From Scorn to Throne: William Anderson's Journey

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"You shouldn't talk to me that rudely, I'm not your slave!"

Sonya folded her arms when William refuted her words. "Indeed, you are not my slave. But, you promised today that you would help me. You suck!"

"Never mind, stop talking." William was reluctant to argue now. "What should I do?"

Sonya handed him the car keys.

"Take my stuff from that car." She pointed to a Mini Cooper that was in the parking lot not far from their position. "There's only one bag in there, just take it. It's mine and don't you dare open it, or I'll accuse you of being a thief."

Reluctantly, William walked towards the Mini Cooper that Sonya had pointed out. After a few minutes, he returned with the bag Sonya was referring to in his hand.

"Here's the bag," William said as he handed the bag to Sonya.

Sonya accepted the bag quickly. "Now, come with me," she ordered, leading William towards the Theater Building.

They walked in silence, William following Sonya obediently. Once inside, Sonya pointed to a number of