Isabella got worried when she saw Andrew's car outside her house. But she got even more scared when she saw that the front door was wide open and Andrew wasn't downstairs.She quickly went upstairs to her bedroom and was surprised to find Andrew and Deon making a mess and breaking things in her room."What are you guys doing in my house, huh? What?!" Isabella screamed. She quickly went up to Andrew and got surprised when she saw her ex-boyfriend holding a box with jewelry inside."Give it back! Give me back my jewelry!" Isabella wanted to get her jewelry back from Deon, but he stopped her by holding her hands tightly. "Hurry up and get everything, Dad. Don't let any of the things Dad gave her be left in this house." Deon gave an order that his father immediately answered with a nod. "No! What are you doing? Those things are mine! You can't just take them. Let go of me, Deon! Are you so poor that you take other people's jewelry, huh?!" Isabella kept complaining, and it made Deon fee
"No! I don't understand and will never try to understand you! What did I get out of this university for anyway? This university is not yours, Deon! My life doesn't belong to you either. So you have no right to expel me, let alone ask me to obey your orders!" Charles gripped Deon's hand from his collar in a rough way. Erick and Damian, who saw Charles brushing off Deon's hand violently, immediately became angry. They both immediately came forward and hit Charles several times. Seeing Erick and Damian, who immediately hit Charles, his other friends did the same. They beat Charles so many times that he was badly injured. This time Charles didn't fight back like he usually did. He let Deon and his friends hit him many times. Charles almost fainted from being beaten until one of the lecturers finally saw and broke them all up. "What's going on? Stop it!" The lecturer named, Margaretta shouted. When she saw Deon and his friends stop beating Charles, two immediately approached and helped
Tony was stunned. He knew that Charles was not a random person. Moving quickly, he approached Charles and apologized. "I'm sorry, Mr. Charles. I promise to improve this office so that I don't take anyone for granted anymore. Please forgive me. I request that you do not make a report to my superiors." Charles snorted. He wanted to teach a lesson to those policemen who consistently discriminated against people based on their position, but he didn't have time. "Alright, this time I'll give you a chance. Improve the leadership and management system of this police station, Mr. Tony! If I find out that you haven't changed at all, then don't blame me if you lose your job." "Yes, sir." Tony nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief that Charles still gave him a second chance to make things right. "You don't have to worry, Mr. Charles. As for your report, I will process it quickly." "That's good. I'll see how it goes." Charles came out of the police station. He drove his car to the campus. H
"You! How dare you humiliate me like this. You'll see, when I get out of this prison, I'll kill you on the spot!" Deon shook his cell. He tried to get out even though it was impossible. "How can you kill me? You can't even trap me, let alone kill me. Get a grip, Deon. Remember, there is still sky above the sky. Don't be arrogant!" Deon was panting with anger. He was speechless. Charles would be dead right now if his eyes could kill a person because of Deon's piercing gaze. "Are you saying that your father will save you? Right? Then, let me call your father and ask if he wants to release you or not." Charles took his cell phone and called Andrew. "Mr. Andrew, your favorite son wants to talk to you." He put their conversation on loudspeaker so Deon could hear directly what his father was talking about. "No need, Mr. Charles. Just tell him that I won't help him get out of jail. It's enough that he almost destroyed my company by fighting with you. If he gets out of jail later, he coul
"Sorry, Miss. You can't take these clothes because someone has already ordered them." The employee took back the clothes that Isabella had grabbed. "Huh, who wants to buy these clothes? I'll pay double if you give me these clothes." Isabella negotiated, was fascinated by the clothes, and was sure that her new boyfriend would look even more handsome if he wore them. "This outfit has already been ordered by this Miss and Sir."The employee signaled to Isabella that the person who had ordered and was going to buy the clothes was standing right next to her. Isabella quickly turned her body to see who it was, and she was really surprised to see Charles looking at her with a mean smile. "You?!" She pointed at Charles, but her finger was shaking a lot."Tsk, what are you here for? Is this world so narrow that I have to meet you again?" Isabella was really frustrated and upset. A while ago, Charles dumped her after she broke up with Andrew. Because of that, she lost someone who would give
"Why are you always looking at him, Babe? Are you interested in that guy you said was poor?" Dominic expressed his heart, and he was a little curious about the exaggerated response given by his girlfriend. "Y-yes? Why? Oh no, I'm not interested in him, Babe. I just find it curious how come he comes from a rich family, whereas as far as I know since childhood he lived in an orphanage." "An orphanage? Hm, maybe he was kidnapped as a child." Isabella furrowed her brows. "Kidnapped? How strange. Is that what life is like for people like you? You've been in danger since you were a child because you were born into a rich family." Dominic smiled wryly. There were so many horrible things that often happened in rich families. Not just kidnappings, even murders often occurred even though they were not published in the media. The hostility in the rich families was very scary. They usually play subtly, constantly hiring mafia or hitmen to fight their business opponents. "Being rich is not a
"Charl, aren't you asleep yet?" Michael approached his grandson, who was brooding by the pool. "Grandpa?" Charles looked back and was very surprised to see that his grandfather hadn't gone to bed yet, even though it was already 2 am. "Why aren't you sleeping?" Michael repeated his question. "It's nothing, Grandpa. I just feel that from tomorrow my life will change drastically from before. Now people know me as the heir to the Duke family, not a bodyguard anymore." Charles let out the thoughts that had been bothering him. "So what? Isn't that great? Don't you like your new status, Charl?" "I like it, Grandpa. It's just that when I think about how tragic my mother and father's lives were, I'm afraid that I'll have to go through the same thing when I lead the Duke family company." Michael exhaled harshly. "The events of 20 years ago were indeed horrible and imprinted on Grandpa's memory. Not only did I lose my son and daughter-in-law, but I also lost you. But that's all in the past
"Hey, have you heard yet? Charles is the son of a rich family!" "Really?" "Yes! Yesterday I went to a party thrown by his grandfather. And do you know who his grandfather is? Michael Duke! We know who he is, right? A very wealthy businessman and it turns out Charles is his grandson." "Well, it's only fitting that the police who came to this university didn't dare to arrest him." News of Charles spread quickly. Some people invited to the party were shocked to discover what the party was about. The person who had fought with Deon, whom they often saw as poor, was from a wealthy family. For a moment, they were grateful that they had done nothing wrong to Charles. They never imagined that they would have received a very painful retaliation from Michael if they had hurt Charles. Erick and Damian, who had also heard the news, were in disbelief. Their family had not been invited to the party last night because their family's position was not that high to attend parties of essential peo