TCF FF: Modern World : P

4: Conflict?!

Coz wuts a story without conflict~?
Fufufu~
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Although everything seems to be going well --well not for cale-- there's still this lingering mystery about how is it possible to be able to start working as soon as the next day after the family offered to arrange the matter.

Shouldn't it take more time...? For preparations.

It's like, everything was already set up and all they have to do was to show up.

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At the working place >>>

"Hey!",with a clearly angry tone.

'hm?'

'...!'

Raon quickly dodged the punch headed his way.

"What's your problem?!", Raon exclaimed, never in his life has he been treated like that since he was under Cale.

Plus even if people aren't aware of his standing, it's still obvious in the working place that Raon was treated carefully and respectfully, meaning he has high status.

It's common knowledge, but this little one seem to disregard the matter.

The culprit was quite daring.

"You!",he cried out in anger

"You're the problem! you stole my place!", pointing at Raon

"I was the one who's supposed to do the modeling! But you stole it from me!",he screamed at the top of his lungs, not caring about the onlookers it's gathered, besides he stripped from this company, so it doesn't matter to him! He's also confident since the company is very strict about what's happening on the inside, so no one can go around recording them.

Whispers soon started. The child was acting like a wronged victim, trying to claim his rights.

It was really starting to ruin Raon's image amongst the employees here.

'tsk! how annoying...'

He was trying to pressure Raon make him embarrass himself, but unfortunately for him, Roan grew up under Cale.

So he calmly looked him in the eyes, clearly unfazed. And with the most bored and nonchalant voice," stole from you...?",rolls his eyes

"Don't you a mirror or something? It's as clear as day that I'm the better choice. As they say "Never miss an opportunity". It's just business ya know?", with a shrug. "Don't take it personally. There's no use crying over spiled milk", as he finished, he looked at the boy in from of him.

Seeing as he was speechless, and opening and closing his mouth, unable to fine the right words to counter. With that Raon smirked internally, it clear he was the victor.

After seconds of opening and closing his mouth, he finally managed tp muster," I-I hate you...!",with a little stuttering and ran away from the scene, he seem to wanna cry.

'...'

It was clear that he was just expecting Raon to just cry or even better wet his pants.

How unfortunate.

'hmmph', he proudly turn his heel to leave.

>>> To Be Continued