You were living hidden on the mountain in a good old cabin with a garden, well-hidden in the middle of the forest. Somehow, to your unknown, people are still able to find you (by satellites, of course, because they are a rich enterprise). And they came to you because of your incredible past deeds to their CEO (The Sicarius Grand Marshal grandfather who is the CEO of the gigantic enterprise which were manipulate the economy on many different fields universally which were all kind you can name and can't name) in debt to you for saving his life from the threatening situation 65 years ago when he was young. He wanted to repay you, but you knocked him out and sent him to the safe hands of the hospital (with the teleportation talisman that teleported him to the emergency bay). It took him 64 years to find you, and now he is 85 years old. Though old and sick in the hospital, he was persistent as he had finally found your location through his enterprise personal satellites.

However...

Three luxury cars and two vans pull up at the hunter cabin that lies in the middle of the forest.

The vans opened its door and stormed out the servants as they got to lay the red carpets for the three cars driver to set their feet down on the carpets, the other one are the body guards who is hiddenly armed, sharp and on guard to the environment.

Lionel: Why the hell did that old coot want us to go to this shitty place to retrieve a lowly, I mean, look at this place. Worse than the countryside. The mature boy got out of his black S800 Mercedes-Benz car, who looks like just turned 18, looks at the cabin, and nudges the fence lightly with his feet then ordered the servant to use a cloth to wipe his luxurious shoe.

Kaylee: Just do what the testament said, unless you want no part in Grandfather's assets sharing as his heir. The older sister got out of her personal latest model of BMW. She looks at the younger brother and scoffed, though entertained by her younger brother tantrum, wait for him to make a mistake. Then she looks at the cabin with a silent, disgusted look but then hides it with a relaxed smile.

Lionel: Shut up, you are no good also. Who are you to judge me? He retorted.

Kaylee: Unlike you, playboy brat who always brings bad fame to the Marshal, I am actually a head director of the hospital branches of the family.

Lionel: So what you bit...

???: A gruff heavy voice speak up. So you two be quiet at this instant.

Get out of the car along with his wife from the pure white latest model of Roll Royce is a rough and tough looking man who looks like a seasoned knowledgeable on the economic war against the other gigantic enterprise. The vice CEO of the Grand Marshal enterprise, Wilson Grand Marshal, along with his wife Flora Grand Marshal, step on the red carpet all high and mighty. They look at the old cabin with a bit of disappointment look on their faces.

Wilson: I was hoping for a grand view, a disappointment from my expectation in all honesty. Still, it's my father savior... We had a request to retrieve this person back at all cost. He seems a bit hesitant.

Flora: Got a bit irritated since she has just got out of the car and already being bothered by the bugs. Get the butler to do the job quick dear, this place is reek of animal poop. She whines with her husband about her discomfort with the environment.

Lionel signal his servant, a young female butler in his servant roster who is the same age as his to go forward and knock on the door.

Olivia: Knock politely three times with ethic. Excuse me, is there anyone home?