2025-02-10 05:42:22"You damn bastard!" Zed's voice echoed as he swung out his fist towards Mr. Damien. The fist traveled through the air at blinding speed, and before Mr. Damien could react, the fist connected neatly with his face and pushed him several steps backwards.
The guards swiftly grabbed Zed's two arms, preventing him from sending out more attacks. Zed tried to break free but the guard's strength was overwhelming. "You are finally showing your true colors, Zed. I was wondering when you'd stop pretending." Mr. Damien commented as he wiped the blood off his lips before shifting his gaze towards the bunch of reporters watching by the entrance. "I'm sure by now you all already understand why I must fire him. I can't keep working with a lunatic. I mean, you suddenly attack someone for no reason at all?" Mr. Damien spoke audibly, and his gaze fixed on the reporters who were busy recording everything and jotting down some information. "You liar! You stole from me and now you are making me look like the bad guy?!" Zed voiced out, trying to set his arms free from the guards grip. "I didn't steal anything from you. The automatic car is a project of the Eclipse industries, and now that you have been fired you have no business with the car or anything about this company!" Mr. Damien spat without holding back. "I built that car. Do you have any idea how hard it took me to build it? How many sleepless nights? The sweat, the tears, the pain! Everything! And you are just going to steal it from me?!" Zed voiced out, pain evident in his voice. He finally gave up on trying to set his arms free and just stood there motionless. "You were only doing what we paid you to do. Stop acting like it was your personal project. I provided every single thing just to make sure it was a success, so quit ranting and just get out of here!" Mr. Damien retorted. Immediately after he said those words, the sounds of footsteps were heard from behind and a feminine voice rang out. "Stop embarrassing yourself and just leave this place already, Zed." The woman said in an audible tone as she approached them. Zed didn't need to set the woman's face because he recognized the voice instantly and knew who it was. It was his girlfriend, Mia. And she was also the daughter of Mr. Damien. Standing beside Mia was a striking young man with blonde hair, clad in a black suit, and a shiny golden rolex could be seen on his left wrist. Zed also recognized the man's face after catching sight of him. His name was Nick Campbell, the son of the most popular scientist in the whole of England. As Zed glanced at them, his eyes widened slightly in disbelief as he noticed both of them were holding hands, and they both had rings on their fingers. "Mia.. What's the meaning of this? Why are you with him?" Zed asked, his tone a mixture of anger and betrayal as he glanced at Mia. "What does it look like, Zed? I am engaged, and Nick is my fiancé." Mia responded as she glared at him in disdain. Zed was taken aback after hearing the words of Mia, and a look of disbelief on his face. "What are you talking about?" Zed muttered. "Are you so dumb that you can't understand my words? Nick is my fiancé. We have been dating for months now and we decided to advance to the next level." Mia spat without holding back. "I only agreed to date you because my father asked me to. He needed someone to keep a close eye on you and make sure you don't steal any of his tools and equipment while working. And also to make sure you are not helping other companies. But now that you are done with the creation of the car I see no reason to keep being with you." Mia spoke further. Zed stood there in disbelief. He has been dating Mia for close to a year now. He chose not to propose to her sooner because he wasn't financially stable. However, now that he was making progress in the company he planned to propose to her today after his appointment. But now it seemed like Mia never took their relationship seriously. She was dating another man, and he was nothing more than a pawn in her game. He had no reason to try to argue or even say another word to them. "I see." Zed muttered, his gaze fixed on the floor and his shoulders slumped. "I see. I see what's going on here. You all used me to your satisfaction, and now that you are satisfied you have recorded to dump me. It's all good." He spoke through gritted teeth, and his voice filled with rage. "Get him out of here, guards, I've heard enough of this drama." Mr. Dominic ordered. "Don't bother. I know the way out." Zed stated as the guards let go of his arms. He turned around and began to walk towards the exit door. The reporters that were eager to interview him earlier were now glaring at him in disdain as he walked towards the exit door. "Zed! You are free to keep the house and the car! A token of appreciation for what you did for our company!" Mr. Damien spoke up, but Zed kept walking away. As he walked back to the car he could hear the crowd whispering and laughing, and some were even mocking him audibly. Zed pulled the door of the car open and stepped into the driver's seat. The personal driver that was given to him by the company was nowhere to be found, so he had to drive himself back home. Zed started the engine of the car and drove out of the compound and began to head back home. He sat there in the car, his right hand gripping the wheel, his gaze fixed on the road, and his head filled with thoughts. Just like that he lost everything. All he had been building for years was gone just like that, even his biggest project was stolen from him and the woman he thought he would spend the rest of his life with was only using him. Zed now had nothing. The only source of income was from the company, and now that he has been fired he has nowhere else to go. Zed also doubts if any company will be willing to employ him after Mr. Damien made him look like the bad guy in front of the reporters. "I've lost everything. I see no reason for me to keep living." Zed swallowed hard, and tears streamed down his face. When all hope was lost, Zed heard a robotic voice in his head, and what looked like a blue holographic screen materialized in front of him. [Congratulations, you have awakened the Wealth system]
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