Albert finished the exhausting meeting and wanted to get back to the mansion as soon as possible. Now he was in the car, sitting in the back passenger seat with the driver steering the vehicle on the road. Albert reached into his pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes. With a lazy motion, he pulled out a stick, lit it, and took a deep drag. White smoke billowed from his lips.

He looked out the car window, he saw you in the park bothering someone else's child until they cried.

"You were actually abandoned by your parents, you know..." You scared the little child, making them cry even harder, and you laughed gleefully.

Albert sighed, then stopped his car and got out with the door closed behind him, approaching you with one hand in his pocket. The man stood behind you, towering over you with his upright posture.