As soon as these words were spoken, all the men in the crowd suddenly dashed after Benjamin, taking him down with brutal punches and kicks. This gave Alexa time to help Andrew up, and they watched with delight as Benjamin was being beaten to a bloody pulp. Minutes later, Benjamin was subdued, tied up by a rope like the lunatic he was being made out to be. These other students definitely wouldn't miss out on a golden opportunity to earn easy $5,000. Therefore, they felt no remorse for Benjamin's pitiful state. He was left struggling in futility to break free.
Andrew, who was rubbing his bruised shoulder from the attack he endured, glared down hatefully at Benjamin who was now bound tightly on the ground. “Who do you think you are? You actually dared to lay your disgusting hands on me?!” He roared out at Benjamin with fury, before rushing over to stomp on Benjamin's chest. “Why don't you get up and fight me, you piece of garbage?! You can't, huh?! You think you're so strong, huh?! Why don't you break free?!” He let out his frustration as he ruthlessly stomped on Benjamin's chest. That was when a voice reached everyone. “What is going on here?!” Everyone turned their attention to find a sharp looking middle-aged man walking towards them with a deep frown. “Oh, shit! It's the director, James Thorpe.” Someone from the crowd whispered to the others. Director Thorpe got to the scene and shook his head disapprovingly. “Tell me what is going on right now.” He turned to face the student he caught stomping on Benjamin. “What gave you the right to….” He suddenly halted his words as he now recognized who this is. “Excuse me but are you Andrew Tyrone ?” His voice had gone from domineering to suddenly being a lot softer. Andrew smirked at the question and he knew that this director would definitely go easy on him. He nodded his head. “Yes, Sir.” He extended a hand, initiating a handshake that the director quickly took. “Please, punish this intruder. I was with my woman when this shameless student broke into her dorm.” “Yes, Director Thorpe!” Alexa quickly put a distressed demeanour. “That guy has been obsessed with me for years now, and I've always tried to let him down nicely. In fact, he's been stalking me for a while now. It's just that I never expected he would break into my dorm while my roommate was away. Luckily, Andrew was here with me.” Benjamin heard the twisted narration Andrew and Alexa had made up and his body froze. He could see the demeanour changing within the director, and he was sharp enough to deduce that this authority figure won't judge this situation in a just manner. Once the handshake ended, Director Thorpe turned to Benjamin, looking down at him with a disappointed glare. “What's your name, boy?” Benjamin felt a shiver run down his spine at the tone the director asked that question, but he knew he needed to answer. “My name is Benjamin Knox.” The director raised an eyebrow. “Oh, it's you? The cleaner's grandson? ” He sighed and shook his head. “I have to say, I'm quite disappointed in you. I didn't know you had such a revolting side to you.” He looked away from him arrogantly, with no intention of setting him loose from the rope trapping him. “Sir, it's not like what they said!” Benjamin felt the need to speak up for himself because he knew no one else here would. “It was actually….” “Enough, Mr. Knox. Do you have any idea how many rules you broke?” Director Thorpe shut Benjamin up. “No excuse will change the fact that you're definitely the culprit here. Due to your behaviour, I have no choice but to punish you. You're hereby suspended from this university for a month. Maybe that will serve as enough time for you to reflect on your barbaric way.” Benjamin stared up at the director with shock. Why won't this man allow him to talk? Director Thorpe could see that he was the one bound by a rope, and yet, he was being called the culprit without so much as a basic investigation. Director Thorpe stood straight. “Release him and let him leave the school premises right now. His suspension is effective immediately. Good day, Mr. Tyrone. I'll leave the rest to you. By the way, greet your father for me. His annual donations are highly appreciated.” He then walked away. “Yes sir.” Andrew confirmed. He gave Benjamin a look that said, ‘You should have never messed with me’ Benjamin felt utterly defeated as he was released by those who had tied him up. It was obvious no one was going to listen to him. And now he had a suspension on his record. He turned around to look at the woman who'd caused everything, she was leaning against Andrew, smirking evilly at him. “Goodbye, low life.” Alexa hissed at Benjamin as she pulled Andrew back into her dorm. Benjamin was in a daze through it all. He couldn't believe what had just played out before him. The murmuring of the bystanders roused him from his trance. “That definitely serves him right.” “It'll be a long time before he tries to stalk another woman, that's for sure.” Benjamin looked up at all of them, seeing the loathing and disgust in their eyes, his throat ached. He swallowed, wanting to shout at them that he was innocent, but he knew that nobody would believe him. And it could possibly be taken as another act of violence. He turned around and began walking to the nearest bus stop. He clenched and unclenched his fists as he walked, trying to dissipate the anger that was still in him, and possibly the dull ache in his chest. This was too much. He kept on walking and didn't realise when he passed by the bus stop until he saw himself at the school’s gate. He sighed and decided to continue walking. Before he could form another thought, a sleek black car drove at top speed to park in front of him, blocking his path. Shocked, he turned around, only to see two more coming up behind him. They all stopped at his side and several men stepped out, well dressed in black suits and sunglasses. They all bowed and greeted him like he was some sort of royalty and he could only stare at them incredulously. An older but equally well dressed man stepped out of the third vehicle, a briefcase in his hand, he walked up to Benjamin and held out his hand. “A pleasure to meet you, Master Benjamin.”Benjamin's face was definitely a study in confusion. He looked from the older man to the others, then back again. He lifted his hand to shake the man out of politeness. He didn't waste time in asking however, “Who are you and what do you want with me?” The older man cleared his throat, ridding his face of any kind of expression and doing his best to keep a level of professionalism in his extremely respectful manner. “I am Herbert McKlin, master Knox. If you wouldn't mind coming with us, you will be made fully aware of what this is all about.” He gestured to the car he'd just alighted from, urging Benjamin to enter. Benjamin looked at the car, then back at Herbert. “You really think I'm going to get into a car with some strangers? Just like that?” He wanted to say that he was sure they had the wrong person and they should just leave him alone to deal with his issues. But they knew his name. And there weren't very many Knoxes around this region. Then a thought dawned on him.
Benjamin sharply turned around, sure that he wasn't the one being referred to. But there was no one behind him. The old man hurried to his side and grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly as he inspected Benjamin's face. “You look just like him. God, you look just like my son.” The man whispered, entranced by Benjamin's presence. Benjamin felt a bit creeped out and tried to extricate his hand from the man's. “Excuse me… I don't understand what's going on here. If you don't mind explaining?” Benjamin kept trying to put some distance between them. The old man cleared his throat, regaining his composure as he saw Benjamin's uncomfortable state. He smiled at him and then turned to return to his seat. “You are my grandson, Benjamin. ” The man stated proudly to the whole room. Benjamin's eyebrows raised and he looked round the room at the other individuals present— Herbert and the guards — and how they didn't look entirely surprised by the statement. Ben couldn't help but give a mock
Hunter stretched his hands into one of the compartments beneath his desk top, retrieving something from it. He turned to the still shocked Benjamin across from him and handed it to him. It was a black card. “This is a tax free card to a private account. It's yours from now on. This should eliminate any financial issues you've had and may have in the future. It holds a maximum of $3 billion. It's my welcome gift to you.” Benjamin could hardly believe his ears. He stared at the sleek black card being handed to him, the amount he'd just heard swirling in his head. "$3 billion?” Benjamin seemed in a daze. “Sir, that… that's more money than I'll ever need." He was reeling from the surrealism of the situation. Hunter smiled, clearly amused by his reaction. "This is just the beginning, Benjamin. As the newfound heir of the Whiteridge family’s business empire, you’ll be taking over the entire consortium after your graduation. Herbert, my assistant, will guide you every step of the wa
“Grandma, don't!” Everyone at the school's main gate, including Alexa and Andrew, were shocked at the voice, and they looked up to find Benjamin rushing over. “Benjy?” The old woman felt a wave of relief wash through her at the sight of her grandson. “Oh, my Benjy!” “Grandma, are you alright?!” Benjamin gently held up his grandmother's body. He then shifted an angry gaze up at Andrew. “You're a piece of trash, you know that? How dare you ask my grandmother to kneel before you?! Even if you hated me so much, you should at least give some respect for her age!” Andrew scoffed. “Her age? Why the heck should I show her any care? She's not my grandmother.” He then suddenly covered his nose. “Ugh! Now that both the boy and his grandmother are together, I can really smell the stench of wretchedness.” Alexa giggled as she lightly punched her nose. “Unfortunately, I can smell it as well.” Benjamin was furious as he gently moved his grandmother backwards, away from the two. “Grandma,
“Benjamin, have you lost your mind?!” The director rushed over. “Are you really trying to kill Mr. Tyrone?!” Benjamin loosened his hand and turned around, looking at the director in the eye, finally giving Max the chance to escape. At this point, there was now a crowd watching the scene. The whole situation was unfolding at the main gate after all. There was no way it wouldn't attract a large audience. “Oh my goodness!” Alexa exclaimed as approached Andrew. She had actually called the director earlier in case this idiot Benjamin would do anything crazy. Turned out she was right.“Oh, baby, you look a mess.” She then glared at Benjamin before turning a pitiful expression in the director's way. “Sir, thank the great goodness that you came on time! You saw it yourself! This madman was about to start another fight!”“Sir” Andrew didn't waste time taking full advantage of this situation. “He suddenly came after me, assaulting me for no reason. "It must be because he had been suspend
It was safe to say that the director, Andrew, Alexa, Max, and Benjamin's grandmother weren't the only ones shocked by Benjamin's claim.The crowd that had been watching the commotion ever since Benjamin had punched Andrew in the face. They burst into heavy bouts of laughter as soon as they heard those words as well.“Wait! Is he for real? I know that guy. He's so freaking poor, and now he's suddenly claiming that he can pay ten times the annual donation this school gets from the Tyrone family.”“Oh my goodness, this guy must have lost his mind. He's definitely gone crazy. The Tyrone family donates $1 million annually, which means that guy would have to be able to pay $10 million at once. Isn't that too pretentious?!”Another student quickly pulled out her phone. “Oh, I will be damned if I don't live stream this for my fans! They're gonna eat this up.”The crowd was bustling at this point, wanting to see how Benjamin would dig himself out of this ‘grave’ he created for himself.Benjami
Benjamin was shocked when he saw this. How is this possible? His grandfather had personally handed this black card to him, promising that it held up to $3 billion, so what was going on? Why was the payment declined? Did Hunter Whiteridge lie to him? Benjamin immediately threw that thought out of his head. There was absolutely no way a man like that would lie to him about money of all things. First of all, the man is a Trillionaire, so it would be a very shameful act on his part to fool his newly found grandson, something that had been proven with a DNA test to confirm it. Also, the payment had been declined rather than the black details being incorrect. This means that the black card is indeed legit. There was also no mention of ‘insufficient balance’, so the issue had to be something else. Unfortunately, the audiences watching this weren't interested in thinking this through.As soon as the director saw the confusion on Benjamin's face, he snatched the phone from his hands to get a
Director James Thorpe felt his heart racing furiously as he stared down at the content on his phone screen. He kept reading it over and over again, ignoring the surrounding noises. “Could it really be him?” He felt stupid for even asking this question, as Benjamin's name was evident on the generated receipt. None of this made any sense to him. This same young man had been called out for being extremely poor yesterday, so why does he suddenly have a black card under his name?Director Thorpe turned to find Benjamin staring at him with a victorious but annoying smirk, and he felt his blood boil. “Here! Give me that card. I want to see something.”Benjamin realised what must have happened, so he gladly gave the director his black card.Once Andrew, Alexa, Max, and Mrs. Knox saw this, they felt something had changed. It was even more obvious in the director's body language that something had happened.Director Thorpe compared the card details with the ones on the receipt. “They match.” He