บท 137: Promise Kept
"What do you want boy?" Liang Ju-Long pressed his palms to the desktop trying to quell his anger.
"I believe I have made it very clear what I want. I had hoped you would just accept what I have said. You will leave my wife be. You will leave my employees be. You will no longer interfere with my life or you will find yourself with nothing.
"I have called a shareholders meeting for Wednesday. It is time we found a new chairman, one who is more future-minded.."
"You can't do that, you don't carry the weight to order such a thing."
"Oh but you are mistaken not only am I the chief executive officer, I am also now the largest shareholder of Liang International holding 45% of the company's stocks." Liang Ju-Long looked up at his son with a rare showing of shock upon his face.
"I have been making my move since last year, when I realized how truly powerless I was. Thank you for helping give me the drive I needed to accomplish this. I quickly changed my status on my own, without a marriage, while growing and expanding the business exponentially.
"I now have enough power to remove the snake that continuously bites at my heel."
Liang Ju-Long's hands shook as he clenched them into fists.
"So what are you going to do now?"
"Nothing I am here just to deliver a warning--no wait a promise to you.
"You have crossed my bottom line far too many times Liang Ju-Long, do not tread any further over that line. Live the rest of your life in peace and quiet with what you have already accumulated and from the stocks you still hold.
"Or lose everything, that is the only choice you have now."
Liang Jian Amal narrowed his eyes as he looked down at the older man who stared at his fists before uncocking the weapon and storing it away.
"Know that just because I did not do it does not mean that I won't do you understand?"
"Yes I understand."
"Good thank you for you compliance former chairman." Seeing the ghost white face of the man Liang Jian Amal left satisfied.
His father was too used to being able to hold power over another's life but had never had experienced the same, it had made him callous and cold. Liang Jian Amal hoped that seeing his own life hanging on a previous thread might help bring out some awareness for someone other than himself.
'Hell even if it is awareness just for himself that will work too as long as he doesn't rise up again.'
Now that his business was accomplished he could finally go to where he wanted. He had to ensure a place to bring her back to.
'I hope she understands..'
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Liang Ju-Long kept his face down to his fists hiding his expression until after he saw that Liang Jian Amal had exited and he heard the door close as he left.
Pulling a key from the top drawer and opened the locked drawer at the bottom of his desk. Inside sat a whole drawer of memories and feelings he had long ago locked away so that he could fulfill a promise. Rifling through it he finally found an old worn photograph.
As he lifted his head the hidden smile grew.
"I hope you forgive my methods but I have accomplished what I promised you I would. The cost was far greater than what I could imagine but the results are far more brilliantly shining. I wish you could have seen our son grow, this might have turned out better if you had been here, but even without you, it has been hard but I have kept my promise."
Liang Ju-Long stroked the small picture of Amira in a white sun-hat as she turned to look at him before bringing it up with his hands as he covered his eyes.
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บท 138: The Dumonts
"Chang are you home? Chang?" ChenHua Lee rapped on the door repeatedly on the locked door. She had left it unlocked when she left yesterday but had been unable to return do to stuff within her own family.
"Who are you?" ChenHua heard a man's voice from behind her and turned to see a tall man in a business suit behind her. The young man had a rather handsome appearance even with deep bruising under his eyes. She couldn't help wondering seeing him if she was 20 years younger.. Behind him stood a small woman in glasses dressed in business attire.
"I could ask you the same. If you're hear for business now would not be a good time please come at another time."
Looking at the two smartly dressed people in black she mistook them for bill collectors and dismissed them.
"You misunderstand madam, this is personal. I am here for my wife. I am Chang's husband." The man have a small disarming smile.
'Debt collectors are just have no shame anymore.' ChenHua narrowed her eyes at him and putting a fist on her hip scowling.
"Really and how come I never heard about this?"
"Are you related to Lihua and Chang ? You look a lot like them, I'd recognize that scowl anywhere." The man said with a slight chuckle.
"How do you know my sister and niece?" ChenHua started to doubt that the man was a swindler, and consider that he could be who he said he was.
"I told you, I am her husband Liang Jian Amal. I am here for my wife and mother-in-law."
ChenHua felt a flash of shock hearing his words, he appeared to be very sincere
"Oh dear how do you not know as Chang's husband. LiHua passed away, almost a week ago now.
"I mean, I only found out the news when it was printed in the paper, but I had been estranged from my sister for a long time, barring a couple of phone calls through the years. You are her husband or you say you are, how would you not know this?" ChenHua stared at incredulously.
The young man gripped the front of his shirt over his heart with a pained expression.
"I was away.."
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Beside him Hao Jin Ying began to lightly sob into a hankerchief at the news. Trying to crush the pain in his chest he managed to ask the older older curly haired woman.
"Where is Chang..?"
"When I left here yesterday she was sleeping. Poor thing has taken it so hard, after giving her a good meal I put her to bed." Putting a hand to her chin she sighed. "I meant to come back later on and stay with her through the night, she looked so horrible. I had to take care of something with my family..."
The woman continued on but Liang Jian Amal had stopped hearing after about Chang.
'I'm so sorry I wasn't here.'
"So she should be home.?" After gathering himself for a moment he interrupted the woman.
"Well yes, at least I thought so but she's not answering, I brought her some breakfast too. I know I left the door unlocked yesterday, but it's locked now, so she should be home."
Feeling a sense of dread in his heart he walked jerkily up the steps.
"Chang." He knocked on the door loudly and called her name before listening at the door. There was nothing, it was complete silence.
Hearing nothing he feared the worst he started to try to bust it down.
"Hey someone might call the police or something!" The older woman started to fret seeing his actions and looked around the worriedly.
"That is the least of my worries at the moment." His teeth gritted he rammed himself at the door.
Finally under his relentless abuse the door gave way and hung at an awkward angle as he pushed past, rapidly checking every room for her.
Hao Jin Ying quickly introduced herself to ChenHua as they followed after him.
In the main living room a Christmas tree stood, almost all the way done up except for a roll of tinsel that hung from the tree where it had been halfway strung up.
A number of boxes filled with more decorations littered the floor, some opened slightly spilling their contents.
"Chang!"
'I feel like I'm having déjà vu. This is just like last year.' He had looked for her in every room of his home and outside but was unable to find her. Just like last time he was unable to find her. He stood there in her bedroom for a moment.
'Maybe she just went to the store or something..'
"Sir, come here!" Hao Jin Ying called to him from the kitchen.
Hearing her tone, he reluctantly left the room that still faintly smelled of her and went to the kitchen.
Hao Jin Ying stood beside ChenHua holding a small piece of paper a regretful look in her eye.
His hand shaking just a little he took the paper.
On it she wrote that she was going to go live with her father's family and likely wouldn't be back for a while, if ever. Most of the words on the paper were addressed to her aunt ChenHua, saying how grateful she was to have met her and asked her to care for her home. At the bottom though were a few words for him.
'If a man named Liang Jian Amal comes by, please tell him that I waited. I waited a long time.'
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