The door to the empty bar creaked open, its fragile hinges making a squeaking sound as it was pushed too forcefully. Wayne was behind the bar wiping glass cups with a cloth when the men walked in, causing his shoulders to slump in fear. The men, dressed in black coats and dark sunglasses, had a leader who stood in front, always speaking. His name was Drex. "Hey, you old fool, where the hell is my money!" he approached Mr. Jones. Mr. Jones was also behind the counter, owing these men a substantial sum of money. They wanted their money back, but Mr. Jones didn't have it. He was very poor and had borrowed money from these gangsters to save his business, support his son Wayne, and himself. "Drex, the loan term isn't up yet. I don't have your money now," Mr. Jones said, his trembling voice revealing the trouble they were in. Wayne clenched his fists and watched them closely. "Shut up! Do you have the nerve to tell me when I should get my money back, huh?" Drex asked. His brows furrow
"A billionaire? How can an envelope make me a billionaire, Father?"Wayne asked with a look of disbelief on his face as he furrowed his eyebrows."The envelope contains a train ticket, a map, and a letter. If you follow the map correctly, you will reach a large mansion, tell the guards you want to see Mrs. Emilia, then give her the letter inside.""No, father, I'm not leaving you here like this." Wayne told his father firmly.He knew that Drex would return as he had promised and he wouldn't leave him here."Go pack your things. Stop being stubborn! Drex will be back soon, and I'm sure they'll do something worse. Do this for me, for us!" Mr. Jones pleaded."Father, can I get a say in this?""You will know when you meet Mrs. Emilia." Wayne hesitated before finally running to grab his duffel bag, and slinging it over his shoulder."What's going to happen to you when I leave?""Don't worry, I'll be fine." His father reassured him.Wayne took one last deep look at him."I'm going, but I'l
Mrs. Emilia swiftly alerted all members of the Cooper family about the urgent situation at hand, resulting in a bustling living room within the hour.The paper circulated among them, reaching Mr. Cooper last. The room fell silent as all awaited his words.In this household, the only two individuals with authority and power were Mr. Cooper and his wife, Mrs. Emilia.A coveted position of influence that everyone desired, creating a cutthroat environment where Amber and her parents found themselves at the bottom of the hierarchy, with no hope of inheritance.Mr. Cooper cleared his throat and spoke,"Indeed. This is my father's signature, and Amber will be wed to this young man in a month's time."Instantly, the room erupted into murmurs."Oh no!""I can't believe this.""Well, she deserves him." These disparaging remarks swirled around, with glances of disdain directed towards Wayne and Amber."How can a poor, homeless man be accepted into this family?""No way! My daughter cannot marry
Wayne knitted his eyebrows and looked at her, he could tell her any amount he needed and go home to his father so he could pay off his debt, but his instincts kept telling him no."I'm sorry, but I can't do that, Amber, I'm not a liar, and I've come a long way to honor my father's wish so I can't go back." Wayne explained with a straight face."So you're just here to ruin my life? I can't believe you!" Amber said angrily, and then stomped out of the room in a rage.Aunt Matilda was sitting on the porch with her husband and daughter Bailey when Bailey said."I can't believe Amber's getting married to a homeless man." "Well, she deserves him," Mr. Nathan said, taking a sip of his orange juice."We were looking for a way to remove Amber from the heir list and also from the will, but I guess fate has done it all," Aunt Matilda said mockingly."You're right Mother, she belongs to the poor family now, that smelly dirty slave," Bailey said as they all burst out laughing."I don't want to se
“These past weeks have been the worst days of my life.“ Wayne said to himself. The Coopers family had maltreated him so much these past few weeks, turning him into something less than a mere slave, he had gone days without eating, he washed their dishes, did their laundry, cleaned every corner of the enormous mansion, and even washed their underwear. His head came down and his eyes found his reflection in the mirror. Next second, Wayne balled his hand and swung it at the mirror. The first thung he felt was pain, he watched the glass break into big pieces and he watched as the big pieces landed on the floor and shattered into all pieces. He saw the blood dripping from the cuts in his hand, at first he made no attempt to clean it but soon it would form a pool and he wanted to avoid that. He grabbed a napkin and pressed it on his hand. The pain registered and he winced. Suddenly his bedroom door opened and Mr Nathan walked in. His eyes fell on the shattered pile of glass a
The first thing Wayne noticed as he regained consciousness was the steady beeping of the heart monitor.As Wayne's senses slowly returned, he could feel his fingers twitching and then his toes. The scent of antiseptic crept into his nose. He heard two unfamiliar voices murmuring, both men."I think he's awake," one said softly."Thank God, I thought I had lost him," the other replied with relief.Wayne gently began to open his eyes. The room seemed blurry for a few seconds until his vision became clearer.Gradually, Wayne made out the figure of a man in white scrubs and another man who looked muscular for his age."My son, you're awake!" the older man exclaimed as he approached Wayne."Where am I?" Wayne asked, bewildered."You're in my house, Wayne," the man explained."Why am I in a hospital and why are you calling me your son? Who are you?" Wayne questioned. "Wait a minute. I think I've seen this guy before. He is with Drex when they attacked me!""What the hell?!" Wayne yelled as
A few days later, Wayne was finally ready to return to the Coopers family.Drex drove Wayne back to the Cooper's mansion, and a few blocks away, Wayne tapped Drex on the shoulder, startling him.“Sir…Master Wayne, what can i do for you?“ Drex stuttered.“Stop me here.“ Wayne ordered leaning back on the seat and without any hesitation Drex stopped the car.“I'm finally back .“ Wayne said, something under his breath, with a smile on his lips.When Wayne got out of the red Lamborghini, Drex came out and knelt down.“Please, Wayne, forgive me. I didn't mean to kill you. If you don't forgive me, your father will kill me. I didn't mean to hurt you, Wayne. You can hit me. I don't care. I'll do anything to own up to what I did.” Drex pleaded.“You know what? You hit me.” Wayne mumbled something.“What? Never! I would never do that to you, Wayne.” Drex hesitated.“You want me to forgive you? Hit me, hit me really hard to the extent I bleed. It's not a request, Drex. It's an order. Come on, do
It was a Saturday morning, Wayne had gone to the garden, he loved the smell of the flowers and the sounds of the chirping birds, he spent most of his mornings there or when the Cooper's family didn't send him on an errand, the garden had become his favorite and only place in the Cooper's mansion.He heard footsteps and hoped it wasn't Aunt Emilia or her husband, or worse, Aunt Matilda."Wayne!" Amber called out."My grandfather asked to see both of us." She said. Wayne got up from the grass he was lying on."I need you to be at your best for us, because whatever you do affects me, okay?" Amber mumbled."All right, let's go." He said.They both arrived at Mr. Cooper's office, where Mrs. Emilia, Mr. Nathan, Mrs. Matilda, Mr. Oliver and Mrs. Laurette were all sitting, staring at Wayne with hate and anger.And it was then that he knew he was in for another problem."I called you all here because I am going to let Wayne to work for our company!" Mr. Cooper said."What?! No way, you can't l