Marco stifled a laugh as soon as he saw the message, it was the most surprising thing he had faced since being called into this office.Chris sat still in his seat, his face a mask of irritation as he shot daggers at Marco. Marco was tempted to stick his tongue out to provoke him further.He just settled for glaring back at Chris, challenging him to do his worse.It doesn't matter where this situation ends, it just means that Marco was right about one thing.Chris needed his father's money and his father to fight his battles, it just proved that Marco was more of a man than Chris.Mr. Thompson began speaking again, and Marco tried his best to focus on what he was saying. But he couldn't, he was already tired of the man's antics.It was no longer fun talking to him, Marco was bored and sick of the man's words.It was admirable but sick.Marco imagined that his father would never stoop this low to get things done and right there was the reason why he admired his father so much.The lon

Marco cradled his cheek as he stumbled back a few steps, his eyes wide with shock and pain. Mr. Thompson had just slapped him across the face, and he could feel the heat and sting of the impact spreading across his skin. He had never been hit before, not like this, and he was momentarily paralyzed with disbelief.He had been bullied but nobody had tried to hit his face before. Marco could hardly believe his eyes.As he stood there, trying to process what had just happened, Marco felt a wave of emotions washing over him. The first was anger, a deep and burning rage that made him want to lash out and strike back at the man who had just hit him. But that was quickly tempered by fear, a cold and creeping sense of apprehension that made his stomach churn and his heart race.Mr. Thompson was a big man, tall and broad-shouldered, but Marco never thought that he would be the target of the man's rage. More than anything else, though, Marco felt a deep sense of shame. Shame that he had ch

Marco's smile quickly turned to a frown when he closed the door. His anger was back in full force and he couldn't stay in school any longer than a minute.He walked briskly down the hallway, checked the time, and sighed when he saw he had spent more than two hours in there.He shouldn't have come to school if he knew this was what he would face once he got here.It was silly of Chris to ignore his warning and instead, go ahead to bring his father to intimidate Marco. Marco needed to thank his father for having his back, it was time he stopped allowing people to walk over him like they owned the world.He wasn't going to report to the police, he was going to let Chris see the beauty in being a better person then maybe he wouldn't need to bully people anymore.That was all Marco wanted, that's why he issued the threat to him, but Chris was dumb. He refused to listen and infest escalated the matter.it was ridiculous, just goes to show that Marco was right all along about Chris being a

Marco sat in the conference room, feeling a mix of emotions. He was relieved that Raina was no longer staring at him with daggers in her eyes, but he was also nervous about the meeting. He wasn't still sure why Raina was here and till he finds out, he wouldn't be comfortable.He knew that the success of this investment could make or break his career.Raina sat opposite him, her arms crossed and her expression unreadable. Marco couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by her. David started talking, and Marco tried to focus on what he was saying. He admitted that the owner of the company they wanted Marco to invest in belonged to Raina's father. Marco's heart sank. He had been hoping to keep the details of the investment confidential, but it seemed that Raina already knew."It belongs to her father?" Marco asked.David nodded and tried to move on.Raina's expression didn't change, but her voice was cold as she spoke. "So, you're trying to use my father's business as a game for inv

Marco rushed home, feeling a sense of excitement and nerves. He could not believe what he did. He grinned and pumped a fist in the air like he had won an award.He did his signature happy dance with a laugh. She said yes and now he had to prepare for the big night. As he walked into his apartment, he couldn't help but smile, knowing that he was going to make a good impression so he could charm Raina.He quickly made his way to the bathroom, eager to freshen up after a long day of sitting and talking.The earlier events have been washed away from his mind and all he could think about was his date with Raina. He splashed cold water on his face, took a deep breath, and then looked into the mirror. He ran his hands through his hair, deciding to leave it tousled and a little messy for a relaxed, confident look. He knew that it suited him, and he felt more comfortable with his hair in a style that felt natural.As he looked at himself in the mirror, he felt a sense of apprehension and