The Rise of a Billionaire

CHAPTER 39

The correctional officers opened up the cell doors as early as 6 a.m. Victor had spent the whole night wondering why he was being treated like an inmate. He hasn't been tried yet, but all because his cousin has some little change to throw around, he is being treated like a piece of sh*t.

The moment he heard the keys rustle from behind the door, he knew they had come with their strange morning routine. How can he explain to these daft heads that he is not an inmate; he hasn't been sentenced to jail by anyone yet? He wasn't serving a jail term, but the way they treated him says otherwise.

"Stand away from the door, if you're there." The correctional officer warned. Victor opened his eyes slowly, but the moment he stepped in, he shut his eyes tight.

"Hey buddy, it's time for your morning exercise; get up." The male voice rang out.

Victor folded his hands between his legs and continued to sleep. Get up, man! The officer screamed, but Victor was still adamant about getting up. His Saturda