It was a Monday. Marcus's day was going as usual. He was a low level employee in a factory who attended to the most unpleasant work anyone would have wanted to do in the factory. This was the longest he had been on a job. It was his second week here. He always got fired quickly from all his jobs. This was not because he was not hardworking. The opposite was rather the case. Marcus was one of the most hardworking people in the country. He gets sacked most of the time because of how petty and ragged he looks. The same set of clothes had been worn by him to work for years now. Marcus never used his salary to change his wardrobe. Rather he spent all of his earnings no matter how meager on his wife. This was the reason he was a hard worker. Even though Marcus suffered, both at work and everywhere else, he made sure he tried his best to make his wife happy. Chantelle, his wife was a woman from an averagely well to do family. She had been pampe

It was a sunny afternoon. Marcus had left his house really early in the morning His mind was still in shock because of the address sent to him by his father yesterday. Marcus knew he would clear his doubts when he saw his father. He was just shocked because the place he was going to was we're really influential people lived in Edinburgh. Marcus wondered if something had changed in his father. He knew his father did not like bringing his children to we're he worked. This caused extra confusion for Marcus. Why did he call it home, he wondered. The day was already sunny when Marcus got to the neighborhood. He kept looking like a lost puppy on the sidewalks of the houses he passed. It would be really shocking if his father got a job in any of these houses, he thought. He could see buildings he only saw on the television all around him. Everything in the area radiated wealth. Of stinkingly rich people. Marcus finally got to the address his fath

Ben thought Juliet must have been joking. His face told a lot of stories. He did not want to believe what he heard. He couldn't. How could a man looking like this be related to the Krafth's. Ben thought about it again. He realized he had not heard a reply from Juliet. She just stood in front of the beggar worth her back to him. Ben waited for her to talk before he pounced on Marcus. Marcus moved in to hug his sister, after all it had been for, he saw her. Huncho, seeing this rushed in. His head was pumping with all the anger he could muster at the moment. How dare this beggar have any thoughts on his young miss, he thought. He promised himself to teach him a lesson today. Huncho moved as fast as he could. In fact, he believed he moved faster than he had ever done. He had to beat up this man that dared touch Miss Juliet. He did not want to listen his job. Huncho liked the lifestyle that came with being the security man of the Krafth famil

A lot of things had been going through Marcus's mind. His life that was about to change, how to prove to others that he was not a lazy person and also how to take revenge on others that bullied him. “Juliet,” Marcus called. “Yes, brother.” “I think, I want you to hide me from the world.” Marcus said after thinking for some while. “What! What do you mean brother?” Juliet was stunned. Any random person that they were worth, personally, over a trillion dollars, would be so happy to let the world know. In fact, they would even flaunt and show off not only themselves but their money also. Marcus laughed. “I don't mean it like that. I want you to hide it from the world that the company's heir is back.” Juliet looked at her brother once again. How did her usual brother get this thoughtful and smart, she wondered. Juliet could not disagree with this idea. It had more advantages over disadvantages. Not only for the company , but also for Marcus. The

“A man's knee is made of gold, he must not kneel for just anybody”. Marcus suddenly remembered one of his father's favourite quotes. Marcus lay on his side on the floor after he was pushed to the floor. His eyes were spitting fire. He looked up into the eyes of Mr Luiz. Mr Luiz shivered slightly. He always felt something was different about Marcus, today the feeling became more real. Marcus stood up. He turned to the back at his assailants. He noted their faces. They were two of his staunch haters in the factory. Marcus started laughing, loudly. He kept laughing for a while, which made everyone at the scene wonder if something had happened to him because of all the bullying he faced. “Was he running mad,” Mr Luiz wondered. “You, you want me to kneel to you and apologize,” Marcus said. “I have not done anything wrong to you or to anybody in this factory. I was even beaten just the other day over a project I submitted that you and your friends are pl