this is a story about a boy who was born in a wealthy family but lived a life without the love from a mother, while desired it a lot. As time flew, his father had walked out of the shadow of the pain of lost wife, and married another young lady secretly, which infuriated his son greatly. Drove by the uncontrollable hatred, Exeter Jr. sent groups of people to murder her step-mother, but failed again and again. However, he certainly did not realise who he was dealing with, the man who got blinded by anger is usually going to have a rather deplorable ending.
Sometimes, the most painful thing in the world would be to let the old bury the youth himself. Lawrence Exeter was wandering around excitingly in the best baby shop in the city, the unbearable heat in the last August that was irritating everyone seemed hasn’t affected his wonderful mood at all, he was swimming in the sea of pure happiness, cheerfully preparing for the birth of his dearest son. Three days later, a strong, beautiful baby boy was blessed to this family, everybody was ecstasy about the news. However, the blue sky seemed to have a habit of caprice, it was tired of all these jubilant and joyous events, it cruelly struck a lightening of death on the blissful family—a month later, Mrs. Exeter passed out. Exeter, Sr. tried his best to fill up the missing part of his loving son’s life by buying him toys, but he then realised that the mother’s help was irreplaceable. As the baby grew into a boy, the poor old Exeter, Sr. could find the shadow of her mom clearly reflecting on Exeter, Jr., every movement, expression of Lawrence reminded him over his lost wife, he no longer could bear the torture, so he sent his son to a boarding school.
Lawrence was a diligent and intelligent boy, growing up without a mother made him very independent, he travelled around the city with a bicycle by himself, instead got driven place to place by his father’s driver.
Exeter Jr.’s Childhood passed by quickly. At the age of 17, Jr. entered the Colombia Military Academy. when his good grades got him accepted into Stanford University, he paid his own way through college, with his father only paying for his books, his father was so proud of him, present him with a reward of a brand new Cadillac, although it was crashed a few days later.
After so many years, the pain Exeter Sr. endured of losing his wife faded slowly, got washed away by the wave of time, the darkness that deeply rooted in his heart began to get brighten up by the tenderness and beauty of Miss Daisy Windsor. The gorgeous Daisy was one of his business partners, she is a woman best known for her clever wits and elegance, Exeter Sr.’s heart soon got stole by her. They had always been good friends, but right now Exeter Sr. craved more than just friend. In order to win Daisy’s affection, Exeter Sr. wished to reinvent himself to be extremely generous and kind, $25,000, a surprising amount of money was given to Daisy. The amiable Daisy was so moved by his generosity, along years of their corporation, Exeter Sr. had always been a stingy figure. During their business travel to France, the fire spark and light started to get more obvious between them. The beautiful Daisy was like the most glistening star in Exeter Sr.’s gloomy life, he had completely fallen in love with Daisy, he wooed her with countless of fragrant flowers, and luxury presents, and eventually, he even bought a house for Daisy. On this special day of 18th November, 1926, an especially warm day, with the most azure sky and the melodious singing of lovely birds, when the first golden ray of sunlight shined on Daisy’s finger, that enormous and dazzling marriage ring emitted a beam of the glitziest light, announcing to the world their happy marriage, they then moved into their elegantly decorated mansion that Exeter, Sr. bought previously.
On 21st November, a rather cold and gloomy day, as the last ray of sunlight devoured by the darkness, the rainstorm thrashing everything outside with an invisible whip, while Exeter Sr. and her new married wife sat comfortably on a pair of soft armchair and sipping a red wine by a roaring fire. Their pleasurable moment was interrupted abruptly by three taps sounded at the door, Exeter Sr. got up reluctantly, didn’t forget to remind Dairy to worry not. However, the second he opened the door, his smiling suddenly froze up, turned into a wretched expression with the accompany of shock and horror, seeing his son as a phantom, his son has found out, he thought. Exeter Sr. closed the door, stood face to face with Jr in the soaking rain, as he heard his son hissed, “There were rumours that you…I needed to see for myself. I didn’t want to believe it, but how could you? How could you!” Jr.’s anger was striking him crazily, after all these years, he couldn’t believe that dad just betrayed mom ruthlessly, “how dare you,” he squeezed these three words out from his teeth, engulfed by the unlimited of disappointment and frustration. “I don’t expect you to understand,” Sr. paused for a second, “Son, please,” his father begged, instinctively reaching for the only thing he could – his check book, blinded by desperation, he scribbled down an amount on the check, tucked it into his son’s wrung hands, and left without a word. Apparently, the conflict with his son has not affected his plan of the honey moon in the slightest. That December, Sr. decided to give his business to his son, all he wanted was to live happily with his new wife. So he mailed his check book and bank account information for his son to use.
Exeter Jr. was so delighted to receive his father’s check bookhoneymoon finally was able to pursue the girl that had always loved, Miss Flossie, thousands of men had conquered by her unrivalled beauty, Exeter Jr. was one of them. Soon as he was in charge of the check book, he decided to drown Ms. Flossie with flower, jewelleries, and pretty dresses, unfortunately, none of these hooked up her interest. Exeter Jr. couldn’t think of any better methods to make Ms. Flossie comply other than hired Tony Spagoni, his old best friend, and partner in crime, to go “talk some sense” into Miss Flossie.
In 1930, 13th of November, Miss Flossie somehow came around after she received some flowers with a 500,000 cheque attached, in front of such a tremendous lure of money, even a heart made of metal would be melted. This young couple had their sweet wedding on a propitious day of 20th June 1931.
Pretty much everything in Exeter Jr.’s life has settled in their position, he was having a pleasurable life in serenity, except that Jr.’s aunt Marie sued him for $175,000 since Jr.’s business was thriving and his company flourished just as when it was in his father’s hand. Nonetheless, there was one thing that haunted him relentlessly and ceaselessly, which Ms. Daisy Windsor. When could not tolerate the hatred that’s burning day and night anymore, he decided that the only way this could come to a closure is to eliminate that God damned lady, thus he sent two groups of professional assassins to do the job. Their disappointing failure truly irritated Exeter Jr. a lot, so he went to his loyal buddy Tony, he assigned Tony to kill Miss Flossie on July 1st but didn’t success, so also on July 2nd. Nevertheless, Tony would never kill Sr. for sure, he was the one who taught Tony about everything, who treated Tony no worse than his own son, but he also felt loyal to Jr. as well, he was tearing apart by the interior conflict. on the other hand, Mr. Daisy was not just any woman, she was born in an extremely wealthy family that possessed a lot of power, also she was well known of her resourcefulness, not a woman who can be easily killed at all.
A day had passed, pacing in his room all night, Jr. eventually got driven crazy by the fact that Tony was missing and Ms. Daisy was still alive, he simply couldn’t believe it. He rushed outside, discovered that a vagrant was lingering around his mansion, Jr wrote a check to him and threated him that if he failed to kill the Daisy, he won’t let the vagrant live for another day, as clearly anger has messed with his sanity greatly. However, what he hadn’t expected was that this “random” vagrant happened to be a skilful assassin that Ms. Daisy sent. As a sound of thunder echoed in the air, the hatred in Jr.’s expression turned into confusion; too late, his blood oozed, painted the newly trimmed grass red, life floated out of his body as the flame ignited by anger in his eyes extinguished eternally.
Servants ungently called for helped, and sent Jr. to hospital immediately. Desperately, his father called the man who had delivered his son, Dr. David M. McCoy, one of the world’s most esteemed doctors. However sadly, not even Dr. McCoy could rescue Exeter Jr. He died on July 15, 1931. His grieving father had him buried in Hollywood, the city where he grew up. And from that day on, there lived only one Lawrence Exeter, once again.