Antagonist
Chapter 26. Looking In Straw Piles

A 50-year-old butler, sitting at a desk all by himself. Large house that is usually crowded, now empty no one occupies. Gordon, that's the name of the butler (chief servant) of the Russell family.

He temporarily took care of all the business left behind by the Russell family. A family with a strong foundation has survived for generations. Must disappear overnight just because of a plane crash?

The Russell family consists of 15 members, of whom only a portion lives in the main house. It was the birthday of their great-grandfather, renting a full logging one just for the family.

Everything is gone, nothing is left. The plane, which did not land in the end, caught fire in mid-air, leaving only debris that fell in the mountains.

"Alfred Russell..." Gordon muttered in memory of the name of Russell's missing granddaughter, or rather omitted, as it was only a disgrace to them. A child born from rape.

Named, but ultimately discarded, because when hidden almost sniffed media. Gordon let out a rough breath. Unable to speak to the dead, in which orphanage was Alfred Russel entrusted 8 years ago? All he knew was the birthmark behind his neck and right wrist, as well as his age. The rest? It can only be proven by DNA testing. Some of the remaining hair of late birth mother Alfred Russel deliberately collected from the rest of the comb.

Well kept by him. Several orphanages had been visited with family lawyers, but no results at all, no child had the two birthmarks. If you have one of them, you are not 8 years old.

One conclusion Gordon drew. His little master has been adopted. Will Russell's family be cut off? Nah! He must not give up, has been raised by generations to be the butler of this family, starting from his grandfather. It could be said to be a considerable debt of gratitude to the Russell family.

Until he wanted to take some vertigo medication. The sound of the home phone rang out, sighing roughly lifting the call.

"Jiang.." said.

"Sa... I'm Courtney, I have a problem, can you help me!? I'll give you whatever reward you ask." Said someone across there in a wave.

"Courtney?" Gordon doesn't remember knowing this guy at all.

"Yes! I am the marketing manager of JBT. I have a problem with the Snowden family. If you can make sure the Snowden family head won't touch me, then--" Courtney's sentence is cut.

"Well, what about stealing the design of the new product your company is about to launch ? Can you do it? " Say the butler smiling.

"Ha .. is that all? Sa ... I'll copy it soon." Courtney replied without thinking.

"If there is a chance. Then you can now tell me the root of your problem with the Snowden family." Gordon sighed harshly, took his reading glasses, listened to every sentence Courtney said.

*

Facing the Snowden family was not an easy matter. Especially Flint Snowden, the Snowden family used to be nothing like it is now. Just a middle class businessman.

But slowly everything changed. After Flint Snowden took over after the death of his parents. The originally small business becomes big, the clever white fox takes all the opportunities. A cold-hearted businessman, without compassion, a smile full of deceit and cunning tricks. That's Flint Snowden, maybe just one weakness of that guy.

The only member of his family, Edward Snowden. Gordon's gnawing at his own temple, who doesn't remember Flint's son wanting a new car to pick him up?

Furran, secretary of Flint, scrambling the latest new output car only out one unit. His competitor? Of course the big master of the Russell family. At that time Furran won the auction, successfully bringing home the high-value car for 10-year-old Edward Snowden.

Definition, a white-haired demon that only fell for his son.

Himself was silent for a moment. A tempting offer, a leak of competitor company design. There are many benefits that the Russell family company will get.

But it's also difficult, if Flint Snowden is already involved. Narrowing his own temple, he was lazy if he had dealt with Flint directly. Yandere man (sick soul) but can still smile politely, sometimes gently to deceive, but sometimes brutally.

Until the car stopped in front of a flats. This is the address where Courtney's ex-wife lives.

Stepping up the stairs, a place so dirty to him. Stairs with iron handles that have rusted. The children in dirty clothes ran.

"Wait on! Can I check your right wrist?" Her question stopped the children who were passing by, showing some money sheets.

*

As expected, there was no result at all. Birthmarks on the right wrist and back of the neck, that is the first clue. Before finally doing a DNA test.

Sighs many times, kids? His eyes pinched considering his young master who had yet to be found. Did all the Russell family's estate really have to be returned to the state? Because there are no family members left?

Nah! Alfred Russell is still left. His beloved young master, who was out of nowhere at the moment.

Until Gordon arrived at the apartment unit in question.

"Just a second!" The voice of a child is heard. He occasionally looked at his pocket watch.

Until the door was finally opened. A chubby boy with less clean skin color, wearing visible glasses."Whose grandpa? Do you want to meet mom? I'm still working" he said politely.

"Grandfather was your father's friend..." Gordon's response was to smile. Until something distracts him.

"Dad? Sir better go." Say Query, scratching his head that does not itch.

That's when Gordon rolled his eyes. A birthmark on the right wrist. Query was quickly withdrawn.

"Master! Off!" Query tried to fight. But Gordon moved faster to forcibly inspect the back area of Query's neck. Swallowing his saliva rough, when the birthmark is also on the nape of the child.

"Be... how old are you?" Ask gurgling.

"8 years. Sir better go! Otherwise I will ask for help from the neighbors. Or call the police!" The stern answer from Query, immediately entering the house closed the door violently.

Suddenly the 50-year-old man's hands trembled. Her tears flowed, knocking on the apartment door."Young master! Open door! We should be home soon after the DNA test. I promise I'll feed you a meal and read you a story!" that's Gordon's cry, full of tears and emotional.

How not? If members of the Russell family are depleted, then the family's wealth will be handed over to the state within a period of 10 years according to the hereditary will of the Russell family. The hereditary work of his grandfather became a butler until he too would be cut off.

Then what about the youngest son who has prepared himself to be the butler of the next Russell residence?

Perhaps this was the result of his actions, which had previously sneered at Flint, for being a slave of a boy. Now he too will have a similar fate.