"Don't you think you're exaggerating a bit?" Damson asked Ted, stopping him from talking. "Yes, it's true that I did all sorts of work for you and your friends but from what I can remember you hardly paid for my services and I still continued to show up irrespective of that." "I had to follow you around before you paid me and at some point, you made me understand that you had nothing. You're actually broke. If you had money, you would have paid me instantly.""That's not true. Don't try to paint my boyfriend in a bad way. He's not the type to do what you just said. It's better you don't say anything than cook up lies. I won't accept that." Becca replied angrily."What would I benefit from trying to paint your boyfriend badly? I'm not that type of person.""I'm not denying the fact that yes, I ran errands for him but I don't do it anymore. You can ask him when was the last time I was available to carry out services for him. It has been months. It's been so long that I don't even reme
"What type of relationship did you have with Becca? From what I've heard her say, it looks like the both of you were kind of close in high school.” Damson said. "I wouldn't call us friends. She was more like the opposite of me. She was the prettiest girl in class and her parents were crazy rich and because of that she was the teacher's pet and to them, she was never wrong. "They were scared of offending her rich parents if they correcred her and she reports them. Also, every other girl in the class was obsessed with being friends with her. They would do anything just to be friends with her." "The only problem with her was that she wasn't book smart and she hated it. Not only did she hate it, she hated the smartest student in the class too, which was me. I wouldn't call myself pretty but I was okay, I guess." "People compared us together a lot and she hated it too. I hear things like. 'If only you were as rich as Becca, it would have been so nice.'""Almost all the juniors in our
Maria fumbled with her purse with shaky hands, opening it just to realize that there was nothing in it except for the chewing gums she had put inside before she left her room. She put it there to make sure her breath remains fresh all through the party. She knew there was no money inside the purse because she thought there wasn't any point in bringing money along with her to a party, when it's not like she's going shopping. She was just hoping for a miracle that she would find some money in her purse but unfortunately, she didn't. She jumped as the masked man yelled again, urging everyone to bring out money from their purses, bags and pockets. She was scared as she had no money on her. "Please, please. Let me go. I'm begging. I have no money on me. I didn't bring any money with me to this party." A male voice cried out. "Nonsense!" The masked man spat, dragging the man up to face him. "I dare you to repeat yourself again!" "Please, I don't have money on…" The voice said, stutteri
"Are you saying that there's someone here that has all of these things you just mentioned? Hope this isn't just a scheme?" The masked man asked Becca and she nodded her head quickly. "There's no reason why I would lie to you. This isn't the time to joke around so believe me, I'm not lying. There's someone like here with us!" "Hm, okay then. Lead me to whoever it is you're talking about." The masked man said and Becca led him back to where she was standing before happy that she wasn't taken away.Maria, who had been listening to the conversation between Becca and the masked man wondered who Becca was talking about. She was worried about the person she had ratted out to the masked man and hope the person would be okay.She looked up to see the both of them standing in front of her and she was confused. "What was going on? Why were they in front of her?" She wondered. "This is the person I was talking about. She has more money and designer products. If she stands up, you'll see that s
Everyone on the balcony watched in fear, waiting for what the masked man was going to do to Damson. They were so scared and worried for him. Maria was so worried that she didn't even know if she could call Damson brave or stupid. This isn't the first time he would be trying to play hero and she had warned him several times to not do things that would put him in danger but he never listens. "Who the hell are you and what did you think you just did?" The masked man sneered, bringing a knife from his pocket and started to swing it."I just stopped you from shooting an innocent person." Damson replied, changing his stance. "Aren't you so shameless? I mean, I get it, things are tough and difficult but for no reason should you be doing this. Robbery is such a disgraceful act and I can't believe you're trying to take things far by killing someone." Everyone gasped again as they listened to what Damson said and started whispering to each other. "This boy is definitely playing with his li
The masked man stared at the card on the floor, not sure if he wanted to pick it or not. One of his men walked forward and picked the card, turning it over and staring at it. After a minute of checking the card over and over, his eyes widened in realization that he wasn't just holding any random card. It was a card owned by the 1% of the country. He was surprised to see such a card. "Boss, take a look at this card! We've hit the jackpot! We're rich! I never thought I'd live to see this type of card. This is unbelievable!" He said to the masked man, handing him the card. "It is a card the super rich people of this country use. Isn't this crazy and amazing?"Everyone watched as the masked man collected the card and checked it, waiting for him to agree to what one of his men said. "How did you get this card? How did this end up with you? How come you're handing this card over to me?" The masked man asked Damson, glaring at him. "Does that matter? Why are you asking me questions? Was
"What the hell is wrong with you? What audacity do you have to act this way? Is your aim to get us killed? Or is it because you own some type of card you think you can act in some type of way?" A male voice said angrily, pointing at Damson. "These people finally decided to leave without any aim of hurting any of us or trying to collect our money and you're stopping them. Does that make sense to you?""Do you even understand what you're trying to do right now? This is ridiculous!" He added and some people agreed with him, nodding their heads and murmuring underneath their breath. "What happens if they retaliate and start harming us? Will you be responsible for that? What would you do if someone ends up dead!?""I'm doing you all a favor here?" Damson yelled and everyone kept quiet. "These people can't just leave after what they did. They hurt two of us here and also collected money and expensive belongings. If they don't apologize and return everything they have taken, they won't
Damson left Viktor and walked towards the robbers who were still weak from the tranquilizers but could see everything that was happening around them. They could also talk and hear. Damson was glad that he had told Viktor in their previous meetings that whenever they had to come help him whenever he was in danger, they should use tranquilizers instead of real bullets.The reason why he told him that was that he wanted to be able to question whoever was trying to harm him. He wanted to also understand and know why they were trying to harm him and who had sent them to harm him.But the real reason was because of the whole issue with Kate. He was worried that she would end up dead before he had the chance to ask her the questions he had in mind. Should in case there was a need for an exchange of bullets which could end up with her dying, he told Viktor to specifically replace all bullets with tranquilizers. It has come in handy in this situation. If Viktor and his men had come with bull