"I know right? A poor fat guy like him should just castrate himself in some corner and not embarrass himself like this in public!"
"Hey, do you think he’ll pick up the money after being humiliated like that?"
"Him picking it up? That's hilarious! If he does that, then he would be throwing away his pride." A middle-aged man sneered. He was confident that Fatty wouldn't have the guts to pick up the money, not to mention while everyone's eyes were on him.
At this point, the whole crowd of people was curious whether or not he would start picking the money up.Just then, lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, after that raindrops started pouring down making the crowd scatter to find shelter.On the other hand, fatty Sett just gazed upward, letting the raindrops roll down his cheeks. No one knew if it was just the rain or his silent cry.Under the dumbfounded gazes of the onlookers, Sett bent his body, with no sign of humiliation on his face, and started to pick up the scattered bills on the ground, one by one, putting them under his shirt."Maybe I should just disappear. That wouldn't be so bad, right? But I still have my sister to take care of." He murmured to himself, as numerous questions started to pile in his heart that he badly wanted to ask the heavens for answers.However, it was not a good time for him to snap, even though he was physically and mentally tired. He found a waiting shed where he took shelter in it and started contemplating on how he was going to deal with his current situation.
"Maybe if I ask my grandfather nicely, he will let me borrow a hundred thousand dollars." Sett murmured sarcastically.Though he would rather believe a pig transforming into a prince, than believing his snobbish grandfather would ever lend him a helping hand with his parents' operation.
Suddenly, his old Nokia keypad phone rang. He was surprised to find that it was his classmate from senior high, "Antonio Paul." Although their relationship isn't good, he still hurriedly answered the call."Hey there buddy, our school beauties from highschool are inviting our entire classmates for a reunion. Do you remember Lucy? Our senior high's muse?... Yes! the one you had a crush on. She felt bad for you so she wants you to come. Here's the address.... Make sure to come and don't be late. Everyone is already waiting. If you don't show up, I'll beat your sorry as*. You hear me, buddy?" His threatening voice on the phone made Sett silent. He remembered how Antonio used to beat him up while calling him fatso."S-Sure, I'll be there..." Sett stuttered then quickly turned off the phone in frustration.He didn’t want to attend the class reunion since his high school bullies would also be there. He pondered for a moment, but then changed his mind. Sett gritted his teeth and decided to go to the bar where his classmates were gathering for the reunion.He thought that he could use this opportunity and try to borrow or loan some money from his tycoon classmates, and Lucy was also a rich young woman. If he remembered correctly, her father was the CEO of their very own company.Shortly after, at 7 o'clock in the evening, Sett arrived at the bar where heavy music was bombarding his ears. His eyes were instantly drawn by the party goers' revealing outfits and the men who wanted to have entertainment and a memorable pleasure, entering and exiting at the bar entrance.Normally, Sett would never enter a place like this, but due to his desperation, he had no other choice."Hold it right there!"A bulky black bouncer with a terrifying face blocked Sett's path while eying him down from head to toe. He smirked as he realized Sett was wearing worn-out clothing."Do you have a ticket?" The bouncer's thick voice, paired with his frightening appearance, made him even more intimidating.Sett then hurriedly shook his head, as he had no idea that he would need a ticket to enter.The bouncer raised his eyebrows in irritation as his precious time was wasted entertaining a fat guy who didn't even have a single penny for the bar's entrance ticket."Scram! Poor bastards like you aren't allowed in here." The bouncer was about to grab Sett's collar while Sett nervously explained himself. Suddenly, the bouncer paused as they heard an angry engine roaring from the streets..They turned around and saw an expensive, super-big bike. As the man and woman took off their helmets, Sett immediately frowned as he found those two individuals somewhat familiar."Oh, it's Fatso Sett! Tsk, tsk, who would have thought I’d catch you here at the entrance?" The man in the deluxe suite pretended to be surprised, then grinned widely, while the woman with short hair, a silver ringed nose piercing, and dark eye makeup giggled.It didn’t take long before Sett finally recognized who that man was.'Antonio Paul…' Sett let out a breath.The guy was his typical school bully that everyone wouldn't want to get acquainted with, and his favorite target was him."Babe, do you remember the stories I told about my senior high days?""You mean that’s him?" The girl curiously looks at Sett."Yes, that’s him! I used to beat him up after school, and you know what? This guy is spineless. He didn't even do anything when his girlfriend was being harassed by our seniors. This guy is a real coward!" Antonio laughed coldly. "Oh, I almost forgot. News on the streets says that he's picking up garbage with his parents to earn a living after his family was kicked out of the Crossword family, and his sponsorship for college was also canceled. I didn’t know if it's true, but looking at him now..."He fixed his gaze at Sett's worn-out clothes. "There's no mistake about it; his future is compromised... No matter what he does, he will always be looked down upon. What a hopeless guy." Antonio smirked while gazing at Sett's pale face trembling in frustration. What a coward! "Now that I look at it, are you still wearing the same T-shirt from senior high?Aren't you embarrassed? Grow up, numbskull! Well, given your circumstances, it suits your status as a garbage collector. Lucy must have felt really bad for you. Maybe that’s why she invited you to our class reunion. Am I right?" Antonio's mocking voice made it very clear that he wanted to discourage him even further.
"You’re lucky. By the way, Lucy wanted me to give this to you." Antonio shoves the ticket on Sett's forehead. This caused Sett to lose balance as his rear hit the pavement."Why you!" Sett gritted his teeth in anger. He wanted to badly bash Antonio's face. "What?! You wanna fight, Fatso?!" Antonio mocked him as he laughed while kissing his girlfriend on the cheek.Sett didn’t know if he could endure this level of humiliation anymore. He knew that it was hopeless to fight Antonio, who was an amateur boxing champion and was once a representative from their senior high days. Sett doesn’t have a chance to win a fight against a guy like him."I’ll be waiting inside, Fatso. Oh, and don't you dare make Lucy and the others wait. Otherwise, I'll break your leg." Antonio eyed Sett dangerously. "Let's go, Anna."Sett struggled to get up while holding the ticket. This was the reason why he didn't want to get involved with his senior high school classmates anymore.Moments later, he was standing in front of the reserved room that was listed on the card he got from Antonio. He could already hear his classmate celebrating inside. He pulled all his courage together as he opened the room's door."Oi, oi, look who we have here; it's Fatso Sett! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and have a seat." A lanky man chuckles. Sett's attention was immediately draw
"I thought it would be nice to welcome a clown to the party, right?" Lucy giggled while everyone burst into laughter. "That's too cruel Lucy. But seriously, I'm glad that he left though, and you guys should also be glad. If he stayed here any longer, the place would smell like garlic and vinegar!" Upon hearing that, everyone bursts into another laughing spree while holding their stomachs, as they couldn't take any more “Fatty Sett jokes”. However, on the other side of the door. Sett was still standing there, listening to their whole conversation. "I thought you weren’t like the rest of them, Lucy." Sett let out a heavy sigh of disappointment. “I guess I was wrong.” he added as he started to walk towards the exit. Lucy was a female friend of his in senior high. She had always defended him against Antonio and the others who were bullying him. But little did Sett know, that unfortunately, people change. He couldn't even recognize her gentle characteristics anymore after what happene
"Umm, I don’t want to be rude but, there must have been some kind of mistake, Ms. Scarlett. My name isn't Mr. Crow. My name is Sett Crossword. I came from the Crossword family of Darian City. I don't know anything about the Crow family, so can you please let me go?" Sett blurted out nervously. As much as he wished to spend more time with Ms. Scarlett, he had to leave, in fear of what this group of strangers would do to him?"Don't be nervous, Mr. Crow. Rest assured, we aren't a hostile group. I was sent by the Crow family to be your aid.""Then there must be some kind of misunderstanding. Why do you keep insisting that I'm Mr. Crow? " Sett smiled warily. "Because you are." Scarlett confidently said. The look on her face implied that she was absolutely certain of it. Sett's mouth twitched. Was this lady toying with him? They should have investigated him first before jumping to conclusions that he is the so-called "Mr. Crow" or something. He took a deep breath as it was already past
At this time, Ms. Scarlett handed the camera directly to Sett's palm. As he turned on the video recording, his mind was filled with confusion as he saw a white-bearded man gradually stripping his tuxedo with his bare hands, revealing his extremely macular back which was identical to an ancient Greek titan named Atlas! Sett raised his brows. Why the h*ck is this guy stripping? "He is your grandfather, Mark Crow." Ms. Scarlett stated calmly. "Wait, that's him?! I thought he was old?” Sett surprisingly said. Ms. Scarlett slightly raised the edge of her lips. "Indeed, the president is old. I think he was eighty years old when this video was taken." "What?!" Sett was awestruck. Is that even the physique of a fre*cking eighty-year-old man? Wouldn't that put other bodybuilders to shame? His grandpa could even win the Mr. Olympia award! But what concerns him the most, was they do have undeniably similar faces. Just then, Sett noticed a birthmark on the back of his grandfather, which was
"What?!" Sett's face was imprinted with horror as he heard his sister's frantic screams along with the sound of something breaking and men shouting in the background. Damn it! Sett cursed as he clenched his jaw in anger. They better pray that his sister and the others are alright! He already knew who the masterminds behind this. It’s none other than his aunt and uncle. He always hated them to the core, as they were quite sadistic. The Crossword main household had already confiscated all of his parents' properties, and the only thing they had left was an old, dilapidated mansion. Nonetheless, they keep forcing them to sell the old mansion! They were just too much. Sett let out a breath along with a worried expression on his face. "Ms. Scarlett, ask your men to hurry up! I'm worried that something bad may happen to my sister. I won't be able to forgive myself." Ms. Scarlett nodded to assure Sett as she commanded the driver to pick up speed. Sett anxiously gazes at the faraway h
"What the f*ck are you talking about?! We didn't offend anyone named Mr. Crow!" Croc shouted as he watched his brother being choked to death by a red high heeled shoe. "We're from the Crossword family, a direct subordinate of Madam Claire, the daughter of the family head. I'm warning you, lady, if you don’t let us go, you'll regret it!" Ms. Scarlett smirked. "It looks like you're not getting the message, are you? And to top it off, you’re actually using a second-rate family name to threaten me. I gotta say, you guys are either loyal to that second-rate family you speak of, or you’re extremely stupid.” Ms. Scarlet let out a small sigh. “Let me make something clear; if I wanted to, I could order my men to wipe out the entire Crossword family. Heck, I could even make it like that family never even existed in the first place. But, lucky for you, I don't want to. You see, in the future, using that family as a stepping stone for Mr. Crow is a much needed variable in helping Mr. Crow." Cro
In Sett's excitement, he started examining the other notebooks and cards inside the suitcase. To his surprise, he found a driver's license! And all of the information and appearances came from him. "Seriously, how is this possible?" Sett murmured, literally dumbfounded by this discovery. He didn't stop there, as he started examining the other cards, and that's when he became speechless. 'How should I say this? This is too much.' Sett reflected as he examined the important cards in his hand, which included a military card with the large word "Arm-force of the United States" and others from various countries. If he could spell it in one phrase, then that would be "amazing!"Sett decided to ask Grandpa Mark about how he made these essential cards. But why is there no debit card or credit card? At least Grandpa Mark shouldn't forget about the money. Although these cards are important. 'On second thought, Grandpa Mark never lacked money. Maybe he thought these blue diamonds would suffic
The snobbish female employee was stunned and fearful of why the manager's attitude toward her became hostile."I'll deal with you later!" Ms. Jasmine had almost lost a great deal with a customer. Because of the employee's negligence, of course, she would be wrathful towards her employee, and judging from the actions of the gentleman when handing the blue diamonds, he may have come from an extraordinary background. Ms. Jasmine hastily turned around to face Sett, who was calmly watching everything as though it had nothing to do with him.On the other hand, the snobbish employee's face turns pale. She knew how ruthless Ms. Jasmine could be towards her employees when they made mistakes. She felt like crying. Now, she could only kiss her job goodbye. It is impossible not to feel regretful. Why did she look down on this fatty? She glared daggers at Sett, cursing him in her mind."Sir, my name is Jasmine Pearce, and I am a branch manager of the Treasure Palace conglomerate. Respectable Si
Jane was discussing the plan to everyone, which took a lengthy amount of time to properly formulate in order to avoid any kind of problems with the plan. Sett was also listening very closely as he was assigned a very crucial role in the plan. He was assigned as Azula’s compulsory plus one, which Azula agreed since Sett isn’t a Sapphire House subordinate.After everything fell into place, and everyone agreeing to their assigned positions, the meeting was finally adjourned. Azula dismissed the twelve and instructed them to start the preparations immediately, while letting Jane and Sett stay for there was something that she wishes to address to the both of them in private.As the twelve finally left the room, the atmosphere suddenly became breathable again, aside from the sudden silence that filled the air. Azula and Jane just sat there, not uttering a single word and just waiting on whoever breaks the silence first.Sett then thought of something mischievous that made him smirk.“Hey, A
Dear Ms. Rowena Azula Crow I am writing this letter to request personnel from the Sapphire House for an upcoming mission. I only ask for one individual, and I request that it would be you, Ms. Crow. Before we start with the formal briefing for the mission, I would like to Test your capabilities first, since the latest aid that I requested proved to be incompetent. Mock Training will begin tomorrow at the Emerald House’ Training Grounds. I’ll be expecting your attendance tomorrow, at 7pm. Please be there on time. Sincerely yours: Roman Isaac Crow“And that’s that.” Azula said as she finished reading the letter. “The nerve of that brat to ask for another assistance request.” she added.After Azula folded the letter back inside its envelope. Everyone inside the room stared at her, a
Sett left the Medical Room, leaving Jessica inside. As he was walking down the hallway, he was contemplating everything that he had learned so Far. Even though he was feeling a bit at ease because he had learned so much about his real family, it was still a lot of information to take in for someone who just arrived the very same day.By the time that Sett finally got time for himself, it was already almost midnight. He decided that he should just call it a day and go to his room to rest. He walked back towards the lobby to head upstairs and finally hit the hayAs Sett was about to go up the stairs, the sound of knocking suddenly resonated across the whole lobby, there was no one there other than himself so he opened the door. The moment he opened up the door, there was no one there. The only thing that’s there was a sealed envelope.It was addressed to his Aunt Zula, but he thought that she was already asleep. He closed the door and decided that he should keep this letter for now and
Sett raised his eyebrows in confusion as response to Jessica's statement. It was as if she was expecting that he would ask her about it then and there. She finished tidying up the equipment then grabbed a chair to sit next to Sett. Her eagerness was as if she was a child, trying to share something she just knew to her parents.“So how much do you currently know about it?” Jessica meticulously asked before sharing everything she knew to Sett.Sett was a little bit surprised and curious about how much she actually knew about. Intrigued with whatever information that she could give, he decided to lay down a brief and still non-detailed outline of everything he knew, still leaving some parts hidden for Azula’s sake.As Sett finished the information dropping, Jessica gave her a skeptical look. She had a hunch that there was some information that Sett withheld from her, which was understandable. She didn’t want to pry on whatever it was he and his aunt talked about upstairs. She knew that
“You’re joking, right?” Sett asked in bewilderment of the sudden revelation that just presented itself to him.His statement somehow managed to anger Jessica even more. She paced herself slowly towards where Sett was standing with clenched fists, ready to bust his head again. With her choosing violence as her response, Sett was forced to apologize for his statement earlier to avoid any other conflict to arise.“I should be the one to ask you that you prick!” Jessica naggingly said to Sett. “There’s no way that you’ve spent all that time at Mother Azula’s office, and not learned of the foundational rules that your house has!” she added.“I did learn a little bit about the foundational rules, but…” Sett was cutted off mid sentence.“See! Now you admit that you do know about the House’ foundational rules! But why the fuck didn’t you use that and deny Young Master Roman’s request, huh?!” Jessica furiously said.Though Sett was getting a little irritated with Jessica’s aggressive accusatio
“Oh, my apologies Sett! I must have been hit by the memories of old a little too strongly.” Azula said as she wiped the tears off her face.However, Sett wasn’t convinced by such reasons. Sure, you could cry when you’re hit with nostalgia, but that is out of a joyful, euphoric feeling that overwhelms you to the brink of crying. But in Azula’s case, Sett noticed that her tears weren’t a product of such positive feelings.In fact it was the total opposite. Sett sensed that, the moment he saw her eyes devoid of life. An imperfect match for her ocean blue eyes, that seemed so full of life. He thought that whatever was bothering her, seemed like a burden that was still weighing down his Aunt, even until now.“Are you sure you’re alright Aunty?” Sett asks, deeply in concern for what Azula is feeling.Azula just looked at Sett with heavy laden eyes. She wanted to tell him about what really happened to his dad. However, it was still too early for him to know the truth. If he’d learn about it
With Azula willing to tell him everything he wanted to know, with a promise that no form of information would be held back. Sett felt conflicted. After all, there is a pressing concern that they should face first. As much as Sett wanted to sit down and potentially receive all the answers to his questions, he couldn’t overlook the fact that there is a life at risk.He was about to reason out with Azula and decline the opportunity she presented to him, but Azula cutted him off by standing up and walking towards a bookshelf near her office table. She took out a very old, hard-bound book from the top shelf. The dust that it accumulated is the indication of how long that book was left untouched.“This book holds everything that you want to know if you wish to learn more about our family’s history.” Azula stated as she gently blew on the book, revealing its true worn-out, rustic black cover.Upon further inspection, there was an embedded mark on one side of the book covers. It was a mark o
“What the hell were you thinking Aunty?!” shouting Sett’s voice could be heard outside of Azula’s office. “Even a person who is mentally impaired could easily understand what wretched hell awaits Ann at the hands of that swine!” he exclaimed, making sure that Azula captures how dire Ann’s situation is, now that she’s in Roman’s clutches.Azula on the other hand, was assessing the situation silently, while sitting on the couch. She understood the way Sett feels especially after the stunt his emotionally and mentally disordered cousin pulled earlier. But this wasn’t the time for them to start acting like helpless children.All Azula could think of was Ann’s safety. She must come up with something to insure Ann’s safety, especially when the one she’s with is her psychoneurotic nephew. Now the question is “how?”. It would be useless for her to just recklessly barge herself through the Emerald House’s front doors because Roman would have told them about the whole thing.She also couldn’t
While Roman was still on the floor, wiping the blood off his nose. He scoffs, then proceeds to laugh in amusement, acknowledging the fact that Sett caught him off guard. Roman somehow considered it as an entertaining happenstance, that Sett found a small window of opportunity, and took it to give him a cheap shot like that.“That was very clever. Still a cheap shot, but it was clever.” Roman said as he stood up from the floor and fixed his now wrinkled button down shirt. “However, I’m not in the mood to fight you anymore. So stop cock-blocking me, and get the hell away from Azula.” He added with an irritated voice.“Make me.” Sett provokingly responded.Roman’s blood started to boil after hearing Sett’s remarks. At that moment, he thought that it would be an easy win to get past Sett since he didn’t possess that much threat. But what concerned him was how Azula would react right after. Roman glanced at Azula and saw how composed she still is. Even after what happened, she still seemed