Several hours ago at Woodwille Homes, in front of a rustic modern metal and wooden gate.
"Young Master, i don't think young miss is currently at home. It has been almost half an hour already." Butler Han said rather anxiously. He was at his wit's end. His young master's temper has been terrible since this early morning when they picked him up at Laurice's residence. He was throwing a fit of rage at the villa which hadn't happened for years and his mood was fluctuating to some degree it was quite baffling. Even little young master Louie was frightened to approach his father to ask about his 'mother' who had been away for sometime. He was already missing her a lot. Little Louie snuck up to one corner of the car, hands on his lap and kept silent the whole time around. He did not want to be left alone at the villa and wanted to see his 'mommy' so he tag along with his father who also plans to see the same woman.
'Where are you mommy? Daddy's really scary.'
For the very first time ever, Louie was scared of his own father who only throws cold glances at everyone. His face was devoid of any emotion making him look even more stiff and distant.
Butler Han could guess something must have happened between him and the young miss that causes his young master's sudden outburst. The temperature inside the vehicle which was already heavy enough to begin with, has dropped a few more degrees the instant the words left the butler's mouth.
The butler did not dare look at his young master who was emitting a cold aura. He failed to see the gradual change in the man's expression which was seemingly quite familiar and similar with that of his brother's.
...
'Not at home?'
The man's lip arched ever so slightly.
He was already in the bad mood because of what happened and could no longer hold back until he confronts the woman but she wasn't home?
'Where's the woman exactly?'
Sid impatiently dialed a number in his phone. A low and chilly voice resonates inside the vehicle afterwards.
"Where is she?" Sid asked rather menacingly over the phone. He was talking with Sam, his assistant who not only handles his business affairs but has now turned into his private single army. He is a capable person who can dig up not only a person's whereabouts in a matter of seconds.
" ... !!! "
Everybody jolted in their seats when they heard Sid spoke.
The tention inside the vehicle was also building up, it was suffocating. 'Poor little Louie for enduring this much because his father was unexpectedly throwing a tantrum.' The little young master sighed. It was only one time that he acted the same. He had only acted spoiled and unbridled when he had finally set his eyes on his particular 'mommy'. It was inevitable since he likes his 'mother' so much. And looking at his father at the moment, he was not that naive not to understand the situation. Without second thoughts, he slowly shifted from his seat and moved closer to his father who had just ended up the phone call. Little Louie lifted his small body up and gently patted his father's head.
...
'This ...'
Sid was stunned for a moment.
It seems his son was consoling him. He was looking at him with a warm and affectionate gaze without fear in them as if knows his worries and understands all of them. He soon realized he had totally forgotten that his son was with him all along. But surprisingly enough, Little Louie was the one acting all mature now and all of a sudden, he felt a bit complicated for some good reason.
Sid's expression softened a tad bit but his aura remained unchanged, actually he looked even more determined right after his conversation over the phone ended.
He was in a pensive mood.
He thought, 'He's definitely going to get his woman back.'
...
"Be good and stay at home. Daddy has somewhere to go." Sid spoke to his son and gently carried him to his seat on his lap.
Soon, the car drove past the house and out of the village.
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'The Cube'
Sid's face was completely distorted the instant he saw the establishment. His grip tightened in the steering wheel. He drove his own Porsche 911 Carrera 4S Cabriolet from his own private garage at the Walsh Villa where he left his sleepy son to the nanny's care and sped off along the highway as he headed down the metro. He was able to reach the place in no time.
Looking at the extravagant place with a grim face, he resolutely drove inside.
...
The valet at the night club was momentarily dazed with the sight of another luxury car approaching The Cube's driveway entrance. He can never really get used to witnessing the grandeur of such cars that is hand-picked by these millionaires, billionaires even that come to his workplace for a night of pleasure or whatnot. He had been since his employment, a fan of cars, those imported in particular because they carry such great splendor in them matching the nobility of their owners. Like this particular man who had just alighted from his porsche carrera. He can only dream that one day in the future ahead, he could own and drive the same car as well. But he felt as if even by then, he would still not be on par with such man whose mere presence is rather intimidating enough. The way he carried himself was that of a royalty from a noble family. The gap between them is substantially absolute, definite and clear-clut like the night from the day.
Despite his grievances, the valet felt fortunate enough to drive such expensive cars even for a brief period of time.
...
The moment the silhouette of his car faded from a distance, Sid eventually entered the place and in heavy footsteps, he went inside the building to find a particular woman who had been in his dreams for nights already and was indeed the very person who was making him currently restless and agitated and warm and fuzzy all over. He could not bare to wait anymore and wanted her back in his sight, in his arms.