"The world is too harsh to be kind. You will be the victim in the end," Kevin replied.
Daisy quietly listened to Kevin's words.
"I have to leave now; my friends are waiting for me," Kevin waved at her and walked away.
Daisy sat there, pondering Kevin's words.
"Why should we care about people when they don't care about us?" Daisy thought.
As she looked around, she couldn't spot her fiancé and the girl he had been dancing with. Instead, she saw them going upstairs, holding hands.
He doesn't care that he's here with his fiancée and having fun with someone else.
Daisy pondered her options, torn between acceptance and fighting back.
"Should I just accept my fate?" Daisy asked herself, unsure of what to do.
She walked out of the hotel silently. She didn't have anything to do there anyway.
When she reached the house, it was pretty quiet.
"It looks like Father and Michael are out," Daisy thought to herself.
This was good because she didn't want to face anyone right now. She hoped that Lucy wouldn't come either.
Daisy climbed up the stairs and stood in front of a room. It was her grandfather's room. Memories of the time she spent with her grandfather rushed through her mind.
How he used to teach her when she didn't know something, how he stood up for her when her father scolded her, how he always bought her favorite sweets and surprised her when she came to greet him.
She opened the door and entered, closing it behind her.
Tears started to fall from Daisy's eyes. He was the only one who truly understood her, so why did he leave so soon? She walked towards the bed and laid down on it. In the past, when she used to be scared, she would run into this room and sleep with her grandfather.
Daisy slept for a few hours. When she looked outside, it was still dark. Feeling thirsty, she got off the bed and went to the kitchen to get some water.
"I told you, once I take the job, it will be done. Of course, I killed him," an unknown voice said.
Walking down the stairs half-asleep, Daisy was startled upon hearing these words. She didn't know who was speaking.
"That's a relief. You don't know how much loss I had to suffer because of him. I don't want to suffer any more loss because of him," Daisy's father, David, replied.
Daisy did recognize her father's voice. How could she not? But she didn't know who he was speaking with.
The conversation was interrupted by someone.
"Excuse me, sir. Here is the list you wanted," David's assistant said.
David quickly skimmed through the documents his assistant had brought to him.
"Very good," David said.
"Sir, why do we need this information if we don't plan to participate in the auction?" the assistant inquired.
"This auction is very important to Mr. Philips. I can give this information to him to get on his good side. Make sure to send it to Mr. Philips," David said to his assistant.
"Okay, sir," David's assistant said, walking away with documents in his hands.
"Do you have any more work for me?" the unknown person spoke as the assistant left the office.
"Yes, there is someone. I will send you the details later. Regardless of the cost, he must be eliminated," David responded.
"Wow, you're generous as always. At first, I didn't want anything to do with you. I only agreed to eliminate your father because I have a personal grudge against him," the unknown man said.
"He always wants me to do what I don't want to. He handed me the business, why can't he be silent? He's always lecturing me about my way of handling business. What's so wrong with wanting to earn more money? It may not be legal, but isn't everyone like that?" David said these words. His hatred for his father is evident in his words.
"It made my work easy to kill your father. See, everyone believes that it was all an accident," the unknown man said proudly.
Daisy listened in silence. She was too shocked to hear these words. Her grandfather had been murdered, and the person responsible was her own father.
Her father didn't even have an ounce of regret about killing his own father. Suddenly, the air around her started to feel suffocating.
Daisy didn't want to stay in that house any longer. She took her wallet and mobile and walked out.
After a few minutes, she lay on the hotel bed. The conversation between her father and the unknown figure repeatedly played in her mind.
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Daisy began to think about Kevin's words about how being too kind would make you a victim in the end.
This is true for her grandfather. He only wanted the best for his son and didn't want him to stray down the wrong path. This is the reason his own son killed him.
Her grandfather didn't deserve to be brutally murdered.
She also recalled how she had rescued Lucy from bullies, only for her kindness to be repaid with betrayal. Kindness doesn't really have a place in this world.
Ring... Ring...
Daisy woke up to the sound of her mobile ringing. She didn't know when she had fallen asleep, but it was already morning.
She opened her bag and searched for her mobile.
The person who called her was Lucy. She was angry just thinking about the name. Daisy wanted to ask why Lucy had done this to her. She had always helped Lucy since childhood. She had always shared her burdens with her, thinking she was the closest person to her in the entire world.
But for now, she didn't want to talk to her.
The truth behind her grandfather's death was too much for her to process.
Ring... Ring...
The mobile started to ring again.
She simply wanted to ignore it, as she really didn't want to speak with Lucy or her family.
The caller wasn't Lucy or her family, though. She felt relieved when she saw it was her grandfather's friend, someone she was close to.
"Hello."
-In Gilbert House-
"Did that bi*ch respond to you?" Daisy's brother Michael asked the girl in front of him.
"No. She isn't answering my call. She never does this.She always answers my call," Lucy replied to his question.
"Where did this bi*ch go? Can't she be a little more useful? I always have to do all the work. Today I need to go to my friend's party. I don't have any time to do the work," Michael complained.
"Maybe she is still with Mr. Philip," Lucy replied. She knew that Mr. Philip had taken her somewhere yesterday.
Michael started to feel angry hearing this. His sister gets to enjoy it while he has to cancel the party he wants to attend and has to work.
He can't help but curse mentally at how lucky his lowly sister is.
-Somewhere else-
A 25-year-old young man in a black suit gazed through the window of the top floor of the skyscraper. He was admiring the unobstructed views of the city.
He never knew the city he had always lived in could be this beautiful.
Kevin said, "I never knew that the view of Calton could be this beautiful."
Mr. Harry replied, "Just wait until nighttime. The view of Calton, all lit up with colorful lights, is even more beautiful."
Kevin was captivated by the city view in front of him. He had been working hard these days, learning about the businesses he owned from Mr. Harry. It felt good to relax and enjoy the view after a long day of hard work.
"Kevin, I've arranged the meeting you requested at the Grandiose Hotel," Mr. Harry told Kevin while he was still enjoying the view.
"Thank you, Mr. Harry. Don't worry, I can handle it on my own," Kevin assured him.
"Kevin, I have to visit someone, so I need to leave now. We'll meet tomorrow. And don't forget the card I gave you, or else you won't be able to access this floor," Mr. Harry said to Kevin.
"Sure, Mr. Harry. Let's meet tomorrow," Kevin replied with a soft smile.
After Mr. Harry left, Kevin stayed in the room and looked at the view. He checked the clock on the wall.
2 o'clock.
As a former regular worker used to working long shifts, he didn't feel it was right to rest when he could be productive.
So he asked Mr. Harry if there was anything he could do, as he didn't want to take a break.
Mr. Harry arranged a meeting with some people at Hotel Grandiose. Kevin remembered this hotel because he had been there before. It belonged to him.
Kevin took the lift and exited the building. He started driving towards Hotel Grandiose.
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