All eyes on the man identified as Ben Carlos. He is the senior manager at the Antique company and highly respected by all staff. Approaching with a strong aura that speaks authority, he stopped in his track and face Vincenzo expecting an answer.
“Yes sir” he replied confidently breaking the silence before anyone could interrupt. Mr Joe wasn't buying any of his blabbing a and he won't let him give the college a bad image by complicating the issue and getting on the Bad side of Ben Carlos. “Just shut your mouth this instant,do you think Mr Ben is someone you can toy with? How dare you talk about paying up $10m or you think it's 10 cents you ungrateful scholarship boy” “He's out of his senses sir, please don't mind him” Mr Joe said, facing the senior manager to make him understand. “I'm afraid not, because I already believed him” Mr Carlos slammed back.”Now I'll appreciate you fulfill your part of his condition, which is the simplest thing to do” Everyone surprised at the turn out of things, they believe Vincenzo is just trying to be relevant and now he has involved an important figure that is sure to put him in trouble. Mr Joe was triggered, he's not bothered about Vincenzo getting in trouble and getting punished but he's not interested in keeping to one of his conditions by apologizing to Evelyn as he demanded. Turning to Mr Carlos he began “ sir this poor boy has nothing to offer in paying for damages, he's just wasting our precious time. He is just a less privileged boy that got lucky to be in our college by scholarship” Mr Carlos slammed his hand on the wall, his anger started to boil “do you think I'm here to negotiate, the other condition he request for about the CCTV is the difficult one as the master room CCTV footage is the only one that covers here and it is only accessible by the CEO of the Antique company; Jordan Freeman. I'm sure sure I don't need to tell you the repercussion of calling him down here for nothing worth his time” Everyone was shocked, as it appears this whole thing might get them into some serious trouble, the mention of Jordan Freeman send a shivers, he is a powerful billionaire and no nonsense man who's always busy and only the elite could have his attention. The hall erupt with various suggestions “Sir just ignore this poor boy and find another way to make him pay, he's lost his mind” “He has nothing to offer” “ It will take him his entire lifetime to even raise a hundred thousand dollars sir, he can never have $10m to pay” During the chaos Vincenzo had quickly text Bradley with some important details of the situation and inquired about Jordan Freeman to know if the Inzaghi could use their influence and power to call him. Vincenzo was surprised to learn that the Inzaghi family has a large amount of shares with the Antiques company and is in care of Jordan Freeman to manage. Vincenzo smile at this wonderful turn of event and coincidence he never imagined, it will make it easier dealing with his oppressor who are bound to disgrace him today. He was however startled by the yelling of Lyra who's angry to see him smiling under pressure. “How dare you even smile right now dirtbag!!” “he’s smiling to living rest of his life in hard labour as no one is coming to safe him” Jason added Vincenzo ignore their rant and face Mr Ben. “Sir, the payment for the damages Will be sorted, but to prove my innocent, my condition should be met and most importantly the apology” he assured “Deal” Mr Ben replied almost immediately, ignoring the numerous rants. With this, Vincenzo step aside to make a call, to confirm from Bradley the CEO of the Antiques company is on his way and also to do everything while still hiding his identity. He isn't ready to show his identity soon as he want to enjoy dealing with them just the way they underate him as a nobody. “This scholarship boy is cunning don't let him run away” Mr Joe said “Yes, he's faking a call like he's important, who did he know in this city” Lyra added “A glorified dirtbag that's opportune to be among the rich tends to forget who they are atimes” Jason mocked Vincenzo ignored their rant since action speak louder than words. “You guys are so shameless, acting all mighty to your fellow human while framing him” Evelyn said, giving the bully squad a deathly glare. Vincenzo move closer to her and path her shoulder. He doesn't want her to stress herself because of the bully. He's happy someone finally got his back even without knowing his identity and he's willing to make her bless the day she took that decision. But for now he needs to deal with this scumbags. Lyra hiss at the sight of the two most annoying people to her right now. “Let's see what your good for nothing pauper will do to the current situation” she mocked. An escort car drives in at high speed followed by a luxurious white Bentley. Arriving the scene is none other than Jordan Freeman. The atmosphere was palpable as staff were moving fast to make sure they were in the right place to avoid getting on his bad side. But to everyone utmost surprise he ignored everything and marched to the hall where the accident happened. Calling for the senior manager me Ben who has been wondering how the CEO knows what's happening and arriving at a time the issue hasn't been resolved atall. Presenting the parties involved, Jordan Freeman sighted Vincenzo as his features matched the description and image sent to him by Bradley before he head down here. He was overwhelmed to meet the young owner owner of the powerful Inzaghi empire. He almost bow before he remembered the warning of keeping Vincenzo identity. With Authority, Richard and Mr Joe joined Vincenzo as they are all involved in the next action to unfold. Jordan Freeman had made it clear whoever is guilty after confirmation will be dealt with aside paying for damages. They lead the way marching to the master room CCTV to check the footage of the VIP Antiques hall where the incident took place. Richard was already shaking, he never believed they could get to this point, he's about to get bursted. He search for Jason with his eyes and he avoided every contact. He knows he's already in trouble. Checking the footage was smooth, it was as clear as Day. The way Richard move swiftly and pushed Vincenzo to the expensive Antique. Every Vincenzo bully stood there frozen , Richard hands already shaking as he scanned the room for his accomplice that could help to share the blame but he was all alone. “Now now start by apologizing to the girl as he demanded” the senior manager Ben ordered, glaring at Mr Joe who's already drowning in embarrassment. “This is more than what an apology can resolve now!” Jordan Freeman's voice was cold and frosty directing his gaze at Mr Joe. “How are you qualified to be a teacher?”The word hit Mr Joe and he immediately felt the impact. Tried to talk but the words ain't connecting. “Sir…. sir it's,.....”“Just answer me! Are you qualified to be a teacher with what you just displayed today?” Jordan Freeman asked again, his voice more frosty and mean.Mr Joe swallow hard trying to look for the right word to defend himself, one thing is for sure, he has to mind his speech in front of someone as powerful as Jordan Freeman. What baffles him is why is he taking the poor dirtbag side.“Sir it isn't what you think, you see, this boy bad reputation made me believe the allegation against him. He's the good for nothing mischievous scholarship boy in our college and …..”“Shut the hell up this instance!!” Jordan Voice struck before he could complete his sentence, completely red and vein popping out of his head.“It is very clear how unworthy of a teacher you are and I'll make sure your job ends here” Mr Jordan declared, authority evident in his voice.As a man with the prin
The alarm blared loudly, filling the small cramped room with a screaming sound that would send anyone kicking it out the window. It was a grandpa clock that had bells underneath to wake up even the dead.In the heart of Newsville city, where people from outside the city would never be told about in the stories of finding greener pastures, a large building with cramped apartment stood tall. It overshadowed other smaller hood houses that were nearly breaking apart save for the mold and durable materials that held them together. From the back of a window, one could perceive the reeking odor of piss and dumpster. However, for someone like Vincenzo who had spent over three years in the city, the putrid smell was nothing. Maybe the blaring horns of vehicles and the angry yelling from passersby could get to him. A hand emerged from under the sheets, desperately trying to find the alarm clock. The search was futile which threw him into frustration and he yanked the sheets off, throwing the a
"What happened?" Vincenzo asked as he approached the accident scene.The crash was on the edge of the road where a small car was rammed to another one. His heart did a double take as he walked past the quiet road and shops around the area, taking in his surrounding to spot his girlfriend. As long as she's okay, he will be fine. A pretty girl dressed in a flowery gown and her hair worn in a ponytail squeezed herself through a dark corner as she ran towards Vincenzo. He saw her and ran towards her as well but an older man pulled her arm and stopped her from moving till Vincenzo got to where they were both standing. "Lilian!" He cried as he hugged her and assessed her face. "Are you okay? How did this happen?"The older man scoffed, bringing Vincenzo's attention to him."Mr. Johnson," he greeted the older man. "I came as soon as I heard. I hope nobody got hurt.""About time you asked." He spat. "I called to tell you there's been an accident and all you could do was come around to play
It has been exactly a month. Or maybe more than a month as Vincenzo has already lost count. He had been through hell and at this point, all hope is lost. When weeks passed and nobody had even bothered to visit not to talk of bring him out, he figured then that maybe the guard had been right and he was going to spend two years in prison. He felt betrayed, duped and pained. Not even Lilian, the love of his life had come to visit. He never thought they'll be a day like this in his life.The line at the cafeteria was always the same routine everyday which Vincenzo had come to hate. It was impossible for him to miss the daily foods as they were given only once a day. But every day would often come with beatings, bullying and wounds. This particular day was going to be the same, he was sure. So, he had managed to sneak a small picker into his pocket while on the line."Hey, dimwit!" Scarr, the big man who used to be his cell mate yelled. Vincenzo knew he was referring to him so he tried a
"Vincenzo, you have a visitor!" A stern voice called from the entrance of the dark solitary cell where Vincenzo was put since the fight he had with Scar. His brows shot up and his eyes lit as he heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, Williams remembered him and decided to get him out. Although, he was furious and he resolved to take it out on the man, he thought of the possible chances that him going to jail and Lilian announcing her wedding with Jason was all a test. It was all for Vincenzo to prove he was man enough to get married to Lilian. "You have just an hour, Sir. I'll be back to take him in." The guard said before turning to leave him with a strange man. The man was tall and slender, wearing a shiny black jacket over an outfit he was pretty sure would cost a fortune. His blonde hair with white streaks indicated he must be close to fifty years of age and if he hadn't smiled at him, he would have suspected he was in a bigger trouble. Surely, Williams must have sent him."Hello,"
"You could not even finish studying even though you were on scholarship. I wouldn't pray to be such an unfortunate poor scumbag like you so, please, forget we ever had anything.""I have no use for someone like you who I'm sure will die poor. You were simply a tool and i enjoyed using you for my father ambition."These words kept replaying in his head as he picked up the fountain pen on the side of the papers. The people who had gathered round him before were now gathered around him again as he sat at a garden dinner table. All the employees of the mansion in which he was, maids, cooks, housekeeper, butler, chauffeur, personal nurses and so on, had an expectant look on their faces."She called me an unfortunate poor scumbag," he repeated to himself as he stared directly ahead. "Let's see what happens when you realize how wrong you are, Lilian."Vincenzo struck his signature over each paper, carefully reading through and grunting in satisfaction. All of these belongs to him now. And as
"Hey, dimwit!" Vincenzo sat up almost immediately, then looked around the room, puzzled for a second and relieved the next. It'd been a dream, thank goodness. Because he was pretty sure he wasn't going to survive the head bash that Dream Scarr was about to give him before he jolted awake. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair and looked around the room. Due to his time in the prison, he kept looking over his shoulder every four minutes, and getting into a defensive mode whenever he felt people approach him. At that moment, he was surveying the room in case someone had snuck in while he slept. He wouldn't put it past Scarr to not keep a grudge. After a short while, he got out of bed and into the bathroom, pouring water on his face while revisiting the dream he'd just had. Sometimes he wondered if he was truly healing.Hours later he sat at the dining table pouring over the news, when he caught glimpse of a report on television displaying what triggers his rough past. The orphan
As soon as he returned from school, all the information he'd requested for in the morning was in his hands.There were a lot of orphanages with the name Safe Haven (which was very much expected), but with the description he'd given, the results had been narrowed down to the barest minimum; down to the orphanage he remembered. With a smile he skimmed through the pictures, the smile widening every second as his joy could not be contained. It soon vanished, however, when he stumbled upon a channel later that day as he switched television programs. On the screen was a headline depicting an orphanage's need for financial support, and he was horrified to find that it was no other institution but Safe Haven."The Proprietor, Sophia Poe, is here with us, and she'd be speaking more on the situation at hand." Vincenzo sucked in a breath when he saw the former headmistress' face appear on the screen. Despite her trying to appear calm, a glance into her eyes revealed a storm brewing. But her v