Remember Me, Baby.
Solve Problems

Keiko walked after Alfred, up the circular staircase. The iron thread of the staircase handle is gray, in line with the marble that coats the floor of the building.

While walking, Keiko observed that most of the displays and ornaments in the mansion were made of crystal. He was also quite sure that some of the decorations were even made of real gems.

They turned to the right side hallway, then continued to step until they arrived at the very end of the room. Alfred then stopped and reset the system on the panel next to the door.

“This is your room, Miss. Please stick your thumb here,” the man said pointing to the biometric scanner in the panel.

Keiko approached and placed the thumb of her right hand. The lights on the panel change color from red to green, making the white door leaf move and open wide.

“Thank you.” Keiko looked at the open door while smiling nervously. Where is Andrew? What's he supposed to do there?

“Don't worry, Big Master is just teaching Young Master a lesson. It should have been made up before lunch. You rest first. I'll immediately prepare a waiter for you. Later, just say what you need to them,” explained Alfred as if understanding Keiko's heartbreak.

“Good. Once again thank you very much for this friendly welcome,” reply Keiko while bowing deeply. Suddenly he felt sorry for not having time to prepare a hand for Andrew's father. Maybe later he could ask Andrew to accompany him to find something downtown.

“Sama-sama. Then, I go first.” Alfred nodded at a glance then turned around and walked back down the hallway.

After Alfred's back was no longer visible, Keiko went into the room. He pressed the red button on the inner side panel of the room, making the door automatically closed and locked. He circulated the view, observed and judged the classic room with a little amazement.

The design of the room is minimalist, but filled with quality items number one. Keiko stepped forward and touched the surface of the wardrobe attached to the wall near the balcony, her brand was the same as hers in Tokyo. So even with the bed in the middle of the room, the same type as he used before, but with a larger size.

Keiko sighed softly and lay down on the bed. It feels a little foreign, making him suddenly feel lonely and miss his home in Tokyo, as well as his father ....

The girl's eyes turned red. He shrank his nose which suddenly felt sour and poignant. It was as if there was a lump of cotton swab that stuffed his throat, making him choked and feel tight. His former life .. there seems to be no way at all to get back there ....

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Downstairs, Alfred gave instructions to one of the butlers to find two of the best female servants specifically to serve Keiko. He asked the butler to do the job immediately. After that, he immediately returned to the living room and approached Marco Roux who was chugging the whiskey alone.

“Master, what are you doing? Pay attention to your health if you still want to see the grandson of the Young Master,” Alfred scolded. He reached out to take the bottle and the alcoholic drink out of Marco Roux's hand, but the master brushed his hand away.

“Alfred, tell me, what should I say to the Marquess of Alrico? He would have gone berserk if he knew Andrew was coming home with another girl. Which parents are not angry when they know their daughter is being played?”

“Not to worry, Sir. Just tell me that Young Master and Miss Keiko are married overseas. There is no way the Marquess will still force the Young Master to marry Miss Cecille,” Alfred replied calmly. He had already thought about it while taking Keiko to the room. The only way to break Mr. Roux junior's engagement is just that way.

Or ....

“If not, just say that Miss Keiko already contains a potential successor to the Roux family,” he added again.

“It's just a suggestion, or you can talk about it first with Young Master and Miss Keiko.”

Marco Roux looked at Alfred with a complicated expression, then sighed and closed his eyes. He really felt helpless with the behavior of his only son. However, Andrew's persistence over the years turned out to be fruitful. His son managed to prove that his doubts all along were wrong. When he saw the face of Andrew's lover, he felt his life had floated for a while before returning to his body. He thought the girl was a living painting of Andrew. How can they be so similar?

Then, regarding Cecille ..it was his fault for continuing to force Andrew to be in a relationship with the girl. It should have been from the beginning that he had made a firm decision when Andrew continued to refuse. If this is so .. isn't he himself the one who is in trouble?

After sighing and exhaling loudly, Marco Roux downed the drink in his bottle before saying, “Acted the Marquess to dinner at Le Taillevent, I need to talk to her. Do not forget to prepare the files of some of our properties in Europe .. ah, add also those in East Asia, let him choose one or two of them. Hopefully that way his heart condition improves a little.”

Alfred was stunned for a moment to hear the orders of his superior. He knows the sale value of Phoenix.Co's property. Even one building can reach billions. Mr Marco wants to give up one or two full assets?

“Consider it as compensation because his daughter has waited so long, only to be dumped by my son, the son of a bitch ..” Marco Roux waved his hands in great helplessness. “Where is he now?”

Alfred lifted his chin and gazed past Marco Roux's shoulder as he replied, “There is behind you, Mr.”

“What is he doing?”

“Beating glass ... it looks like while yelling.”

“Close glasses. I really wanted to kick his self-destructed ass,” grumbled Marco as he poured whiskey into his glass again.

“Good, Mr.”

Alfred took the control remote on the table and pointed it at the window. In an instant the long curtains dangled and slowly covered the view. Andrew beat the glass even faster before he was completely invisible again.

Alfred sighed softly. Because of this problem, he became dizzy. Now, how do you relieve Marco Roux's emotions?

Meanwhile out there, Andrew punched the window glass in annoyance. However, the result was only his knuckles that looked flushed. Of course, all the glass in the mansion was bulletproof, the quality was the same as the best diamonds on the face of the earth. So, his foolish actions just made himself the one who was injured.

“Sial!” as Andrew grimaced with pain. “What did they just talk about?”

He knew that continuing to scream produced nothing. The whole building is soundproof. The only thing he could do was wait for his father's anger to subside.

But what about Keiko? He could not let the girl be alone in there and be confused. Moreover, Alfred's expression when talking to his father earlier seemed very suspicious. They must be planning something. He should find out soon.

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