"Can't you reconsider?" Helena looked at her son and asked.

"I've already made my decision, mother. As long as you help me with the trip, I won't ask for anything else." Dash was firm with his words.

Elena forced a smile and murmured, "Actually, your father and I have been considering that you can help him in the company and stay away from martial arts."

"That's even more impossible. All I have is my body, and this way, I will conquer the world under my own criteria." Dash replied as he quickly ate.

Frederick smiled and pointed, "The worst that can happen is that you end up with broken bones or in a coma, isn't it?"

"Frederick Hale!" Elena raised her voice, something she had never done before.

Dash looked at his mother and said, "I won't break my bones; I have never been defeated before, and in Japan, I will never be beaten. I told you, I would start questioning whether to continue with martial arts after being defeated."

"This is your decision, of course; I'll take care of all the medical expenses for the Lee family, so don't worry about anything special." Frederick said as he wiped his lips.

Dash nodded and said, "I finished my dinner, father; I can't stay to accompany you because I have people to say goodbye to. See you later, maybe..."

Elena and Frederick watched Dash leave this way, but neither did anything to stop him.

"Do you think it's okay to let him go like this?"

Frederick frowned and pointed, "What they did to us from Roqueños is nothing similar to what we did to Dash; he will inherit our wealth, and for that, he must be well prepared. If he can't overcome this, then he's not worthy, and that's it."