My bodyguard was about to nod his head but I ordered them to wait for me outside. "You heard him right, Clark. As bright as day. For the record, my name is Zachary Llamas Fisher. You, people, don't know that because I have been hiding my identity for all my life." Imagine my surprise when Clark and his friends scoffed even after being locked up in the precinct's holding cells. "Do you expect me to believe that?" Clark blurred. "I think you need to see an expert doctor to get your brain checked, Zachary." "Say all you want, Clark," I replied with a smile on my face to piss them furthermore. "No one's forcing you to believe me. And it's a good thing for me that you don't believe it. But I'll make you believe me once you all rot in jail. I'll make sure that none of you will see another sunrise." There's no point in hiding my identity from them now. Clark and his friends are already locked up with no other way to escape. Not even his Dad can convince me to withdraw my char
After letting out that remark, I turned my gaze to the police officer Sebastian insulted who kept his mouth shut the second I defended him. I can see that his arms and legs were having a synchronized tremble as if he recognized Sebastian or his family, and what they can do to them. But that's no longer new to me. Apart from Sebastian, I was well aware of what his parents could do, dirty or not, since I was once his best friend before things went south. "It will be a huge shame to this precinct if you, a police officer, get scared and will do everything they tell you. No matter what happens, I would never drop the case. Once I hear you take those bastards out of that holding cell, I will be the one to make this place buried in the ground. Consider this a threat." Threatening people wasn't my cup of tea. However, the police officer left me with no other choice when I knew I was stating a fact. Cops can be paid for nowadays. They are willing to bend the rules of the law
Mr. Roberto nodded at me, and my gesture to remain calm despite the rumbling of my chest began ripping off my chest. "What the hell is going on?" I asked myself as I attempted to think of one good reason Dad wanted to see me with his business partners. Is he planning to introduce me to them again? No. The people with him in this room were the company's board of directors. The only familiar face I recognized from them was Mr. Cedrick. But he also saw me at the golf course and was introduced by Dad as one of the Fishers. "Please, come on in, Mr. Llamas." Mr. Roberto nodded at me for the second time. A part of me wanted to run away when I was not planning to withdraw the case. I need justice. But I was left with no other choice. There was this part of me who was curious about what the hell was going on inside. Dad could have called me by the name everyone wanted to hear - Zachary Fisher, or at least my "son". I had to get to the bottom of everything, so I bowed at eve
Also, I switched on my phone in the middle of my travel after being switched off for twenty-eight consecutive days. I intentionally switched it off after sending the reassuring message to John Dave and Jennie that I'll be back once I'm done dealing with the drama of my life. "Dude, have you heard the news?" That was one of John Dave's messages among the hundreds of missed calls and unread messages from different numbers that flooded my inboxes. "Honey, where are you right now? I've heard about what happened in your Dad's office earlier, and I started to get worried when your Dad simply told me you're old enough to deal with your life." Mom's message. "Mr. Fisher, good morning. Please be informed that we have finalized the mega project already. I have sent all the files in your email that need your approval. Get back to me once you get this. Thank you." Jennie said with a sad emoji. I guessed the news about me running away already reached her. "Zachary, honey. I've
On top of the documents were duly signed "Confidentiality Agreement" by Clark and his friends. I can see that there were terms and conditions attached to it, including the one Dad had mentioned that they are forbidden to get near me a certain distance and for not mentioning a word about the case if it didn't exist to them. "Alright, here's the real deal, Zachary. I'll be giving four things to agree with me if you still want to work in my company," he added, "first, the one I mentioned earlier. In exchange for agreeing to my terms, you have to sign an agreement too. One thing is for certain, those bastards won't harm you anymore, both physically and mentally. Second. We need to unfold your true identity publicly through a press conference. In the way, no one would dare hurt you in all aspects." Dad looked me in the eye, however, this time, the sharpness and profoundness of his expressions tripled compared to five seconds ago. I was supposed to confront him, but he answered
The embarrassment was too much to bear when a lot of people were now looking at me with contempt as if I were some kind of a pervert or criminal. I had had enough of humiliation from Dad earlier, so I decided to turn around with my hands covering my face when two security guards appeared in the hallway. "What's going on?" One of the security guards asked. He attempted to cover for me, but he failed when everyone had already captured a few photos and videos of me. "Take that pervert to the cops, Mr. Guard!" The woman yelled, catching more attention to the rest of the offices on the second floor. Most, if not all employees on the second floor are now out, watching the commotion as if they were TV series. "He has been following me from the eighteenth floor all the way here. And he tried to touch me." "Young Master, are you alright?" the second security guard whispered, his voice laced with worry and fear, as he checked on my face covered in red, not only because I was to
She closed her eyes tightly when I was about to slap her face. However, I stopped myself from becoming a monster like Dad. "Fine," I said. "Give her her last warning for the sake of her family. Once I hear she is doing that again to someone doing nothing against her, I'll make sure to ruin her life myself. Do you understand?" Jennie and Ms. Claire nodded their heads in unison without asking further questions. I'm not good at threatening people, but it was the least I could do to scare her, with the hopes that she would heed my words. "Gather everyone. Let's have an immediate meeting in five minutes." I said before I walked back to my seat. Three minutes later, all the new employees in my office were gathered around the table, their faces filled with curiosity and confusion. Mr. Claire, on the other hand, remained her eyes lowered as if she was avoiding making eye-to-eye contact with anyone. None of them even dared to ask anything about what happened earlier. Jennie
"What now, young man?" One of the elders among the crowd asked. "Listen, everyone!" I started with a smile on my face to lift their moods. "From this day forward, rest assured that you all can rest your worries and fears. Because I will be buying this building tomorrow..." "You gotta be kidding me." An old woman cut me off. "Have you seen your face in the mirror, young man? Or are you on drugs right now? We appreciate what you are trying to do, but you're simply worsening our situation. So get lost." "Pardon me?" I could not help but frown when I couldn't understand what she was trying to emphasize. She was supposed to be pleased by the good news, but it went the other way around. No. Most of them were as if they believed I was talking nonsense. "Get lost, young man. Don't give these people false hopes," she added. "We have had enough of promises. We need our money and jobs back." "You better get out of this place if you don't want to help us with the rally,