After being beaten to a pulp, Caspian could only drag his miserable self to secretly take the cleaning tools from the canteen.He couldn't walk well and kept on limping to and fro like a handicap. After successfully parking out every single bit of dirt from the floor, he headed over to return the tools.He knew he could not go back to work like that. The cruel head chef will take the opportunity and fulfill her long-desired wish—to fire him.So he was quick to make a call to her. The phone rang several times before it was finally answered. Then came her annoyed voice. “Caspian, why can't you just give me peace for a moment? Why won't you stop calling?” She yelled.Caspian had to take the phone some distance away from his ears, as he thought her shouting would end up being detrimental to his hearing. He gulped and replied with a painful cry.“So sorry, Mrs. Hartford, I'm unable to return to the canteen today because I got attacked by a bunch of burly guys on the way.”Mrs. Hartford,

Caspian groaned and stood up from the ground. His legs hurt him badly and he was unable to stand properly on both feet as he continued what he was doing, ignoring Clayton's words.Mrs. Hartford got enraged at Caspian's attitude. Walking up to him as fast as her heels could carry her, she pulled his shirt from behind and landed him a slap on the face.“How much more shameless Could you be?” She yelled looking furious.“How dare you ignore your new Boss? Do they not teach you respect from the slump you were brought up in?”:She questioned, slapping him again on his other cheeks.Caspian felt his eyeballs roll. The hit wasn't something he had anticipated.“Mrs. Hartford if only you could stop being mean for a moment. I'm not feeling well today, I'm quiet just to save myself some energy”Caspian deadpanned. He made to move away from the stunned head chef. However, she grapes his shirt and glares furiously at him.“Do you mean replying to us is exhausting your strength?How dare a lowlife b

Isaacson turned to Clayton with his brows raised in question, and he asked, “Son, does this have anything to do with this dumb brain?” Clayton did not for once hesitate to say what he had in mind. He hated his terrible state and couldn't wait to punish Caspian for what he had done. “No, Mr. Hartford, he did not. I unexpectedly fell down the stairs in the corridor. That got me these bruises. But it's fine; it won't take time before it'll heal,” Clayton replied. Isaacson nodded, and he sighed. “I'm truly sorry you have to encounter that at your canteen; I'll make sure the stairs are renovated. Rest assured, it won't happen again.” Isaacson said, and Clayton could only nod as he glowered with a grimace at Caspian. Caspian jubilated in his heart. His excitement could not even be hidden behind his expressionless face. “I feel sorry for him.” Caspian muttered; he continued to clean up the place and did not mind their emotional bantering. Finishing up his assigned cleaning duties, C

Manager Bello led Caspian to a private room, where he began to explain the situation. “Mr. Grey Hastings, it seems that a large sum of money has been deposited into your account from an untraceable source. Our system automatically froze the account pending further investigation.”Caspian nodded, intrigued. “I see. And what does this mean for me?”Manager Bello smiled. “Well, Mr. Grey Hastings, it means that you now have a substantial amount of wealth at your disposal. We'll need to discuss investment options and…”Caspian interrupted, a sly grin spreading across his face. “I think I'll manage, thank you. Just unfreeze the account and give me access.”Manager Bello raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Very well, Mr. Grey Hastings. But please, be cautious. Your new financial status may attract unwanted attention.”Caspian chuckled, a cold glint in his eye. “I can handle myself, Manager Bello. Don't worry about me.”With that, the account was unfrozen, and Caspian left the bank with a spring i

Caspian clasped his palms together, and his eyes blazed with vengeance.He couldn't wait to complete this mission and expose Isaacson, while at the same time leveling up and earning more income.Caspian turned and stared at Susan. He walked up to her and pulled her from her shoulder. Staring deep into her gray orbs, Caspian asked:“Do you want to get justice for yourself? I can help you out.”Susan quivered immediately. She sat back on the rock and cowered, tears streaming as she looked at the ground while shaking her head.“No… no! I'm not interested in doing that; I'm going to fail if I do, and no one will believe me if I say anything bad against Mr. Isaacson.”She mumbled. Caspian strode to her, bent to her sitting height, and placed his hands against the tree.“It's okay; do not cry anymore.”He said this to her and wiped her tears away. Caspian couldn't hide how sympathetic he felt towards her situation.“Look here, Miss. I know you don't want to do this, and I know you are silly