Oliver decided to go outside just to get some fresh air. He was walking around the place. It might bring his mood back.

Wearing a black hoodie and long jeans similar to the color of the hoodie Oliver was wearing. Adding to his good looks many times over.

Just now, Oliver came out of his best friend's flat. A woman noticed him. With an admiring and seductive look.

Oliver didn't care about the woman. He was not interested in returning the seductive gaze of the woman who was staring at him.

However. Who would have thought that the woman in front of his best friend's flat would reprimand and greet Oliver? "Hi, are you new to the flat?"

Oliver ignored the woman's greeting and question without turning around or stopping.

"You weird guy!" the woman continued after her greeting, and Oliver ignored the question.

However, one thing that made the woman curious about Oliver was his indifferent attitude made the woman named Olive wants to know who Oliver was.

****

Once outside his best friend's flat, Oliver decided to walk Arby at the same time, looking for food to fill his stomach.

Oliver didn't bring his favorite motorcycle. He wanted to see around this big city. A city that is the center of world cinema.

"Not bad!" said Oliver after walking quite far from his best friend's flat.

Then Oliver continued to walk, looking for a café or shop to fill his stomach.

However, who would have thought someone would bump into him and make him fall?

"Shit!" cursed Oliver.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!" said the person who hit Oliver.

Oliver didn't expect that the person who bumped into him was a beautiful woman and made Oliver amazed by the woman's beauty.

"Don't you have eyes!" Oliver woke up from his reverie. And he looked at the woman sharply.

"Hah! Sir, I don't have time to deal with you! And I'm sorry if I knocked you down, but you don't seem to have any injuries!" said the woman.

"Damn it!" swore Oliver, not accepting the woman's words.

The woman who hit Oliver continued to look back. Not hearing the last words of the man she hit.

"Oh shit!" cursed the woman, seeing three large men chasing her.

The woman ran away without waking Oliver, who watched her run away.

A voice shouted her name loudly. Calling her by the name of the young lady.

"Young lady, stop!" said one of the big men.

"Split up! Don't let the great lord get angry and punish us!" said another big man. Asking his friends to split up.

However, one of them approached Oliver and asked him. "Sir, please forgive the young lady who bumped into you! If anything happens, or you get hurt, you can come and hold the great lord responsible," he said, handing over a business card.

"It's okay!" replied Oliver, taking the business card without reading it.

Then, Oliver put the business card in his pants pocket. And walked away from the street.

***

D'Orion's tavern.

About fifteen minutes away from where Oliver was hit. Now, he was in a tavern.

Oliver ordered some food to fill his hungry stomach and a glass of beer.

It only took about fifteen minutes for the food and drinks Oliver ordered to arrive. He immediately ate his food without waiting long.

Remembering something the strapping man had given him earlier, Oliver reached into the pocket of his black jeans. In between eating his food.

How surprised he was when he read the business card. Smiling meaningfully, as if God permitted him to avenge him.

"Without the need to search. God has opened the door for me," Oliver hissed. Berserk.

"Well, it looks like I need to get there. And I've got my goals all lined up."

Oliver continued his meal with a smile that was difficult to interpret by those who saw it.

After he finished his food, Oliver paid and left the shop immediately. Ready for tomorrow, to go to the place of the person who made him like this.

***

1 day later.

Oliver woke up early, at six in the morning. Just to go to that man.

Yes, Oliver had thought through and completed all his grudges. Going to Franklin's residence was the beginning of the plan he had made.

In about thirty minutes, Oliver was all dressed up and ready to go to Franklin's residence.

The journey using his favorite motorcycle. Oliver had no trouble finding the address.

It only took less than an hour for Oliver to arrive at Franklin's residence. Seeing how magnificent the family mansion that is considered to be the destroyer of his life.

Outside Franklin's mansion, there were five guards, Oliver turned off the motorcycle engine and approached the five guards.

"Morning, is this really where the Franklin family lives?" asked Oliver, pretending to be pretentious.

"Yes, it is."

"Can I meet the owner of this mansion?" Oliver asked again. Still with his pretense.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"Yesterday, I heard that the owner was looking for a bodyguard for his daughter, and I came here to apply to be a bodyguard."

The mansion guard looked Oliver up and down. There wasn't a single flaw, perfect for his young lady's bodyguard.

So, the guard opened the gate and told Oliver to go inside. And waited for the host to meet him.

Not long after, a dashing middle-aged man came down the stairs with a woman who looked beautiful despite her age.

Yes, that man was Lucas Samuel Franklin with his beloved wife, Ashley Gabriella Franklin, who smiled kindly at Oliver.

"Sorry for the long wait. What are you looking for me for?" Lucas asked.

Oliver didn't answer immediately, and he seemed to be holding back his emotions. However, he tried not to be rash in his actions. Trying not to beat up the old man in front of him.

"Oh, yes, sorry. I came here to be a bodyguard for your daughter," Oliver said. Conveying the purpose of his visit.

"Do you know the job you want?" Lucas asked. Staring at Oliver intently.

"Yes, sir, I know the job I will be doing. And I am prepared to guard and protect your daughter twenty-four hours daily."

"What are your advantages? I don't want my daughter in danger for the umpteenth time."

"Sir, I don't need to explain my strengths. I just want to show that I deserve to be your daughter's bodyguard," Oliver explained.