Henry was breathing heavily as he was forcibly made to stand up. He was going to sue the princess and Leo to court for this horrible treatment after he gets well, he thought in his mind. As the soldier released him, so he could stand on his own, he ended up falling to the ground. The beating was too hard for him to bear. He passed out. Melissa signaled on the soldiers. "Tell him to take him to the hospital." Leo realized it was time for his meeting with the king, so he hurried off. He had watched his wish come true. He felt no pity for Henry believing that if he was in the same condition as him, he would have treated him worse. The doctors rushed to the theater when they heard it was the son of Sir Patrickson of the Patrickson Group of Companies that was being tortured this way. They tried to question the soldiers of what happened to him, most already suspected they must have caught him on the road and tortured him. Acting out of pride because they were armed, they refused to a
"And you aren't going to say anything with the insult your daughter is giving to me?" Sir Patrickson turned towards the king complaining, his face was so bitter. The king made an indifferent gesture towards him. Sir Patrickson breathed so heavily, he would never let them go without being punished but not in the palace as it seemed they had a lot of power in the palace. It was their domain, so he wouldn't get any justice should he start a fight here. He gestured to his men and they left with him without saying a word. "We will stage an ambush outside for Leo, the Princess too." He told the head officer. "Don't you think the case will get complicated should we include the princess?" The leader of the men asked. They all seemed uncomfortable with the ambush topic. "I think the best thing for you to do sir is to sue them in court, maybe an international court where they would not be able to pervert justice," a second officer contributed. Sir Patrickson paused and thought about this f
Leo wasn't expecting this but he vowed to deal with anyone that would further come into his way, because of Henry. He was furious as he trekked on foot back to the palace. He looked like a demon that was let out of a cage. The security at the gate came out in their numbers to ask what happened. He was now one of the most important personalities in the palace, he didn't say a word to them. The king was having a meeting with one of his senior officials about making him the prime minister. Leo wanted to tell him that he might kill Henry and his dad, Sir Patrickson. The king asked for no disturbance, so the security didn't let him in. Melissa came out to meet him here. "What's going on? Why do you look this way?""Hmm," he sighed. He was tired of questions, so he just turned around and left. Melissa stood right there frozen in shock, especially as she saw the bruises on his skin. "Wait! Wait!" She couldn't catch up with Leo's speed. Vengeance was on Leo's heart, instead of going back
"Has he gone insane?" The officer who confessed whispered to the rest. None of them were expecting this. "But I said sir, Leo and the princess, Melissa has a hand in the robbery of your company, now runned by your son." He shouted boldly. "Is that how to pay a thief, an armed robber and rights abuser?" He shook his head with disgust. Sir Patrickson yelled. "Will you be silent or you will continue to tell me what to do, leaving your rightful job?""But you asked us........""Take him away!" He motioned to his colleagues. They forced him away, dragging him far away as he persisted, two pulled their hands over his mouth so he wouldn't say much. Henry stepped back, as he wasn't sure of what his dad was up to. His mind was telling him his dad was now a traitor. He was hiding at the corner having a puzzled face. His eyes stared out wide as he watched what was going on.In his eyes, he was an influential man whose standing was at the top of San Marino. How could he reduce himself so l
Sir Patrickson drove to the International Court of Patrickson and stopped his car before the main entrance of the court. He was a popular capitalist, so the paparazzis came in their numbers to question him. He waved at them. "Not ready for any questions."He walked into the court, painted white. His presence here created a scene. "What's Sir Patrickson doing here?""What's he here for?" Everyone who set eyes on him murmured among themselves. He didn't look at anyone but walked directly to the elevator. He pressed the tenth floor which was the registry hall. Here all cases were registered. The staff working here at the registry room were busy on their system with their headphones when they got an alert through their sound system that an important personality was here to see them. Allison, the assistant of the judge rushed over to meet him. Sir Patrickson had come a long way here, he didn't mind the distance, he wanted to make sure that his son gets the justice he deserves. "Hello
When Sir Patrickson returned from the court, he was crestfallen. The judge had been clear: he did not have enough evidence to sue the royal government, and if he persisted, he could face serious consequences. And the worst part was that his son could be arrested. He was so angry and frustrated, and he couldn't believe that the system had failed him.He stormed out of the courtroom, not even stopping to talk to Allison, the assistant judge. He knew that there was nothing more he could do. He had failed, and now he had to face the reality of his situation. His son's business was ruined, and his reputation was in tatters. All he could do was try to rebuild, but it would be a long and difficult road.As Sir Patrickson walked through out of the International Court of Industry, he was met with cold stares and whispers. The people had heard about what had happened, and they were not sympathetic to his cause. He had once been a respected figure in the community, but now he was a pariah. It wa
Henry Patrickson sat at his desk, staring at the bank statements in front of him. He had lost so much money in the robbery, far more than he could ever afford to lose. And as the reality of the situation sank in, he felt his rage building. He began to tremble, his fists clenched so tight that his knuckles turned white. He stood up, knocking over his chair, and began to pace back and forth, his breath coming in gasps.He started to smash things, throwing books and papers across the room, kicking over furniture.Finally, he stopped, panting and sweating, his heart pounding in his chest. And as the rage subsided, he was left with a deep sense of shame. He had lost control, acting like a child instead of a man."Leo, you bastard!" Henry seethed, his voice hoarse with rage. "You took everything from me! You took my wife, my money, my reputation! And now you've taken my dignity, with your little puppet, Melissa. I swear I'll make you pay for this! You'll regret the day you ever crossed me!"
"What?" he snapped. "What is it?""Henry, I know this is difficult, but you need to hear me out," his father said, his voice calm and patient. "I know the outcome wasn't what we wanted, but we need to figure out what to do next.""What do you want me to do?" Henry asked, his tone bitter."The judge was not happy with the case you brought to him," his father said. "He felt that you didn't have enough evidence to sue the royal government, and he said that if you continued to pursue this, you could face serious consequences. He said that you needed to drop the case, and focus on fixing the problems within your company.""But they robbed me!" Henry protested, his voice rising. "They stole from me! They deserve to be punished!""I understand that you're angry," his father said, "but you need to calm down and think about this rationally. I know this is difficult, but we need to think of a way forward. The judge was clear that if you continue to pursue this case, you could end up in prison.