The small box was a pitch-black, old-looking cracked wooden box that looked cheap. Had Simon given that gift in front of all the guests at the birthday celebration, it would have been a huge embarrassment to the Katherine family. That’s why Mrs. Katherine refused the gift.Simon was silent when Mrs. Katherine rejected the gift he was about to present. Simon felt so embarrassed that he had to put his head down as he held his gift in his hands.“Keep the gift. What kind of gift can a poor man like yourself give me?” Mrs. Katherine looked at Simon with disgust.“I’ll only accept that gift of yours if it’s expensive, but obviously, it isn’t. If it isn’t as expensive as Kev’s gift, hold it and don’t embarrass me and the Katherine family, you poor idiot.” Mrs. Katherine’s perfectly doe-like eyes gleamed as she spat out her harsh words at him.“Hahaha!” Everyone present at the event burst into a serious fit of laughter after Mrs. Katherine spoke.Simon was annoyed and furious at all their wo

“So, what do you have to say in support of your client, the plaintiff, Mr. Henderson?” the judge inquired.Henderson came forward with steady footsteps and said, “My lord, my client was out that night, chilling with his friends. As you know, youthful exuberance can lead to unfortunate situations. His friends laced his non-alcoholic cocktail with alcohol because they wanted him to be drunk, just like they were.My client, unaware of this, continued to drive himself home. As he was on his way, he started to feel lightheaded and saw things in twos. He realized this and was about to park his car and order an Uber just before the unfortunate incident occurred, my lord. As my client is a law-abiding citizen, he decided to report himself to the police the next morning, once he was clear-headed.”The judge nodded solemnly and asked, “Mr. Simon, do you plead guilty or innocent?”Simon answered in a low, shaky voice, “I plead guilty, my lord.”After hearing from the defendant's lawyer and the c

In just 15 minutes, Simon arrived at a modest apartment building. He quickly scanned the directory for Apartment 45 and found it. By the time he reached the door, he was panting heavily.He knocked twice. A gentle voice called from inside, “Who’s there?”“It’s Simon,” he hurriedly answered.A svelte, light-skinned woman opened the door and asked, “Simon from where?”Simon scanned the nurse and said, “I’m Mrs. Helen’s son. Is my mother with you?”The nurse’s facial expression shifted instantly as she processed his words. “So, you’re the son who abandoned his terminally ill mother for six months,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “Do you even know what your mother went through? She couldn’t access a kidney transplant or surgery and had to survive on drugs that I managed to obtain with my meager salary. These drugs only alleviated her pain, not her illness.”She continued, her voice growing more bitter, “Do you have any idea of the sleepless nights she endured? The emotional pa

"Please come soon so you can apprehend this criminal," Ash urged into the phone.The police officer on the other end of the line responded with "Thank you for the tip, ma'am. We'll be there shortly." In less than two minutes, the police arrived. The lead officer scanned the room, his voice clear and firm as he asked, "Who's the one who filed a report against a thief here?"All eyes gravitated toward Ash. She stepped forward, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. "I'm the one, Inspector," she declared. She shot a withering glance at Simon."This man," Ash continued, pointing accusingly at Simon, "came into this mall and splurged $500,000 on some flimsy dresses in this boutique." The shopkeeper stepped forward, "Ma'am, with all due respect, we don't sell flimsy dresses here.""Whatever," she snapped. "The point is, Inspector, he spent all that money using the black card in his hand. I know this guy—he's broke. And as you can see, he doesn’t exactly look like someone who could afford

In the news on the internet, the Eastery family was a scene of chaos. They all tried to hide their faces, shouting at the top of their lungs that they didn’t evade any taxes, that they were lawful citizens.But amidst the chaos, Liam’s father collapsed and was rushed to the hospital. The best thing that made Simon smile about the whole shenanigans was when Liam’s face appeared on screen with streaks of tears, his bloodshot, tired eyes, and his rough, unshaven beard. He looked like someone who belonged in a psychiatric ward.Simon couldn’t help but smirk. This was just the starting point.The satisfaction he felt ran deep—Liam and Ash could never repay him for what they had done to him. No matter what happened, they would always owe him. As he scrolled through more articles, the news only got better. The Eastery family's share prices were plummeting, bankruptcy loomed, and investors were fleeing. The authorities had begun investigating their illegal activities. It was the kind of downf