William was at a conundrum and he felt a wave of helplessness wash through him as he couldn’t provide a solution at all. He couldn’t avoid the self-doubt that suddenly crawled into his consciousness. If he couldn’t even provide an escape from a trap like this, is he worthy of being the McArthur heir? It was already quite clear to him, from the day he signed the inheritance papers, that being a notable member of the McArthur family came with living every day, for the rest of one’s life, as a walking target for the countless enemies in the world who either craved the insurmountable power and influence that this mighty family possessed, or they simply want to see them crumble from their undisputed throne.Billiard McArthur had spent the vast majority of his life living in danger, and yet, he had survived every assassination attempt that had come his way, or else he wouldn’t be here alive. The man wasn’t just brilliant; he was also exceptionally clever and a uniquely quick-witted leader
William followed his grandfather’s commander’s gaze, and he could see that those special soldiers were either on their feet or bent on their knees. They all had very cautious but cold expressions on their faces as they realized that they were now trapped. William turned back to Commander Gideon. “What are your orders to with them?”Commander Gideon glared at those special soldiers as he spoke. “My orders are pretty straightforward, Young Master William. Your grandfather wants every single one of them dead. Their existence is a clear threat to your life. Their boss, Muhammad Bashan Khan, left them here to either kill you or die trying. It’s important to send him a clear message. He may not know your real identity, but that doesn’t mean we can’t act accordingly with a bit of discretion.” He spoke these words with a grave tone before taking a step back and bowing slightly to William. “Of course, the master has made it clear that no major action he taken before getting your permission
Commander Gideon looked at the scene. “Clean up this mess.” He then walked back to William with his hands still behind his back as he didn’t lift a single finger during the horrendous killing. He arrived at the young man’s side once again. “Are you satisfied with the results, Young Master William?”William involuntarily felt a bit creeped out by that question, but he shook his head with a calm demeanor. “We should get going. I believe Grandpa Bill is at home?”Commander Gideon nodded. “The master decided to take the day off knowing you would want to see him in your return.”Minutes later, William and his convoy were now back on the road, except they were no longer alone. A convoy of three luxurious cars and a lorry now included seven black jeeps. Commander Gideon was now in William’s car, occupying the passenger seat. William kept his gaze on the back of the commander’s head.“Young Master, I’m afraid you’ll end up drilling a fiery hole through my head with that gaze.” Commande
The McArthur estate’s main mansion buzzed with life, more so than usual. After all, their young master was back home.“Oh my god, is it just me, or has Young Master William gotten more handsome?”“Yeah! I thought I was the only one seeing things. He’s gotten even more….yummy-looking, and it has only been months, still a bit less than a year, that he was found by Master Billiard and Head Butler Mike.”“Despite those alluring features he got from his parents, it was actually a bit dim when he was initially found and brought back home. Even after his destiny was changed, his entire demeanor seemed a bit out of place. But now, he has returned as a whole new person.”“I think it’s the fact that he returned to his old life as this new person. That must have given him more than enough time to really adjust his demeanor.”“Well, whatever the reason is, he seems far more comfortable with his title. His demeanor was so upright yet charming. Ha! His smile……that smile of his is to die for.”
William, despite sending the mood his question had brought to the dining area, had no intention of backing down. “Grandpa, you promised to pass on this information to me, remember? When I picked the first twenty-five McArthur bodyguards, along with Abigail Luke as their leader, I had no idea what they were truly capable of. I had to learn of their true capabilities over the span of months, through the sparring sessions I had with them daily and during the moments I witnessed them showing off their prowess in front of others.” He sat up straight as he shifted his gaze between the two older men. “When that shameless bastard, Woodruff, attacked me at Andre’s condo, I was worried that those seven McArthur bodyguards were dead, only for you to inform me that they were merely recuperating and needed to regenerate the amount of blood they had lost. It was then I also learned that McArthur bodyguards who fail to properly protect the McArthur family member they are charged with will endure so
Billiard had just taken a sip of his herbal tea once more, and he sighed at the soothing warmth spread through his body as he dropped the cup back on the dining table. “That will be answered tomorrow. We’ve had enough for tonight.” His facial expression conveyed his seriousness over this decision.William was not content about this, of course, not when he was starting to get into it. “But….”“Young Master William, the master has had a very tiresome day. He didn’t leave the McArthur estate so he could have this dinner with you. Unfortunately, that meant, he had to attend to some things remotely, which took up more effort. You know your grandfather is not as young as he used to be. Please, let him rest up tonight. Tomorrow, all will be made clear to you.”William could only sigh as he dropped himself deeper into his seat, looking somewhat dejected. “Fine, tomorrow then.”Billiard simply smiled at his grandson, silently appreciating his understanding, before he was gently helped up
William could only soak in the guilt he was currently feeling at making his friends worry about him this much. Unknown to them, he was in the safest place possible. They thought he was interning at a foreign elite-tier company but had no idea that this company was literally owned by his maternal grandfather. He couldn’t be anymore safer than here.William spent a few more minutes reassuring them as best as he could before moving on to other topics. By the time the call was over, he had learned that Tracy was the new undisputed beauty goddess of BAU while Andre had become one of the most notable ‘hot stuff’ on campus. This was, of course, slightly due to his close relationship with William. Also, the Camillo twins had stopped attending the usual classes. Ever since the incredibly shameful crash of Woodruff Camillo’s net worth, both Donald and Wilson were unwilling to keep showing their faces on campus. These two had spent their every day, right from the first day of their freshmen ye
In the next few seconds, Manager Jeremy began sobbing on the phone. “Boss, I…I can’t believe this! Are you serious? Oh my God….”“Calm down, Manager Jeremy.” William had one hand in his pajamas, striking a cool pose, while maintaining his calm voice. “Look, I don’t usually give away my shares to my managers. So note that this will never happen again.”The reason William had done this was simple: he felt extremely guilty about this manager. The chaos that rained down on the Sand Club Estate was because of him. Woodruff Camillo and Veronica Parker had come after that establishment because they knew it belonged to him. The week-long suffering that Manager Jeremy and the employees endured was because of him, and that was a burden even 15% of his shares at the club estate will never erase. Yet, doing this, along with compensating the injured, traumatized, and the dead, might ease the guilt eating at him every time he remembers what they went through.“Mr. Andre Leverque will present th