2203 Side Story: Fantasy Journey
Barry deliberately moved slowly as he poured tea and set out the snacks for Luke.
That was what Luke and Barry had agreed on in the car.
He wasnât deliberately messing around with Barry; this was to highlight Baleâs money-making abilities.
Donât think that they didnât have to play it cool just because the prison guards were police officers.
Putting wages aside, whether or not the prison guards worked in a good environment depended on what profits they could make.
So, Luke had Barry act as an attendant.
The guard captain didnât even dare fart. He quietly took a few steps back. There was no hatred or jealousy in his eyes at all, only admiration â this was the true definition of the elite rich!
The tea set was pure white with gold embellishments, and looked extraordinary.
After the orange tea was poured out, the rich tea fragrance made the captain feel that he too had become more elegant, and he subconsciously took a deep breath.
He subconsciously looked at the Italian coffee machine against the wall on the other side, and felt that the coffee no longer smelled good.
Also, the snacks on the three-tiered tea stand hadnât crumbled at all. They were as exquisite and beautiful as ever.
Based on this attitude, Mr. Bale probably had some British aristocratic blood in him, right?
Hm⊠it was just that the attendant was a little shabby.
Putting aside the tuxedo and white gloves, he wasnât even wearing a suit; he was just wearing a clean and tidy uniform.
Still, the captain loved the rich, but he didnât hate the poor.
After all, it was just that Barryâs clothes werenât classy enough; they still couldnât be bought off a rack, and were still a little more upscale than what the captain usually wore.
But that was just a small shortcoming. The real point was still Luke.
In the captainâs eyes, Luke was no different from what Master Wayne had looked like in Barryâs eyes earlier â it was the same bright golden light and the âding dingâ sound of money.
Luke unhurriedly stirred the black tea, took a sip, and ate a pastry.
He ate like a gentleman.
Five minutes later, he finished his pastry unhurriedly and crooked a finger.
The guard captain, who had almost retreated to a corner, heaved a sigh of relief and stepped forward carefully. âMr. Bale⊠How can I help you?â
Luke nodded. âThis reception room is pretty good. You pass.â
The captain was immediately relieved again. Thank god, he had finally taken care of this rich man!
The prison hadnât spent a single cent on this so-called private reception room. It was all thanks to Lukeâs donation that this sudden refurbishment could be carried out.
But Luke had also said that depending on how well the prison fulfilled its âduty,â he would donate up to two million dollars to improve the prison guardsâ living quarters.
Luke had deliberately mentioned this in front of the ordinary prison guards.
If anyone tried to sabotage this good thing which could impact the quality of everyoneâs daily life, it would be bad luck for the guard captain.
After all, this wasnât targeting a single person, but harming the interests of all the prison guards.
Of course, that wasnât Lukeâs only request. During the refurbishment of the room, he had tested the prison guardsâ obedience.
He had gotten the interior design team to deliberately pick a fight, and the prison guards had resolved the matter tactfully and peacefully.
However, the prison guards were still worried that this rich man would be unhappy and withdraw his investment.
Refurbishing this reception room alone had cost more than 200,000 dollars â how much better could a pledge of two million dollars do?
No matter what, it would be better than their old pigpen-like digs!
The warden should be the one to receive such a huge benefit, but Luke didnât want to waste time with someone who had to maintain some dignity as a higher-up, so he had chosen an experienced guard captain as the mouthpiece.
Before both sides met, there was room for negotiation, and Luke didnât have to waste his breath.
Ignoring the captainâs expression, Luke finally got down to business. âHow has Mr. Henry Allen been in the last few days?â
The captain had a reassuring look on his face. âAfter your last inspection, we immediately processed the upgrade for Mr. Allen and found a psychiatrist to calm him down. Heâs currently in a stable mood.â
Luke said, âThen invite him over.â
The guard captain immediately walked out of the reception room and had his men carry out the order.
A few minutes later, Henry Allen entered the reception room.
The captain wasnât going to follow him in, but Luke waved at him. âCome in. We should still follow the rules.â
Even if he and the guard captain were different, it wouldnât be good if the father and son misunderstood this as a âpower transaction.â
Since the big patron had spoken, the captain didnât hesitate. As soon as he entered, he automatically retreated to a corner and pretended to be invisible.
On the other side, Barryâs meeting with his father didnât devolve into tears.
Henry didnât seem too concerned about his own future, but he was very excited about Barryâs contract as an external consultant. âIs this real?â
Barry nodded vigorously.
Henry said, âThis is a proper job, right?â
Barry: âI guarantee itâs aboveboard.â
A relieved smile appeared on Henryâs face. He slowly sank into a chair and murmured, âThatâs good. Thatâs great. You can finally live a normal life.â
The âinvisibleâ guard captain didnât react to this scene. Why would someone with too many emotions be a prison guard?
Luke, on the other hand, was a little touched.
It wasnât just because of the father and sonâs interactions, but also because Henry was a neutral yellow in the system panel.
Clearly, Henry hadnât killed Barryâs mother, whether it was by his or someone elseâs hand.
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Even then, Henry hadnât turned into a bad person after being imprisoned for more than ten years. Instead, he was afraid of holding his son back.
Barry had always wanted to clear his fatherâs name.
Luke was touched by this family bond.
However, he quickly calmed down.
Since he had personally confirmed that Henry wasnât a bad person, he had to rescue him aboveboard.
He didnât disturb the father and son.
Staying on the other side of the reception room, Luke took out his phone to look up information on Henryâs wifeâs murder.
An hour later, after Henry personally thanked Luke, he was politely escorted back to the prisonâs âfirst-class cell.â
Both Barry and his father didnât have any misgivings about this.
That was how it worked.
As long as you had money, you could be upgraded to a separate room or even a suite.
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Some private prisons even provided services at the level of a rated hotel, and it was completely legal to charge a fee according to the level.
As long as you had enough money, your days in prison wouldnât be as painful as you might have imagined. You suffered only because you didnât have money, or not enough of it.
The captain followed them out of the prison.
Different from before, his attitude toward Barry was clearly friendlier, and he was even more respectful toward Luke.