But no one came out. The heavy downpour pelted mercilessly and spattered on Decker's head and face, stinging his skin and soaking him to the bone. The cold drops ran down his cheeks, taking with it his bitter tears.
The professor sadly watched the boy through the window that night as he vented out his frustration to the night sky. Despite the threat, the professor eventually helped Decker anyway. He managed to enroll Decker into a private high school that was founded by one of the professor's friends.
Most of the students of that school were the ones whose scores had been at the bottom in the high school entrance examination. Even its best students merely had a score of around 300, ranking in the middle at most.
After entering high school, Decker started to hide his true self. He slept in classes. His marks ranked at the bottom of the class. He did nothing but gang up.
Everybody thought he was a little punk. This was the only way that he could finally have some peace in his life.
Even so, a man had been stalking him for the past few years, and Decker knew it. One day near his graduation, he followed the man and found out that his boss was a gray-haired older man.
After he graduated from high school, he learned that the older man was in fact, Elroy, his foster parent that dumped him.
One night as Decker became more vigilant and capable, he put a knife at the throat of one of Elroy's bodyguards. The bodyguard told him that the older man was Decker's grandfather. He also said that Elroy had another bodyguard watch his mother to stop her from ever meeting him.
As Decker grew up, his force became stronger. To prevent Elroy from finding out, he only fostered his force in secret, and he always used his alias Eckerd in public instead of his real name Decker.
Then one day, he met Debbie.
It was an evening when a pale and desperate Debbie came knocking on his door. When Decker opened the door and stared at the girl before him, she told him that he was her brother. That she was pregnant and homeless and wherever he was also her home.
Decker had never known that he had a sister, and Debbie's sudden appearance at his doorstep had surprised him. He replied in a devil-may-care tone, "Psycho!" Just like that, he turned and closed the door in her face.
As he thought about all of this, Decker Looked at Debbie and decided to tell her how he had truly felt back then.
"Debbie, remember the first time that we had met? Even though I closed the door on you, I noticed our resemblance. However, back then, I couldn't even protect myself, let alone you and a baby.”
That was the reason why he refused to let her stay with him. However,
Debbie was persistent. She kept coming back to her brother's place until he finally agreed to take her in.
Leaning on Carlos' shoulder, she stared at Decker with red, teary eyes when she thought about those days.
She considered herself Lucky compared to Decker. At least her father had loved her when he was alive. After her father had passed away, she met Carlos. He held her dear to his heart, but Decker had no one to love and look after him.
Then Decker went on to explain how he got hurt last time. He had intended to take over Yates' turf in Askor, but Yates found out and hunted him down. One of Yates' men had stabbed him, and the reason why he could enter Champs Bay Apartments was that the guards all worked for him.
Decker had become a powerful man in Alorith. He told Debbie and Carlos casually, "Next, I'll take over the Loftus Group. Elroy wants to let his youngest son Gus run the company. He's grooming him for it, but I'm not going to Let him get his wish."
Debbie frowned and was worried. She couldn't help but ask, "You're a stranger to the Loftus Group. They might not even allow you in the building. How can you possibly take over the company?"
Decker smiled.
"Ramona held ten percent of the Loftus Group's shares, and she gave it to me. Your so-called uncle also handed his shares over to me. So I have twenty-five percent of the Loftus Group's shares now."
He then glanced at Carlos and asked, "With the twenty-five percent, do you think I could take over the company now?"
Carlos thought about it for a moment and then replied, “I can buy twenty percent of the shares for you.