The Rise of the Heir Apparent

Chapter - 5

Chapter - 05

'Where can I get this much money?'

'I can't even pay back the manager, let alone that guy in the black suit.'

Alone, Mathew wandered through the dimly lit street towards his home, thinking about what he could do.

Mathew knew he was in a hopeless situation, and it was hard for him to crawl out of it. He had no one to help him out of the situation. All his friends and family were ordinary people with ordinary life. They could not possibly go against Georgie and his family.

So, Mathew had to think of some extreme options as well. And right now, even fleeing the country looked like a feasible option, but what would Mathew do after that? He, along with his parents won't even be able to feed themselves in some foreign land. He couldn’t possibly make his parents starve for the remainder of their life.

'Should I just confess?' Mathew even had this bold idea. But the charges against him scared the shit out of him. Attempted murder? Rape? Wouldn't he end up spending his twenties and thirties, or maybe even his forties, rotting in jail for something he did not even commit?

‘No… I can’t do that,’ Mathew shook his head. It would be wrong, to not just him, but his parents as well. They will have to live for the rest of their life with this blot.

"Huh... God, I would appreciate your help any moment," Mathew sighed as he looked up and asked for help from the almighty. And just as he did, his phone rang.

‘Was the almighty answering his prayers? Maybe…’

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

Mathew answered the phone, but there was no answer from the other side.

‘Or maybe not.’

"Now even the phone is not working," Mathew was even more annoyed. But at the same time, Mathew saw a car coming full speed towards him.

The lights were so bright that he could not see in front. Covering his eyes, Mathew tried to move out of the way but tripped and fell onto the ground. Luckily, the car also made a turn in the opposite direction, trying to avoid Mathew.

"Auuhh..." Mathew groaned as he turned to look at the car. The car had collided with the street light, and smoke was coming out of it. Mathew wanted to help, but now that he saw it clearly, there was not just one car. Apart from the one car that collided, almost half a dozen cars stopped one after the other.

'What is going on? Are they shooting a movie? Or are they part of some Gang?' Right now, the last thing Mathew wanted was to mess something up again.

"Hurry up... Check if the boy is okay,"

"Look at those in the car as well."

"We are already late. The young master must be waiting. I don't want any more delay,"

While Mathew pretended to faint, he heard someone give a bunch of orders.

'Young master? Shit… Which young master I messed up with again?' Mathew cursed himself under his breath. Georgie was already like a sword hanging on his neck; now a new young master was there.

"Kid, are you alright?" Someone approached him and turned Mathew up.

Mathew had his eyes closed, trying to act unconscious. But then he suddenly felt a bright beam of light on his face when he heard the guy holding him.

"Huh... Captain, it's him. It's the..." the guy was surprised to see Mathew. He hurriedly tried to tell his superior.

But before the man could complete himself, Mathew opened his eyes and pushed the man away. He then hurriedly stood up, and without looking back, Mathew made a run for his life. He had no idea why they were looking for him, but he had to get away from them as soon as possible.

'They are definitely Georgie's people,' Mathew guessed.

'Why won't they just leave him alone?'

'Are they here to kidnap him? Or get rid of him?'

The more Mathew thought, the faster he ran for his life. There were already very few people on the street. If he were to get kidnapped here, no one would even know. He had to reach his house first. Only his parents can save him.

But Mathew’s body could keep up for only that much. And before long, Mathew was panting for air. He was tired. He hadn't eaten anything since lunch, and not even a drop of water slid down his throat for hours. On top of that, he was mentally exhausted from all that had transpired in the last few hours. Everything accumulated over time, and now it was finally taking a toll on him.

But just as he stopped, so did the cars following him, and soon a bunch of men stepped out of those cars. Mathew knew, looking at the lineup that it was futile for him to struggle. He had to accept his fate. But Mathew felt miserable at this moment. He never thought that his life would be so full of regrets. Still, it was all his fault, he should at least not involve others in it.

"You can do whatever you want. I won’t resist… But, please, leave my parents out..." Mathew tried to plea the men standing in front of him, but before he could complete his words, all the men bowed to him.

"Young master," all the men spoke up in unison.

"Huh..." Mathew was too flabbergasted to even speak. Unconsciously, he took a step back.

'Young master? Me?' Mathew felt something was wrong.

"I am sorry, but I think you are mistaken. I am just a nobody," Mathew tried to clarify.

"No, young master. We are sorry that we came late."

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