David regretted it all, at this point. His life was better as a loser. Yes, he got bullied and maltreated a lot because he was poor, but at least no one had to die for him. He didn't want his friends to die because of him, no he would rather die for them. "Let them go, Gary." David sighed. "You have me, you can do whatever you want with me, but let my friends go." "Your friends know the truth, we can't let them live." Gary reminded him. "Remember the servants that saw your face? Remember the worker that knew your identity? They were all killed, that's exactly what's going to happen to your friend." David's heart tightened on hearing that, he shut his eyes as if to get rid of those painful words. All he saw were bad memories, he was right there when Rosie killed those workers, and he was also there when they took Wendy away. Maybe this was all coming back to haunt him because he didn't do enough to save them. That's why his friends now have the same fate. "Please." David's voic
The crowd went absolutely crazy when David announced that to them. The protesters wanted to kill him with their screams, while the journalists were trying to climb over the soldiers so that they could speak to him. Even with that, it was like everything was muted and in slow motion to David. He was looking from one side of the crowd to the other, all he heard was his heart banging against his chest. Strong hands pulled him away as the flashes from the cameras almost blinded him. He was taken into the building and the guards shield him from unseen danger. They continued that way until they pushed him into a room. David found himself with Gary and Rosie again. Gary had his head against the wall and was hitting it with his fists. Rosie was walking to and fro, her right index finger in her mouth. Something about the misery he had caused them was so appealing to him. He laughed, slowly at first, until it was a fit and he was holding his belly.Rosie was looking at him as if he had
David was sitting on the ground in the room that had become his prison. He had sat in the same position for hours now, so long that his legs couldn't be felt again. He was staring at the door, his gateway to freedom. He has sat there for days now, he was slowly slipping into an ominous version of himself. He refused to eat, he fought with the guards who came in, and he cursed at his father even though he wasn't there with him. David's fingers were going through his hair, a loop that he had been repeating for hours. He saw movement around the door, he wasn't going to pay them any attention. The door opened and Gary walked in, this was the first time that Gary was coming to see him after all these days. Gary's left hand was in his pocket, and the right was holding onto his signature golden walking stick. "Good morning, young master," Gary said. "You still haven't eaten, have you?" "What do I need to do to get you to stop calling me that?" David was calm, but he was boiling on t
Alexa walked back into the room, leaving the door unlocked. Dominic walked in after her, he shut the door closed. She was dressed up, taking up her only bag from the bed. Dominic dropped the flowers on the table since she didn't take them. "Won't you ask after your son?" He asked her. "Why should I?" She huffed. "He didn't listen to me when I warned him about you." He smiled like she had given him a compliment, but it was the other way around. He walked over to her, she was standing by the window. "If you didn't care about David, then why did you come here?" He rubbed his jaw. "Because I got a call that you locked him up like a criminal." Her face stiffened with anger. "Why would you do that to him?" "He went against me, you of all people should know that I am big on obedience." He said. "Didn't you tell him that?" She was angry, so she picked up her bag and put it against her shoulder. "Look, he is your responsibility now." She pointed at him, her voice heavy. "No matter w
David was still in his prison, thinking about his life and how suddenly, he had gone down this slope. He was still deep in thought when the door opened. His father walked in again, this time in black trousers and a white buttoned-up shirt – Mister Dominic just looked good in everything.Even with that, David could not bring himself to look his father in the eye. It was like the harder he tried, the more he came to hate the man. Dominic Ford pulled a chair like he did the last time, and he sat before David. "So, I assume that you are done with all your games and are ready to do things my way." He asked. David didn't reply to him, but Dominic took that as a positive answer. David wasn't protesting or resisting, he was finally broken. "First of all, we are going to have a change of name for you. Wyatt is your mother's name, not mine, so from now on, you are David Ford." Dominic said. "I'm not a Ford." David finally spoke. "What did you say?""Stop trying to rebrand me. My name is
SIX MONTHS LATER David Wyatt disappeared from the public's eyes again. It was kind of odd given that everyone now knew who he was. The Dominic Ford group of companies never came forth to explain what happened. New managers were hired, and the company continued operations, but David and Dominic were not seen at all. Speculations came, but they died as soon as they came. People came up with different untrue stories, but none stood the test of time. Natalie started a podcast called "Dated the secret heir," she gave out unsolicited advice because she felt she hit the biggest jackpot when it came to dating. She grew a small fan base, she held her talk every week, talking about how dating was with David Wyatt. David's popularity grew so much, he was in the news for being such a handsome young man and also for having such a heartless, but rich, father. His ex-classmates were now mini gods, having breathed the same air as David. Dre, Ethan, Stefanie, Dre's girlfriend, and David's cow
Rosie considered writing an email to David or leaving a letter with his Victoria-secret-model-looking secretary, but she dumped the whole idea. She deserved to see the look on his face when she handed him his resignation letter. He fired her from his company, but Gary still made her work with him. She spent months waiting for an explanation from him, but he came back to ignore her. She had a long chain of businesses, she was going to do fine. He had no reason to make her feel as shitty as he did. She waited outside his office, she had waited for close to five hours already, but her determination was still burning. His secretary sat behind her desk, hitting the keys on her keyboard loudly and chewing gum. Rosie's leg was shaking from anxiety, she tried to stop it, but to no avail. "Are you sure that you don't want that coffee now, Miss Rosie?" The secretary glanced at her. "No, I'm fine. Thank you." Rosie continued to wait for some more hours, it was a pain stacking wait. Fi
David wasn't even in his mid-twenties yet, but he had attained the trillionaire mark. People twice his father's age hadn't gotten to that, and David became a very big deal around.It was the utmost respect for you to work, even as a cleaner, in his company. Everyone who knew him before he became such a rich person was in awe of David. He was very busy too, he was meeting with presidents, governors, and very important business people. Even with all that, he still made out plans to see his friends. He hadn't seen Dre and Ethan for a long time, six months to be precise. When the boys were led into his building, they were in awe, they looked around and Dre even touched the wall. "Can you still believe that David was the secret heir?" Dre whispered to Ethan as they were being ushered in. "That doesn't change the fact that he lied to us," Ethan grunted. "He was so rich yet he didn't care to tell us the truth." "Come on, man, you know that he was only trying to protect us." Dre nudg