The Rise of the Heir Apparent

Chapter - 4

Chapter - 04

"Let go of me... I am not yet done with that cheating bitch," Mathew struggled to break free from the grip of Barry and the others holding him.

"You have done enough already. Don't make more trouble for us," Barry said as they pushed Mathew into a chair. They brought Mathew to the security room of the restaurant.

With Barry's words, it finally dawned upon Mathew. His legs went numb, and Mathew crashed into the chair. He looked down at his hands, and they were covered in blood. And Mathew was sure that it was not his blood. He was so out of it that he did not even know what he was doing. But judging by the state of his knuckles, he could guess that he was in trouble.

"Matt, everything..." Barry wanted to console Mathew, but before he could say anything, the door burst open, and the manager rushed inside.

"You... son of a bitch," the manager pushed away Barry and grabbed Mathew by his collar, pulling him up.

And just as the manager finished speaking, the door swung open again, and men dressed in black suits walked in together.

"Is it him?" the one in the front pointed at Mathew and asked the manager.

"Yes, sir," the manager's haughtiness evaporated in thin air, and like a docile cow, he nodded his head, "This bastard, Mathew is the one who hit young master Georgie."

"Mathew Smith," the man spoke up, "You are lucky… The master wants to brush up the matter in a civil way, but if it were up to me...

“Nevertheless, we have filed a complaint with the police. You have been charged with physical assault, bodily harm, mental trauma, attempt to murder, rape and a bunch others..."

"Attempt to murder? Rape? Are…" Barry called out in shock.

"If..." The man interrupted Barry as he continued to look at Mathew, "If you don't want to rot in jail. Then you will have to pay one million dollars for all the distress you have caused our young master."

"And a hundred thousand dollars to me for all the damage you have done," the manager chipped in his amount.

"What?" Mathew could not believe he heard it right. His throat went dry, and his legs almost gave in. He had never even dreamt of having this much money. If one were to check his pockets right now, he wouldn't even have hundred dollars with him.

"Wh... Where do you think I will get that much money? Huh? HOW?" Mathew turned hysterical, "Do you guys not think twice before snatching everything from someone like me? I worked day and night, only to find that my girlfriend cheated on me."

"So what? I don't care if you have been eating rocks for food. If you can't pay the money..." the man interrupted Mathew. He looked at Mathew in disdain as he threatened the latter, but before he could complete, there was a knock on the door, and the door opened.

"Excuse me..." Two policemen walked in.

"Someone reported an assault..."

"He is right here," the man leading the black suits spoke up, pointing at Mathew, "I filed the report. He assaulted the third son of the Queen Family."

"Queen Family?" The policemen were taken aback by the identity of the victim, "Third son. Did you mean Georgie Queen?"

"Who else would it be?" the man looked in disdain towards the police officers.

"Are you sure it is not him who beat up someone?" one of the police officers asked.

"Would we have called you if that was the case?" The man was getting impatient, "Hurry up and take him away."

"Sir, yes, sir..." The police officers almost saluted the man. Getting the order, the two of them did not even waste a second before grabbing Mathew by his arms from both sides.

"It's a misunderstanding."

"Mister, give me a chance to explain," Mathew twisted and turned as he looked at the man in charge and pleaded.

"Manager... Please..."

But the police officer did not let go of Mathew and dragged him out of the room under numerous gazes.

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"So you tried to rape your, no, I mean young master Georgie's girlfriend?"

"I told you... I never did anything to her," Mathew tried desperately to deny everything.

"… I beat Georgie in the spur of the moment. I was angry when I found that... that my girlfriend was cheating on me," Mathew explained for the nth time, "And I did nothing to my girlfriend."

"Ex-girlfriend. She broke up with you, which she is entitled to," The policeman corrected Mathew, "Not that you are any good. Except for your face, you have nothing. No money, no family, no connections, nothing. Do you think a smart girl would waste her life with you?" The police officer looked down at Mathew.

"That..."

"I don't care," the officer waved his hand and stopped Mathew, "If you want to get out of this mess, either cough up the money and settle it, or..." the officer looked meaningfully at Mathew.

"Or?"

"Spend the rest of your miserable life in prison," the officer smirked, "You will surely entertain everyone there."

"What does that..."

"Matt... Matt?" At that time, Barry rushed inside the police station, yelling Mathew's name.

"Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" Barry looked over Mathew in concern.

"Boy... Who are you, boy?" The police officer slammed the file in his hand when he saw Barry ignore him.

"Here," Barry threw a bundle of notes in front of the officer and said, "Here... Take this and let him go."

"What is this?" the officer asked, looking at the money.

"It's five thousand dollars. His bail money," Barry did not cower in front of the police officer.

And without wasting any more seconds inside the police station, Barry pulled Mathew with him out of there.

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"Are you alright?" As soon as they were far enough from the police station, Barry stopped and asked Mathew.

Mathew nodded, "I am sorry. Because of me, you lost all your savings, I'm sure I will pay you." Teary-eyed, Mathew apologised to Barry.

"Have you gone insane?" Barry rebuked Mathew, "Do you think nothing of our friendship?"

"Thank you, Barry."

"Come, let me accompany you home, youn— Matt," Barry suggested.

"I want to be alone for some time," Mathew said and walked away before Barry could try and persuade him again.

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