Ellis was beyond shocked when Emily’s hand smacked him on the face. The slap echoed in the hall and immediately, a red handprint showed on his face.“Em…Emily. W.why…”“Keep my name out of your filthy mouth.” She slapped him harder and he fell to the ground.Someone stood by the corner, recording the humiliating moment.“How dare you come here and cause a scene on the day of my engagement?” Emily said as she moved a step closer to kick him, but Jordan held her back.It’s not like Jordan wanted to save Ellis from her wrath, but he saw the person that was taking a video of them and he didn’t want their reputation to be tarnished. He would deal with the trash later when there was no one around to witness it.Ellis stood up with a hand holding his hurting cheek. He couldn’t believe that Emily just slapped him like that. Was she pretending because there were people around? He still refused to believe that she was doing this with a clear mind. She’s the love of his life.“Let’s take this so

In the opulent halls of the Royale estate, Mr Cyrus gathered the staff and conveyed with unwavering authority, "Henceforth, Mr. Ellis shall be addressed as 'Young Master.' Let no familiarity breach the walls of formality. Take his words as you take mine because he will inherit all I own." His words echoed through the servant corridors, sealing Ellis's new status with an air of aristocratic reverence.As Ellis explored the mansion, he marveled at the grandeur that awaited him. The door to his new room opened into a vast expanse of luxury, where modern amenities seamlessly blended with timeless elegance. The room was adorned with regal furnishings, silk drapes cascading from ceiling to floor, and a chandelier that glittered like a thousand stars because each bulb was covered with a diamond case.The centerpiece of the room was an expansive bed, adorned with the finest linens. A plush sitting area boasted views of the mansion's sprawling grounds, and a mahogany desk for work purposes. St

“Make sure their faces, names and ID are printed and distributed to every store in the building.” Ellis instructed the manager of the store who was nodding vigorously.Emily and Jordan still stood in one place, watching the whole scene unfold. They knew Ellis as wretched and poor, how could he have a black card and spend so much money right in front of them? They were still gawking when four security staff came to disrupt the shock that sent them reeling, by grabbing their arms. "Don't touch me! Do you know who my father is? I will sue for harassment and assault." Emily protested and wiggled under the hold of the two security staff that held onto each of her arms. "You heard the Young master. You have to be thrown out of this place right away. He owns the building now so he can do what he wants and he wants you both out of his property. He can sue you for trespassing as well." one of the security staff said. "I cannot believe that an imposter can come here and begin to tell you gu

Ellis wasn’t used to being the centre of his attention in school unless it was for something negative. So it was weird for him to see people gawking at him, whispering about his new clothes and shoes and staring in awe as they discreetly tried to take pictures of his outfit. But he didn’t show that he was feeling a bit anxious, he just walked down the halls with his head held high. When he opened the class door, he didn’t immediately step inside, just in case they tried to pull the same prank on him as last time where there was a bucket of smelly water waiting at the top of the door to drench him.Nothing fell from the top of the door so he walked in with more confidence. The bullying would stop now that they knew he wasn’t just a poor student anymore. Jordan was in class with a frown on his face as he saw Ellis walking inside. Enily was also in the class seated beside Jordan, but she was looking at Ellis with longing. Just his shirt was more expensive that everything in her wardrobe.

Jordan was furious as he returned to his room that evening. His father had just given him a tough choice. He was literally caught between a rock and a hard place. He had to either apologise to Ellis, or risk losing his inheritance. How could he possibly stoop so low to apologise? He had never had to apologise for anything in his whole life because of his rich status. People apologise to him instead even when he was wrong. But if he didn’t apologise, he would be forced to become poor and his social and rich status would mean nothing. “AARGH!” He yelled as he tossed all the items on his bedside drawer to the ground, There was a clattering sound, and a glass bottle even broke but he still wasn’t satisfied. He wanted to cause more damage. He focused his anger on his bed next, ripping the sheets to shreds and destroying all the pillows. He broke his chairs and tore any book he could find out of anger. Then he left the house and drove around recklessly till he ended up at a bar and drank h