On the same night, a number of popular philanthropists gather at the Governor's residence in Meelwent District. They are members of a foundation called the Grassroots Economic Fund.The house is not too big, but it isn’t too bad for a governor. It is located not too far from where Naomi currently lives.Apparently, Naomi also attends the event, being accompanied by her fake boyfriend, Thomas. Of the many luxury cars in the governor's yard, only Naomi's car looks the most humble and old.The appearance of that beetle car steals the attention of many people. How could it not? Although these philanthropists said they cared about the fate of the grassroots, in reality they are just a bunch of arrogant rich people.“I bet they're here looking for donations. Or maybe, to submit a business proposal to us.”“But we didn’t come here to do charity, did we?”“Of course, no! But you know them. Just like flies, they will always flock to us wherever we gather.”“Someone needs to kick them out of her
Naomi looks so anxious, and tries to clear things between her and Morgan. “Hey, wait! That was only a misunderstanding between us. You don’t have to call the police!”But Morgan keeps silent with his ugly arrogant smile, holding a phone to his ear waiting for the call to connect. A few seconds later...[6-9-9! What’s your emergency?]“My name is Morgan Mitchell, the governor’s son. There’s a serious criminal in my house at the moment. My men have arrested him. Please send some people here!”Naomi is clouded with anxiety now, her face looks desperate. And Morgan, he looks so satisfied, chuckling with his sinister grin.The Meelwent police station is not too far from the governor's residence. In less than 10 minutes, two police cars arrive at the scene.However, these police cars unable to enter the gate because of cars from other invited guests blocking their way. One of them is actually Adam Saunders, who is currently accompanied by Alfred as his personal driver.“I didn't expect it to
Naomi receives the keys and holds it tightly. She points her index finger at Morgan's face, warning him of the consequences of his actions. “Mark my words! Your ignorance will cost your father’s career as governor in this city!”Morgan is taken aback, looking confused because of Naomi’s words. Somehow, he feels an odd anxiety, but still thinks that she is only speaking nonsense.“Was that a threat?” He chuckles, forcing an indifferent look. “What can a peasant like you do to me? Need I remind you of my status here? I’m Morgan Mitchell, the son of the most powerful man in Drada! Who are you to threaten me?”With face red painted by anger, Naomi stares at Morgan with so much resentment. Not having any mood to give any explanation regarding her true identity, she chooses to get into her car.Outside the gate, as the police escort Thomas, they have the chance to run into Adam Saunders. Adam even deliberately stands right in front of Thomas as if blocking his way.But the police don’t scol
Can you imagine a situation, where you managed to get your hands on the 50 carat vivid blue diamond you had been dreaming of for years?But, unfortunately, your servant stupidly throws the diamond into the river like a worthless pebble.That is Jackson Mitchell's situation right now. He is so shocked with a gaped mouth, finding it hard to believe the ladies’ testimonies.As soon after he salvages his sanity, he immediately rushes out of the house while ranting with an awry confusion.“Why the hell did they throw her out?”Once he gets outside, he finds three servants relaxing, squatting on the edge of the driveway on the left side of the house near a cabin for a workshop.They look so engrossed in conversation, holding cups of coffee and smoking cigarettes. Their carefree attitude only makes Jackson Mitchell even more frustrated.He approaches them with heavy quick steps that his fat belly starts shaking up and down. The three servants realize the possibility of an incoming disaster.O
“I don’t care what you did with this lowly whore! I’m asking you! Why the hell did you kick Naomi out of my house! You’ve been only at home for a week, yet you’ve already ruined a year-worth of campaign!”Jackson isn’t holding back in venting out his frustration. Morgan is now rubbing his red cheek, looking confused, still oblivious about what made his father so angry.This spoiled son doesn't know the situation and struggles of his father all this time. He doesn't understand how difficult it is to compete in the gubernatorial election independently against people who have the support of political parties.“Naomi?” Morgan mumbles with confusion.“I am only who I am today thanks to the support of the people who funded my campaign. And they all revolved around her late mother, you know that? It was her mother who paid your tuition since high school. Even for your college, she had paid everything beforehand!” Jackson explains it impatiently, with a desperate face painted by anguish.Only
Something Jackson hasn’t realized yet, his son is actually dating a third grade high school girl who is going to graduate in two months.Girls at her age, it’s hard to predict what they are going to do when they are so broken like this. While Jackson is still staring blankly at the crowd with a pale face, the girl kicks his crotch.The previous three servants, who are still there in front of the cabin, simultaneously show their painful expression.“Ewwww!!!”Jackson kneels down, holding the excruciating pain in his nuts. And the girl, she is now running away while asking for help.“Please! Help me! I was raped! The Governor’s son has raped me!”She stumbles a few times, and then crawls toward the crowds. She is lying, for sure. But her terrible state, that pale terrified face, anguish and desperation, they are not fake at all.She is so pretty yet skinny, looking fragile that easily invites people’s sympathy. A kindhearted middle-aged lady approaches her while taking off her long fur
- Let me take you back to approximately two hours ago, when Thomas was being taken to one of Meelwent police stations. -This is not the Drada police headquarters, only a branch office of the Metropolitan Police Department of the District of Meelwent.It doesn’t look too busy, because Meelwent is the district with the lowest crime rate in Drada, not a suitable place for police officers who expect to rise quickly.It is safe to say that Thomas' case has the potential to be the biggest case they will ever handle, and those police officers are certainly looking so excited right now.“Gabriel! Get out and tell everyone we just caught a big fish!”“Oh, sure!”That officer named Gabriel rushes out of the car, and runs excitedly. But then, he stops and looks back, calling his partner who is going to take Thomas out of his car.“Hey, Kevin! Be careful with that man! You never know what that guy can do in that situation!”“Just be quick!”To be treated like a big criminal, Thomas can only put o
Officer Scott looks so curious. He takes out the bullets from the loader one by one, and indeed the loader is still at its maximum capacity.But still, these two officers look confused about what Thomas is trying to convey with his argument. And Thomas realizes their confusion.“Give me a break!” Thomas continues underestimating them with a funny look. “You don’t realize what’s wrong with the gun! Yet, you still act like the big shots in front of me!”“So what if the loader is still full?” Officer Scott inquires, his face looks irritated.“That son of the Governor, didn't he accuse me of firing my gun to scare him?” replies Thomas rhetorically. “Now you see it for yourselves, I haven’t used the gun yet! It's clear that he was lying with his accusations.”He closes his argument with a silly chuckle, which only provokes those two officers’ irritation.Now they know how ignorant they have been so far. But their arrogances are too big for their pockets to hide. There’s no way they would ju