"She is a primary school teacher, earning a thousand dollars per month."
"And you are a delivery guy earning just a thousand dollars per month and two hundred dollars per delivery?""Yes daddy."Mr Jarrod then motioned to Keegan. "Keegan give me my phone." With Mr Jarrod's phone now in within his grasp, he requested for Victor's account number, and within four minutes he was done with the transaction."Jesus Christ, twenty five million dollars!" Victor hissed in disbelief. "Daddy this is too much, what would I do with twenty five million dollars?""That is just a fraction of what I am going to do, just to make you happy." Mr Jarrod said."But dad, this is too much, thank you very much." Victor said. "Now my mother would be able to pay off the heavy debts, she has accumulated over the years." Victor said satisfactorily."How much does your mother owe?""About a hundred thousand dollars.""Wow, what is your mom doing that she owes the bank a hundred thousand dollars?""She borrowed that money just to raise me up, because at the time she had no job. Originally she owed a hundred and twenty five, but ever since she began working ten years ago, she has been doing all she can do to defray her debts.""That woman is a good woman, I would like to meet her some day.""So daddy, how did I end up being in this state, instead of living in luxury as other members of my family are?"Mr Jarrod was silent for ten seconds, before he finally broke his silence. "It is quite a story, however it was twenty two years ago…"*******"Wait daddy, you mean I was kidnapped?""Yes son, you were kidnapped."Victor began to look confused. "But given the security that was stationed, according to your narration given that the governor was present, how was it possible?"Mr Jarrod shook his head. "I do not know son, all I can say is that it was perfectly masterminded.""Do you not think that Mrs Jarrod your must have had a hand in this?" Victor asked."The governor had her arrested, and as we speak, she is behind bars.""Oh I see, that means me biological mother is somewhere around the country then?"Mr Jarrod's mood changed, he turned sad. "Upon your kidnap, she took her life."Victor gasped. "Jesus Christ!" He said out of shock."Those were terrible times, but now I am happy that all of the pain I have suffered for twenty two years, have been wiped, away."Suddenly Victor's phone began to ring, it was his mom Mrs Yvonne. "Sorry Dad, it is my mom." He excused his father, and picked up the phone call."Hello Victor, is everything alright?" Mrs Yvonne's voice was heard from the phone."Yes Mom, I am fine.""I hope you are not Ill?""No I am not, I am very strong.""Then what is the reason why you were invited to the hospital?"Victor was silent, because he did not know what to say, so he immediately ended the call."What, why did you end the call, you did not reply your mother." Mr Jarrod asked."I do not know how to lie father, if I try it she would know, and she will kill me for it." Victor said.Mr Jarrod smiled, however his three bodyguards followed suit. "So you do not tell lies.""Yes." He replied shyly. "My mom always disciplined me anytime I lied.""Oh I see.""So am going to go home today and maybe say hello to my siblings?" Victor asked."No Victor."Victor furrowed his eyebrows, surprised at his father's response. "Why?"Mr Jarrod stood up. "This are dangerous times, and your identity as my son needs to be kept secret." He said. "You will return to your mother, and look after yourself with the twenty five million dollars I have sent to you.""But why do you say that this are dangerous times, I do not understand?""I still believe the people that planned your kidnap twenty two years ago, are very much alive, however, I am not loosing you again as I did before." He continued."Okay Dad, I understand.""Keegan and doctor Pius would keep an eye on you, however take this card, the phone number inscribed there belongs to someone special I will like you to meet, she works there at your university. Anyway I will be off, I have attend to other things.""Okay Dad, thank you for everything.""Do not mention son." Mr Jarrod smiled satisfactorily at Victor, then moved to place his hands on his shoulders. "Now that I have found you, not only would I give you a good life, but we all will conquer our enemies, and make this our beautiful state, a better place.""Yes Dad, I am so happy to have found you, now all the pain I have gone through over the years, are gone." He then turned to doctor Pius. "Thank you doctor.""The pleasure is mine Victor." Doctor Pius replied."I will be going then." Mr Jarrod put on his black hat, and bounced out of doctor Pius office with his bodyguards.Now outside doctor Pius office, Keegan moved closer to Mr Jarrod. "Sir, we are all happy due to the fact that we have found your son after twenty two years, but he is a very good boy, I can see it in his eyes, would he be able to take care of real business, like our underground stuff?"Mr Jarrod turned to Keegan with a smile. "I believe he will. As far as he has my blood running through his veins, I believe that he would become more powerful than I have ever had, he just needs time.""I just hope such is the case."Soon Mr Jarrod came upon his parade of four luxury bullet proof cars, with about four armed men in Black standing close by.He entered the third car, and at once the parade of cars zoomed off, however the people around began to stare in awe at Mr Jarrod's convoy, as they passed through the gates of the hospital, leaving them in suspense as to why he came to the hospital.Back at doctor Pius office, Victor thanked the doctor once again."Take good care of your mother eh.""I will do just that sir." Victor said excitedly. "Um doctor, please can I use your phone?""What for?""I want to hire a Uber driver, since it is about twelve pm, I think it is unsafe to wait for a cab in the dead of the night.""Okay no problem." Doctor Pius handed over his phone to him.Victor came down from the Uber taxi. "How much is your money?" He asked the driver."A hundred bucks." The taxi driver replied."Okay send me your account number."With the transaction complete, Victor hurried to his house, and began to knock at the door. "Hello mom, it is me Victor."Mrs Yvonne hurried from where she sitting, and opened the door. Upon seeing him, she hugged him affectionately. "Uh Victor, I was worried about you.""Mom, I am fine. Let us get inside, I have a lot to tell you, he said." He locked the door and sat down the longest couch, there in the parlor.Mrs Yvonne began to notice how excited Victor was, and began to ponder the reason for this new development. "So what do you wish to tell me?"Victor was about to spill out his experience he had in the hospital, but he remembered the caution of doctor Pius against talking to anyone about his encounter with his biological father, so he decided to tell another story, which was false. "Mom guess what?"Mrs Yvonne furrowed her eyebrows. "Victor you know how I hate guessing, what is it, tell me."Victor rubbed his face in excitement and smiled happily at his mother. "Mom, it is a big secret, and I want it to be between you and me."Mrs Yvonne's heart sunk, upon gazing at her son's extremely handsome face, and some unusual thoughts of lust flashed through her mind. "Come on you stupid whore, this is your son sitting close to you, not some regular guy with a dick." She thought to herself, warding of the lustful thoughts. "What is it Victor?""Okay." He held her both hands. "Mom, I won a jackpot, through doctor Pius." He lied.Mrs Yvonne raised her eyebrows. "Wow, how much, anyway firstly which game did you play, which enabled you to win the jackpot?""Mom that is not important, what is important is that I won, and I got enough money, that would cover your debts, and feed us for about two months, it could even take us to a better house, than this shit hole.""How much did you win then?""Mom I won twenty five million dollars." Victor hissed, though with a smiling face.Mrs Yvonne began to look suspiciously at Victor. "Have you been pushing drugs?" She asked. "Cause I still cannot believe that you have won a jackpot."Victor frowned, at his mother's non chalant attitude. He however knew where she was going to. "Mom, if you are not going to be excited with this jackpot I have won, I will just go to my room.""No, no son, I am happy for you, it is just I am a bit suspicious, do not take it too hard son.""Okay, I wouldn't take it too hard, just give me your credit card number." He requested.Mrs Yvonne searched for her credit card inside her room, and when she saw it, she came to the parlour, and read it out to Victor."Okay Mom, it is done.""Wow, seven million, this is good. Thank you so much." She moved to Victor and hugged him affectionately."It is okay Mom, now you could pay off your debts, and go revisit your doctor, you could pay for the medication, and get some new stuff for yourself. I will take care of the food stuff, and all of my school stuff from now on."Mrs Yvonne could not stop smiling satisfactorily at her son, and at this point, she cared less for the source of the money."Let me go get some rest, it has been a long day." Victor began to stretch himself, looking sleepy."Yes, yes, you should go get some rest." Mrs Yvonne said.Victor then moved to his room, and locked it. He undressed, put on his pyjamas, and laid down on his bed."Oh wow, what a day. I get dumped by a girl who I thought loves me, then I am sacked from my job as a delivery guy, then boom, I am the son of the wealthiest man in Sergia. Wow, I swear I did not see that coming." He smiled."Now that I am rich, it means that I have automatically levelled up, and I swear to almighty God, I will have my revenge on all the people in school that mocked me, including Patricia that toyed with my emotions.The following day Victor decided to celebrate his newfound wealth by taking his mother Mrs Yvonne for a shopping spree at an opulent and expensive boutique named "Elysium Elegance." Which was located in the heart of the city of Glenville.It was a famous infrastructure, known for its opulence and granduer, and he thought it would be the perfect place to upgrade his wardrobe and that of his mom.As he and his mother approached the boutique, it's exterior was a solid confirmation of luxury and class.Elysium Elegance was a sight to behold. The storefront was adorned with gleaming glass windows which showcased the latest fashion trends in meticulously arranged displays.Lush, and perfectly manicured flowerbeds beautified the frontage. Their however vibrant colours where a contrast of the pristine white colouring of this boutique. Above the entrance, a grand marquee displayed this lush boutique's name in an elegant and glittering light that shimmered in the sunlight.They pushed the entr
Undeterred by the lingering disdainful glances and the embarassing encounter with the security personnels, Victor and his mother began to explore the lavish offerings of Elysium Elegance.They navigated through the racks of designer clothing with Victor carefully selecting outfits that caught his eye and showing them to his mother.Each dress he showed to his mother seemed to transform her into a vision of elegance as she smiled and admired herself in the grand mirrors.Victor watched as his mother's face lit up with delight. Her eyes sparkled with newfound confidence in each outfit she tried on. It was a heartwarming sight, a moment of pure joy for both of them amidst the sea of judgement.As he glanced around the boutique while waiting for his mother to put on another dress, Victor noticed a particular attendant who seemed more modest, approachable, and humble than the others.She was dressed in a tasteful, understated uniform that contrasted with the ostentatious attire of her coll
A few days later, after an early morning lecture, Victor found himself at home, contemplating the sorry state of his current phone. The touchscreen had been acting up for weeks, making it increasingly frustrating to use. As he scrolled through his options, he realized that it was time for an upgrade.With determination in his eyes, Victor decided to venture out and buy a new phone. He put on some modest clothing, not wanting to attract unnecessary attention, despite the newfound wealth he had.Stepping out of his house, Victor felt a sense of purpose. He had successfully navigated the world of luxury shopping at Elysium Elegance, but now he was on a more practical mission.He pulled out his current phone, its touchpad issues still evident. As he tried to order an Uber to head to the nearest electronics store, the unresponsive screen added to his frustration. He tapped and swiped repeatedly, but the phone refused to cooperate.Victor sighed, realizing he might need to hail a taxi th
The onslaught of insults and mockery from the first two ladies had left Victor feeling deeply embarrassed and a simmering anger building within him. He had walked into the electronics store with the hope of a straightforward phone upgrade, but instead, he found himself subjected to unwarranted ridicule.As he stood there, trying to maintain his composure in the face of their hurtful words, he couldn't help but wish he could disappear or that the ground would swallow him whole.In this moment of vulnerability, he noticed a faint smile on the face of the phone attendant who had been observing the interaction. Her smile, while not overt, held a hint of understanding, as if she had witnessed similar situations before.Maintaining her professionalism, she approached Victor and, in a calm and respectful tone, said, "Welcome to the Tech Haven Plaza. May I ask of the phone that my young master desires to buy?"Victor appreciated the phone attendant's professionalism, and her words helped ea
Victor's eventful morning had left him with a renewed sense of purpose and determination as he was eager to prepare himself for another productive day at school. He realized that presenting himself in a new light, both internally and externally, was essential to his newfound sense of purpose, to suit his newfound identity.Victor started his morning routine with a refreshing shower. The warm water cascaded down, washing away the remnants of the stressful encounters of the previous day.As he lathered up with his favorite shower gel, he felt a sense of cleansing not only on his body but also on his spirit. The water served as a metaphorical reset button, allowing him to wash away the doubts and insecurities of his cruel past.Once he was out of the shower, Victor meticulously brushed his teeth, ensuring his smile was bright and confident. He took his time, recognizing that each action was a step towards the transformation he sought.With his grooming complete, Victor moved to his wa
After sending those comforting messages to Michael, Victor quickly made a few clicks on his phone to browse for new practice gear online. He was determined to upgrade his attire to avoid any further ridicule in the locker room. Satisfied with his selections, he placed an order and then headed back to the locker room.When he returned, most of his teammates were in the process of kitting up. Some had already changed into their jerseys, and a few were beginning to stretch and warm up.As Victor entered, he couldn't help but sense an air of anticipation mixed with lingering laughter from the earlier teasing. He knew he had to hold his head high and focus on preparing for practice.However, just as he was about to start changing into his practice gear, Rodriguez, who had made fun of Victor, couldn't resist another opportunity for mockery.With a mockingly dramatic tone, Rodriguez said, "Oh, here comes the vintage man, he's back already."Sections of the locker room burst into laughter
Outside the stadium gates, Victor and Michael made their way eagerly toward the delivery area. Victor's heart raced with anticipation as he thought about finally upgrading his practice gear.As they reached the designated spot, they spotted the delivery man standing beside his motorcycle, a large box securely fastened to the back. The man had a friendly smile on his face, and he extended a hand to greet Victor."Master Victor Mel Santos Clara, I presume?" he asked.Victor nodded enthusiastically, shaking the delivery man's hand. "That's me. I've been waiting for this!"Without wasting any time, the delivery man unlocked the box on his motorcycle. He carefully lifted out a fashionable paper box adorned with the iconic Amazon logo. It was neatly sealed, adding an air of excitement to the moment.Victor couldn't wait any longer. He eagerly opened the box, revealing the vibrant blue and red striped jersey of the Molvian football club – the best soccer club in the entire Mocodonian coun
After proving his point to Rodriguez, the whole team set out into the pitch to commence their training.Just then one of the soccer players, a slender stud of average height hurried closer to Victor's side."Love who you did in there, you actually nailed Rodriguez to the wall, you should have seen his face." He smiled.Victor flashed a slight grin just to show approval for the average guys attention, because he was over the Rodriguez issue but was now focused on the training at hand.Now on the field, the coach directed them to form circles and after that the fitness coach took them on some stretching sessions so they could free up their muscles.After the stretching, they were directed to jog, however chills ran down Victor's spine because he was paired with the notorious Hector. Hector a tall and imposing figure with an athletic build. He was a student in his final year and a key member of the squad, but he was known for his arrogance, nonchalant attitude and bullying behaviour, who
Their faces were contorted into shapes that depicted disappointment, disapproval, annoyance and disdain.Victor never new any of these guys, apart from some of them that belonged to Rachel's campaign team, but for the ones he knew nothing about, how the hell did they know him?If these people had known him as the college pauper, that would be a complete destruction of his persona there at The Marquez Piso university.Or had he already gone rock bottom in the social circle?As the room fell into a sudden silence, a snarky voice emerged from the crowd, "Rachel, is this your idea of a charity event? Bringing the famous college pauper to your birthday party?"Laughter erupted, and more voices joined in, mocking Victor's presence. "I didn't know we were hosting a charity case tonight!""Maybe he applied to be the mascot so he could earn a few quid for the days meal."Another wave of laughter rippled amongst the crowd.Rachel, visibly uncomfortable, stepped forward, "Hey, that's not fair. V
On a Thursday evening, Victor on an sat on an iron bench there at the junction awaiting Rachel who was going to pick him up for her birthday party.While sitting all solitary and alone, he couldn't help but marvel about the possibility of Alejandro Martinez being able to know about the residence of his alter ego Alexander Steel.Apart from that, he was surprised at the fact that Alejandro Martinez was ready to make this a do or die affair to an extent that the old man had sent some hitmen to take him down.Was he supposed to be surprised? Mr Alejandro had already declared war on his leadership of De Jarrod's'Cereals.Mr Alejandro had done a lot to undermine his leadership, from creating a rebellious faction, orchestrating the bombing of his supply trucks, the violent protests of his workers and now the plan to exterminate Alexander Steel?Victor believed that he had been doing his best to have the upper hand in this co-operate battle but he began to feel guilty of the fact that he had
Victor was at home playing some video games, however with time he became bored and he decided to call Rachel, at least to congratulate her for her successful performance during the pre electoral debate.He dialled her number and immediately she picked it up."Hello Rachel.""Hello who is this?""It is Victor. Victor Mel Santos Clara. The dark handsome guy with dreadlocks.""Oh Victor how are you?""I am fine. I hope everything is going well for you as well?""Everything is fine.""Uh I called just to congratulate you for your performance in the pre electoral debate and the successful presentation of your agenda. I must tell you, it was fire.""Thanks Victor, I am honored.""I also heard about the demonstration.""Yes, according to what I heard, Patricia said something provocative in German and it caused the demonstration.""I was happy that happened. At least now I believe you have a big chance to clinch that position of the director of socials."Rachel just laughed. "We would see how
Patricia looked surprised. "What is going on?" She asked. "What is going on?" She asked once again turning to some members of her campaign team.One of them rushed to the podium, he was a German that went by the name Franz. He leaned to her ear. "I am sorry ma'am but what you just said is a very awful speech.""What!" Patricia was taken aback."You just delivered a derogatory speech in German. Let me look at it." Franz picked up the piece of paper from her hand and glanced at it."Oh my God. It's really bad.""What does it say?" Patricia was shivering."Trust me you don't want to hear it." Franz shook his head."So what do we do now?" "We need to move out of here, and fast."As Patricia and her campaign team hastily exited the venue, whispers spread among the audience. Confused murmurs turned into exclamations as people began to grasp the unintended nature of Patricia's speech. The air crackled with tension, and a wave of disgruntled murmurs swept through the room."This young lad
Patricia strode into the Dr Cassandra Rojo Pavilion, the most prestigious pavilion center of the university which was to serve as the venue for the debate.She exuded confidence in a tailored navy blue pantsuit that perfectly complemented her assertive persona. The crisp white blouse underneath, coupled with a meticulously knotted silk scarf, which added a touch of sophistication. Her professional attire, combined with polished black heels, reflected both competence and style, setting the tone for a poised and impactful performance in the students union government elections debate.The Dr. Cassandra Rojo Pavilion buzzed with anticipation as students filled the grand hall, their chatter creating a hum that echoed against the high ceilings. The scent of excitement mingled with the crisp air, and the ambiance hinted at the significance of the upcoming debate.The stage was adorned with the university's emblem, and a large banner displayed the words "Students Union Government Elections
"So young misus, you wanted to speak to the players, the floor is yours."Patricia smiled excitedly. She immediately waved her hand at the players. "Hi and hello boys, as the coach has said I am…""We know who you are just get on with whatever blah blah blah you want to say to us, we have got some warm up to do." Victor said dismissively with scorn written all over his face.However before Patricia could defend herself Anton Fagner chimmed in. "Hey young fela, slow down, that ain't no way to speak to a lady alright, be cool."Immediately Victor contorted his lips and regretted it afterwards, not for cutting Patricia short, but for the fact that a star player like Anton Fagner perceived that he displayed bad attitude.Victor nodded his head but didn't give any form of apology. His face was blue as he felt a ting of embarrassment."Okay." Patricia let out a sigh "I know this is my first time here in here before your game but in order for you players to dispell the idea or thought that m
Victor and Michael were riding on their Lamborghini en route to the college stadium. Michael was on the wheels as always and Victor was narrating his victory at midnight cove."You should have seen Steffen's defeated eyes that begged for mercy while he was on his knees. Huh." He paused. "He surely must have been thinking about the long jail term he was going to be slammed with by the government after he was caught red handed.""Serves him right." Muttered Michael. "What about the marijuana and the cocaine his men were trying to load on their trucks?""Oh that shit? It's worth millions of dollars.""What did you do with them?" Michael asked."I made sure they were burnt right before his eyes, it was a perfect way to salvage my victory against that bloody rebel.""You know he is more than just a rebel?""What? What else is he?" Victor furrowed his eyebrows."He snatched your girlfriend Patricia from you.""Hey Michael, please do not go there." Victor frowned with resentment etched upon
Victor began with a chuckle upon sighting the pathetic state of his former landlord."Come on Victor, what is going on, why am I bundled like a captive?" He was scared and that was very evident."You want to know why you are bundled like this?" He paused while looking straight at Mr Thompson's eyes. He walked round him and his gait was slow and relaxed."Let's just say I couldn't get over the acute embarassment you showered on me and my mother just because we were not able to pay your rent on time.""Come on Victor, you know how people are nowadays, if you are not tough with them, they would take you for granted. Please I didn't mean no harm." He pleaded."Oh what a speech. Okay tell me, how many times has my mother failed to comply with you by paying our rent? How many times have we disrespected you or taken you for granted? If I could remember vividly you issued threats to evict us forcefully out of your house, you even threatened to slap me for trying to reason with you.""No Victo
Victor had tried to let the memories of Mr Thompson's harsh and cruel confrontation to slide under the carpet, but the fact that he had threatened to slap him for trying to calm him down and explain their predicament made him infuriated at each thought as they replayed in his mind time and time again.What would have happened if I was not rich? What would people have said if I didn't have the means to arrest the tumultuous situation? What would have been the mental state of my mother if our belongings were thrown out? How would she have been able to cope with the overly unbearable cold outside?These were questions that flooded his mind. This however made him come to the conclusion that Mr Thompson was a hardened devil, not only that, he was determined to humble him by breaking him and if it was going to bring into nothingness his arrogance and stoney heart, Victor considered it a worthy effort.Now Mr Thompson was a regular customer at a beer parlour just down the street a stone thro