LUCIA

Chapter 87 Memories of Mother

David was called by the Duke of Ramis and went into his office. Because he entered with a light heart, he didn't have time to avoid the thing that suddenly flew at his face.

"What the hell are you doing!"

As he listened to his father's voice filled with rage, David blankly stared at the pile of documents that hit his face and fell to the floor. The hit to his face didn't hurt much. But he was shocked because it was his first time being scolded in such a way.

"Who asked you to do this!"

David leaned forward and picked up one of the documents scattered on the floor. It was a list of names that he was familiar with. It was a list of the members of the 'New Nation Youth Organization' that David had created.

How did his father know about this group? That was one thing of itself; why was his father so angry? David couldn't understand the current situation.

The ugly face of his father was filled with crumpled wrinkles and it was disgusting. Suppressed revulsion stirred in his stomach. David lowered his head to avoid revealing his humiliation from being struck by the documents and he clenched his teeth.

"I was wrong, father." (David)

He had to apologize unconditionally, no questions asked. David bowed his head with a grave expression, and asked for forgiveness for a mistake that he didn't know about yet.

"Why are you so rash about things." (Duke Ramis)

'Apologizing unconditionally' always worked. The anger in his father's voice lessened. As David slightly lifted his head, his father massaged his temples and let out a long sigh.

David picked up a few more documents from the floor. They contained information about the youth organization that he had made. It had a list of the members in it as well as the rules of the organization.

'What's the problem here?'

David didn't know why his father was angry but if he said he didn't know, he would be scolded more, so he only picked up the documents silently. He gathered them all and placed them on his father's desk, then he stepped back and lowered his head. It was the image of a reflecting son.

"I did not know that the group I made with like-minded friends would cause father so much trouble. It was thoughtless of me." (David)

"Like-minded friends? You mean recruiting people and acting as leader?" (Duke Ramis)

'And what's wrong with that?' (David)

He didn't know why his father was so upset. David had no doubts about his future as successor to his father who would become the future lord of the Duke of Ramis household and rise to rule over many people, standing beside the King and becoming a key figure in discussing important national matters.

David's father always told him to lower his pride and look up from below. But David couldn't understand his father's excessive caution. To David, the people below him were as many as ants. What was the problem in practicing how to lead and manage them in advance?

But David would never let such words come out of his mouth. He wasn't that stupid.

"I tried to make many friends to get along with like you always said."

"David."

The Duke of Ramis sighed. Outwardly, his son apologized but inwardly, he was being disobedient; the Duke was aware of his son being two-faced to some extent. Still, the Duke found solace in the fact that his son was showing an attitude of correction after being scolded.

The Duke wanted his son to see further in the world rather than looking down on the world. His son was only in his middle twenties. He was at a young age where he lacked knowledge and experience.