The Godfather's Heir.

Chap. 13 Poor Young Men

"Her name is Maria Soriano, the only daughter of Mark Soriano. Owner of Soriano Corporation, a car company. 

Smith Corporation's most formidable rival. Mark Soriano is also the owner of the western underworld organization."

"Maria was my junior at Cambridge university. She helped me a lot when I was poor and struggling. We separated after I graduated and started my own business in this country."

"Just friends?"

"More than that."

"W-what do you mean?" Magdalena's eyes began to heat up.

"She's my helper; she once saved me during a big duel between gangsters fighting for territory. I would almost die if Maria didn't get me to the hospital in time."

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Ten years ago, Cambridge University.

Jonathan comes to the lavish building of one of the best universities in the world with a look of awe. The spirit of learning, seeking knowledge so that they can start a business and become a successful person, flares up because his mother's health requires large amounts of money for medical expenses.

However, it was only a step before he entered the university grounds. Sounds of discord and insults began to sound.

"Who is that? Poor young man, how come he's here?" said one of the students who looked dapper and fashionable. Standing near a Ferrari brand racing motorbike. He stood cocky, with his arms crossed, scorning Jonathan.

"Tsk… I feel nauseous; I have to see scum in the campus yard in the morning." a red-haired girl, dressed in a sexy dress, came up to the young man, then glued it.

"That's right, blurry the view. What a poor stupid young man!" another student insults Jonathan.

A gray t-shirt and faded jeans make Jonathan look like a young man of the suburbs moving around looking for work. Wearing local brand sneakers that are no longer up to date. His brown hair seemed to grow longer than his ears. His backpack looked worn and had holes here and there. Thick glasses, adding to the impression of geeky and stupid.

"Excuse me?" Jonathan tried to get past the group of students who insulted him earlier. He could not pass because their legs were deliberately straightened in the middle of the campus entrance.

"There seems to be a buzzing bee." mocked the student who had a Ferrari racing motorbike earlier.

"Not bees, but rather the sound of mosquitoes that deserve to be patted to death and not to bother you anymore."

"Hahaha ...," the laughter of the campus students sounded booming. Mockery and placement Jonathan's pride.

"What's this?" the haughty young man turned and saw the silver necklace around Jonathan's neck. He tried to pull the chain.

Jonathan's hands clenched; the necklace was a relic of his late biological father. The only thing left was the pile of debt from the bankrupt business and the rest of his dad's medical bills.

'Damn it, you bastard!' cursed Jonathan in his heart. He didn't want to; those ignorant and dirty hands were touching his necklace.

"Just pull the necklace and put the necklace around Dodo's neck." Dodo is the name of a dog that was deliberately placed on campus to maintain security at night.

"Bastard...!" Jonathan punched the young man who took the necklace left by his late father. But unfortunately, Jonathan's hands hanging in the air because Jonathan's hands were caught from behind by two mob members. Jonathan's hand was twisted and pushed back a second later until he fell. Jonathan felt pain in his hand from the sprain. The push earlier made his body feel even more crushed.

Jonathan curled up on the ground holding the mocker's legs, which were on his stomach.

"How does it feel, huh?"

"You want this necklace? Do you want me to give it back to you?" the young man laughed, trifling Jonathan.

"Just give it to Dodo," the red-haired girl, the young man's boyfriend, sneered at the man and spat on Jonathan's body.

"Good idea, honey." the young man swung Jonathan's silver necklace over his head.

"Come on, take it." the young man toyed with Jonathan.

Jonathan moved his body, struggling to fight the young man's legs from his stomach.

"Trying to break free, huh?! Feel this, loser!" the young man raised it high and moved it down quickly.