"Can someone explain what the hell is going on here?" Speaking of the devil, Celestine finally appeared and yelled at us the second she stepped foot into the classroom. "Get back to your seats, NOW!" Startled, everyone, apart from me and Julian, went back to their respective seats, their mouth shut. Julian's grasps were kept glued on my collar as if he had no intention of letting me go despite Celestine's interruption. As far as I am concerned, Julian was not the type of kid who would not stop until he got what he wanted from me. To beat me to death, especially when he already threatened me the other day that I should not show my face in this school anymore. A spoiled brat, per se. But I showed up, not because I heard his threat loud and clear, but because I realized that I had nothing to fear about. I have a dream to accomplish by all means despite having thousands of enemies around me. "Don't make me say it again, Julian." she continued, this time, she sounded
Real quick, I searched for the group chat where my evil batchmates were members of it, including Sebastian, Clark, and Chester. After scrolling through a long list of chats, I finally found the group. I looked deeper into the messages. Did some back reads. The way I expected, members were gossiping about the Young Master's upcoming party - my congratulatory party for winning my first case. "Guys, listen up, I have some news for you. Don't know if it's good or bad though. Wanna hear it?" Chester typed. Clark Cedrick added to the group. "Welcome back, @ClarkCedrick! How have you been, dude? Are you still on the run because of what that bastard did to you?" Sebastian announced. Because it's a devil's comeback, members sent heart emojis. "Poor Clark. He suffered enough because of that bastard Zachary. Perhaps you, guys, should do something about him. His involvement in our lives was too much." "We already did, dude," Sebastian replied. "But the man was too mu
Afterward, I blocked Van's number to make sure he had no means to reach out to me. If ever our paths cross again, I will make sure he can't see another day again, 'cause I'm gonna put him in jail myself. "Anyway, is everyone ready for the meeting?" I changed the subject when Jennie was in the middle of considering everything I told her. "They're already in the meeting room waiting for us, Mr. Fisher," Jennie replied, her tone started to get calm. "Do you need anything before we can start the meeting?" "A cup of coffee will do. Thank you." I rose from my seat and went to the meeting room. After an hour of discussing the updates of the mega project, I realized one thing. "Have I told you guys about tonight's party?" I frowned. "You already told me and John Dave, but I'm afraid you haven't told the rest of us, Mr. Fisher," Jennie confirmed. "Do you want us to join you in the party?" I can see that everyone's expression changed all of a sudden. None of them m
My number was called. Without hesitation, I walked down the red carpet and stood confidently at the center of the grand hall, my mask adding an air of mystery to my already charismatic presence. The room was alive with energy as people danced and mingled, their masks adding an element of intrigue to the festivities. As I surveyed the crowd, I felt a surge of gratitude and pride. The turnout for my victory party was beyond anything I could have imagined. More or less six hundred people had gathered to celebrate my recent success, and I was overwhelmed by the support and enthusiasm of my enemies. Out of the six hundred attendees, ninety-five percent of them were my mortal enemies, not as the Young Master, but as the loser Zachary Llamas. Two percent can be real people, can be added to my list of true friends, approachable, and had fear of God while the remaining three percent didn't care about me. The grand hall of the hotel has been transformed into a breathtaking display of opulen
They all rose from their seats and in a matter of seconds, everyone surrounded me including all my employees. Some of them looked me in the eye with contempt, especially Clark, Sebastian, and Celestine's circle of evil friends while the rest, my classmates were confused and intrigued as to why I did it. Sebastian stumbled to the tiled floor a few times. But I did not stop with just one hard slap. I hopped on top of him and punched him in the face countless times until I saw blood coming out of his mouth. The good thing was that none of his friends dared to take me away from him. "Die, you son of a bitch!" I growled as I kept punching him. "You're nothing but a ruthless, liar, and manipulative, son of a bitch! DIE! DIE! DIE!" ~~~ I kept screaming that on top of my head over and over again. How I wish that would be the case, but no. A lot of things kept running wild inside my brain. Awful ones. I want to punch Sebastian in the face. Stab him with a knife straig
"Is it true that we were fooled earlier?" One of the attendees, I believe, was one of my classmates asked in the group chat. "The man who announced the winners was not the Young master?" "Didn't you recognize him? That was Zachary, our new classmate." "The audacity. Is it true that he was pretending to be the Young Master?" "It was no longer new to us that Zachary was that kind of person. A troublemaker. We hated him to the deepest part of our bones. You, guys, should, too. You were already part of his life as his new classmate. He was like a contiguous disease. Better expect all your lives would get ruined, too." "He was once a member of this group chat, but he voluntarily removed himself from the group. We don't need him here. You, guys, better be prepared. We're done with his ugly face. He's an ungrateful bastard who had no shame. After everything we did to him. You should find a valid reason to kick him out of the school." The audacity to claim such words. I could barely remem
The weight of my attorney's words cut deeper into my heart, mind, body, and soul. He used my son to provoke my decision-making. I needed to choose between Celestine and Noah, but both of them were too important for me. His disappearance from the meeting room put me into a deafening silence, but the remnants of his heavy words remained, dominating all the corners. All I could hear was my heartbeats racing, bothered and helpless. I looked into the documents in my hands, trying to read and understand them one by one, but my worries and fears were more bothering me as they surpassed my ability to think straight. One of the duly signed testimonies was from Adeline. It states, "The Lincolns were the worst among the family I have worked with. Divina Lincoln is a monster you should avoid. Every time I committed a mistake, despite being small, she would penalize me by hurting me physically instead of correcting me or at least giving me another chance to correct my mistake. Lo
Startled, I bolted to the exit but when I reached the doorway, our next professor blocked me from skipping his class. "Skipping is strictly forbidden in my class, Mr. Llamas. Get back to your seat or I'll drop you from my class." I attempted to reach out to the doorknob but he slammed the door closed and stood still in front of me as if he had no plan of stepping away from his spot unless I stepped back to my seat. "You're a new student, Mr. Llamas," he added. "Among your classmates, you are the one who needs to catch up on a lot of things, don't you agree with me? I'm not gonna say it again." Then he stepped away from the doorway. "I'll give you two choices, Mr. Llamas." he continued. "Your first choice would be. Once you get out of that door, I highly suggest you should drop off the class. Your second choice would be, if you stay, I'll consider giving you a chance to catch up." Considering how late I am for the semester, indeed, I had a lot of things to catch u
"At the count of five, you'd better leave the mansion if you dont want to see me in my beast mode!" Dad added before he slammed the surface of the table, which resulted in some of the plates and glasses nearby falling and breaking into pieces after dropping to the tiled floor. Before he could start the counting, everyone, including Mom and my cousins, evacuated the room in the blink of an eye. Their worries and fears have left marks in the air. I was about to follow them outside when Dad growled at me to stay on my spot. Dad was known for being calm and profound. Every time he gets mad about something, he prefers to address the situation in silence instead of threatening or yelling at us. Today was probably the first time that he let everyone see his wrath. "Bring that woman in an instant, Zachary!" Dad growled. "If you don't want me to kill that woman, you better bring that woman in front of me. Don't you dare trick me this time? I'm giving you ten minutes!" The ten-minute alloca
"Well, I mean..." he added, his voice calm but sharp. However, this time, his curious eyes were fixed on us in the backseat since the car had already stopped moving in the middle of the road. "Rumors in the office have it that the two of you were dating. Everything I heard was just rumors, wasn't it?" Jennie and I exchanged glances, both waiting for someone to speak up and tell the truth or lie to Mr. Randolph. "What you heard was not just rumors, Mr. Randolph. Jennie and I..." I paused for a few seconds to muster the courage to speak up. "We're married already. And we haven't told anyone about it apart from you." Mr. Randolph lowered his eyes to my hand as I reached Jennie's and rested them on my chest, showing off to him our wedding rings on our fingers. He will know about it eventually, so there's no point in hiding it. "God damn it, Zachary! What were you thinking, huh? Do you think marrying someone will solve something here?" Mr. Randolph yelled at us for the fi
The two followed and kept their distance behind me, similar to lost puppies. But I know their sharp eyes were fixed on me as if they were going to stab me with a knife. "Didn't she tell you she's going to cook dinner for all of us? Julian and Jelian will be joining, too. We hope you dont mind." Divina asked. "Not unless you two already told them about my identity, didn't you? I hope that won't be the case." I said sharply. "Because that would only fuel the rage and hatred I had for this disgusting family." "O-of co-course not, Young Master!" Roger obviously stuttered. "We may be the worst in-laws, but we already learned our lesson. Rest assured that your secret is safe with us, right, honey?" Divina nodded her head without asking further questions, making me feel at ease. As soon as we reached the kitchen, I was taken aback when someone I barely expected was helping Celestine. "Zachary, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in your class right now?
And undeniably, a part of me wanted her to stay as long as she wanted. I'm not stopping her. Needless to say, I missed her so badly even if none of us could turn back time. I wanted to hug her in my arms tightly until she felt suffocated and play my lips with her just like the old days. But I was controlling every fiber of my muscle that wanted to do all that. A lot of things changed between us. I have already vowed to spend the rest of my life with Jennie, making her the happiest woman in the world. Above all that, we promised to be the best version of being parents for our son. "I dont know what the hell is going on inside your head, Celestine, but I believe your parents could have told you that we are no longer a couple, aren't they?" I replied sharply while pretending to be busy at my desk to avoid making eye-to-eye contact with her. She nodded. "Indeed, Mom and Dad told me that we were no longer a couple before I lost my memories. They were the ones who told me y
"That's enough, gentlemen!" Mom spoke up. "Someone died and yet you are blaming each other. Aren't we supposed to blame the one who killed them and find justice? Let go of him!" "We're so sorry, Mrs. Fisher." one of Dad's bodyguards replied, his voice barely audible. Without asking further questions, they let go of their clasp from me and strode to the corner. "Zachary, we are here to pay respect to Mom and Dad." Mom uttered, her eyes swelling up. "Your dad even canceled his appointments just to visit them." Right. Mom loves Grams and Gramps as far as I can remember. She was once a devoted daughter to them before she married Dad. She barely spoke every time Dad was taking over the floor. But her life turned into a living hell since they got me. There was this one night when she attempted to run away from the mansion - away from Dad, but she failed drastically. She was locked up for a few months in the dungeon similar to a prisoner. That's how wicked Dad really wa
Our uncertain journey began when Jennie and I nervously sat on the couch in front of Dad's desk while waiting for him to get back from his meeting. "There's still time for a change of heart, Mr. Fisher." Jennie broke the deafening silence and towering wall that divided us. "I'll be giving you ten seconds to evacuate the room before the chairman arrives. And before you would regret it for the rest of your life." Regret. Did she think I might regret something for the rest of my life if I tied the knot with her? Perhaps she already noticed or heard the sound of my racing heartbeats. "One." she began counting. "Two." I joined her counting inside my brain. "Three." "Four." "Five." Reaching this far, my heart skipped a beat for a few seconds, attempting to consider her proposal. I still have five more to be able to run away. If and only Noah could talk and understand the situation his confused father is going through, I could have called him and sought his
None of them even considered the fact that the statement was also applicable to me. "Someone like me, that's completely ridiculous!" I could not help but scoff inwardly in disbelief. Well. What else could I say? All my cousins were born with a silver spoon in their mouths. Lucas managed to achieve his dream at a young age. He became the CEO of his own company, and his parents could be proud of his achievement. His achievements also helped his sister, Layne, to achieve her dreams. She got all kinds of support from her brother and parents, either love, financial, or even connections. My other cousins, Mark and Chris, have grown well as well. Their parents supported all their dreams. None of them experienced being in my shoes. To get humiliated, mocked, degraded, and kicked out of the family. It's easier for them to say "Someone like her" because they know nothing about Jennie. I was about to defend Jennie when one of the housemaids of the mansion approached me and whispe
I slightly crouched closer to her with the hope of having a better look at her face but to my surprise, she cracked her eyes open. Startled, with no way of escape, I closed my eyes and kissed her on the lips. "What are you doing?" she whispered to make sure Noah would not wake up. "Go-good night kiss?" I defensively uttered right after I removed my face from her face. Then I cleared my throat to avoid the stuttering of my voice when I was about to add, "Good night, Jennie. Thanks for keeping an eye on my son. You can now get back to your room." Gladly, Jennie didn't ask for further questions about the kiss even if I knew she had all the right to confront me. What I did could have startled her too. She could have bombarded me with questions but she chose to shut her mouth and evacuated the room. I guess we're even now. She kissed me before, so I was simply returning the favor. The next day, I woke up alone on the bed. Worries and fears sent shivers down my spine when
Startled, Jennie hurried to my spot and helped me up. "Zach, are you alright?" she asked before she yelled at her brother, "Julian, do you have any idea what you just do, huh? Are you out of your mind?" "Come on, sister Jennie. That bastard deserved to get beaten, not just a single punch." Jelian hissed back. "Do you even have the slightest idea what that moron did to our family? You should stay away from that monster before your life gets ruined as well." "You should leave this place in an instant, Zachary," Julian ordered. "You, of all people, should know better that most, if not all of us, hated and disagreed about you being part of the outing." "As much as it pains you, Julian, but you can't just shoo Zachary out of this place." Jennie defended me, her voice sharp and sounded scary for the first time. "To begin with, he was not here to join your class outing. We also had our company outing in the same place and time as yours. In fact, we are in the middle of playin