The Invincible Billionaire

The Invincible Billionaire. Chapter 3.

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William was very confused.

What the hell happened was what he was asking himself?

Am I dead or what?

Am I in a dream was all William was asking himself?

He last thing he remembered was the fact he was about to die by the hands of all this men but now he’s confused to see that they are the ones dead.

The huge man who was proud and feeling all strong fled away like an abused child when looking at him.

It was the opposite outcome of what he expected to happened.

Another mystery were the bloodstains on his hands. He could tell that they weren’t his. The only other people who were bloodily injured here were the dead men in black.

William didn’t want to believe it but everything was pointing at the thought…

“Did I…do this?”

“No you didn’t!”

A voice swiftly caught Williams attention which caused him to look at his right to see a man leaning on the wall of the Alleyway with a calm expression.

It was a handsome young man that didn’t lose to William in terms of look at all.

He had a set of slanted eyes similar to William’s eyes but his black eyes gave this kind of cold glare. He was smiling but his smile wasn’t actually a smile.

He was wearing a classic black suit. Both his hands were inside his pocket giving off this calm and reserved presence.

William could feel that something about this man was not normal so he couldn’t help but ask.

“Who are you?”

***

The three drunkards hiding inside the big  waste bin were all asking themselves one question.

Were they still drunk or what? Because the things they have seen were certainly not normal.

However, the three of them have all been drunkards for a longtime to tell when they were under the effect of a drink.

They just couldn’t believe what just happened.

A few minutes ago they all saw the poor guy under the mercies of the people trying to assassinate him.

Just when they were all about to pray for the soul of the young man something they never expected happened.

The young guy got back up and beat them all up as if it was easy for him. He literally did all kind of horrified manner of fighting to bring down the assassins.

Even with the unfairness in numbers against the young man he took every single one of them down. The assassin had guns but their guns couldn’t talk stop the young man.  Even the huge man that looked like a giant was dealt with swiftly.

The three drunkards were not just left in fear but also shock to see what had transpired.

After the young man said something the huge man ran away with his injuries.

They were all scared of the being caught  within what the assassins were about to do to the young man but now they were much more scared of the young man.

The three of them didn’t dare to come out of the waste bin yet. They just continued peeking not trying to make any sound to make their presence noticed as they watched the young man talking and looking at nothing.

***

“Who are you?” William feeling curious and uncomfortable along with fear.

The handsome black haired man smiled once again with a hint of sadness in his eyes that only lasted for a second and said.

“I am Charles Morgan”

William heard what the man said but hearing what the man said didn’t help solve his confusion. Although, he does know about the name Morgan.

Before he could say anything else the atmosphere became noisy.

The wheels of another set of luxurious cars pulling over at the entrance of the alleyway caught his attention.

This time William’s expression instantly became sour. The last time he saw many cars like this it didn’t end well so he wasn’t willing to find out if this will be like the last time or not.

William was already preparing to run away when Charles spoke out.

“Relax they are not here to hurt you.”

“And why should I trust you?” William asked not feeling settled.

“Because I was the one who helped you. Someone tried to kill you and they will definitely try to do so again if you run. Listen to me and I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen again.”

William looked at Charles studying him to find out if he was lying but thinking about what Charles said made sense. Besides if Charles wanted to hurt him he would have done that before he woke up.

“Okay.” William stopped and stood as he watched the car opened to reveal many men dressed in red suits.

“Right another set of bodyguards…” William muttered, not taking his eyes away from what was happening.

The body guards all walked towards him and created a path and then an old man dressed in black and white suit like a butler walked forward with calm steps till he got to William.

The old man looked at William in the eyes with a wary expression and said. “I am Clark. The head butler from the Morgan family.”

“So you know him?” William instantly pointed at Charles.

The head bultler looked into the direction William pointed at and saw nothing.

“Know who? Besides there’s no one there.”

“Can’t you see him. It’s Charles Morgan he should be from your family.”

“Charles Morgan?” Hearing the name William just muttered, Clark expression suddenly became more serious as he gave off this cold aura. “ Young man the reason I am here is because the CCTV camera here caught you fighting with the Morgan’s martial arts style. Something only someone from the Morgan family can do and you fought like my late master, Mr Charles Morgan. Young Master Charles never taught anyone how to fight like him much less an outsider so tell me…Who are you?”

Hearing what Clark just said caused William  to become more confused. First, from the looks of it…Mr Clark can’t see Charles leaning on the wall with a plain expression and he just mentioned late Master Charles, which meant Charles was already dead. Then the fact that the old man said he was the one who massacred all this men using Charles way of fighting…

“What…the..” William couldn’t complete his statement at the shock of of his realization.

“Yes I am a ghost. They can’t see me or hear me William. Only you can.” Charles said as if he could read his mind and then he took calm steps towards him. “My friend I need your help.”

“My help?” Charles asked still bewildered about everything.

Are ghost supposed to be even real? He has not even gotten enough time to digest that Charles is a ghost yet Charles is already asking for his help.

“Young man what are you talking about?” Clark looked at William with serious eye’s already losing patience.

“Instead of talking to nothing in public because they can’t see me how about you request a meeting with Clark in private and I’ll answer all your questions. Don’t worry you can trust Clark. He was my right hand man when I was alive”

It was still very unbelievable! However, William was quick to do the needful.

William looked at Clark and said. “Can I speak to you in private and I’ll answer all your questions?”

***

Clark took William into the limousine and ordered the bodyguards to leave them alone.

If it’s talking in privacy he can at least grant this stranger the benefit of a doubt but if this stranger can’t give him a proper explanation of how he knows about late master Charles and how he can fight like him then he won’t be too polite any longer.

William on the other hand got a few seconds to calm down to take in the sight of the interiors of the expensive limousine. He had to admit in his heart that it was a beautiful sight to see but having this thoughts occupying his mind was the least of his problem now.

“Now who are you?” Clark asked.

“My name is William Axton.”

“Okay Mr Axton. Tell me how do you know about Master Charles and how can you use his martial art technique?”

“I don’t necessarily know him and I know you are not going to believe what I’ll say but I can see Charles’s ghost.” William answered calmly as possible.

“Ghost?…” Clark eyes became more serious. “Mr Axton if you are joking with me you will be sorry…”

“He knows that you won’t believe me. So since he’s here with us he said you should ask me about what only you both know and he will tell me to say it.”

Clark just couldn’t believe it but the young man sounded very convincing besides no idiot would bring up such a story in this kind of situation.

After a minute of silence Clark looked at William and said. “Okay. There was one time Charles got into trouble as a kid when he was twelve. He stole something important from his father that would put him in trouble. What was it? And Apart from me and him who else knows about it?”

William looked at Charles. Charles looked at him back with a smile and said.

“Tell him that I stole Dad’s scarvenger’s Ring and because of that it created an uproar in the whole mansion. And the only person who knew apart from the me and him was My Dad.”

With a serious expression William said what he had heard from Charles.

“If you say you can see Charles ghost then how can you fight like him?”

William looked at Charles and then back at Clark.

“It’s because he can possess my body.”

It may be stupid but thinking about it things started to make sense. Just looking at William he could tell that William was a nobody and had no high status in society and even at that there’s no way William should be able to fight exactly like Charles. The Morgan family martial arts is something not just anyone can learn especially an outsider. It’s the family’s heritage.

He has watched the CCTV footage over and over again. William had taken down those assassins just like how Charles would have done and also he has seen supernatural things so that gave him more reason to believe what William was saying.

“Is…Master Charles here now?” Clark asked still trying to take it all in.

“Yes.” William nodded.

“Greetings young Master.” Clark instantly bowed even if he couldn’t see Charles.

“It’s been a while my friend. Tell him I greet him back.” Charles said to William.

“He’s says he greets you friend.” William said.

Hearing the word friend from William’s mouth made Clark eye glittered. He knew Charles didn’t just see him as a servant but also as a friend. It made him even more convinced that Williams words were true.

After seeing that Clark was convinced William turned to Charles and asked. “Now tell me what do you need my help with?”

He had not forgotten the conversations they were having before Mr Clark arrived. Charles said he needed his help. He knew how it was when rich people needed his help. Lady Michelson and his wife had approached like this at his lowest low just like now. He’s not willing to go into any kind of stupid deal out of desperation this time.

“Now we are talking” Charles smiled at William with a mischievous glint in his eyes and continued. “I want you to become the Morgan’s family heir.”