He stood in front of them, holding a cigar in one hand, "I swear, I'm going to make something of myself, I'm going to be someone remarkable, that's my ideal!"
Disappointment flickered in Bonny's eyes, "Even if... you have to hurt others?"
Carl took a deep breath, pointing at Bonny with the hand holding the cigar, "Even if I have to hurt others!"
"Come on, Bonny, we've suffered so much, been hurt by so many, who has ever pitied us?"
"We don't owe this world anything, it owes us!"
There was a certain coldness in his eyes. He always thought Bonny was foolish. Obviously, they could earn more money, obviously, they could have higher status, obviously, they could achieve many things.
But because of his ideas, his bottom line, they were always so passive!
That was Bonny's ideal, not his, not anyone else's.
He also understood now, that he had been overshadowed by Bonny's charisma, unable to see the future, because it wasn't his future, nor his ideal.
