CHAPTER TWENTY.All of the activities in the pub came to a stop, including the thumping sound coming from the speakers and the strippers' dancing, and everyone turned their attention to the two men who were about to start a fight. "Chance, you don't have to tell me that. So maintain the cockness in you!" He gave a forceful reply. With one of his hands holding the woman firmly onto his chest, and the other on the counter, he said, "You can do anything here, but having this woman—" pointing to the woman in his arms. "It is not possible! Never will I let such take place." While spitting, he fixed his eyes on Chance's.This is so darn bold.Chance's expression altered to that of a perilous and evil one. He's so furious with him because of the way he talks to him. From where did he get his boldness? "Really!?"Chance adjusted the outfit on his body while grinning. "I thought you would have learned some lessons from my beatings but it seems—" He paused, gazing at him with malice. "Yo
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONEVince, Chance and the onlookers turned glanced at the crowd, searching for the man with the authorized tone. "Who dared stop my order?" Chance spoke furiously, amidst the pain in his head. Blood dripping down from his head but he didn't care about it. "Chance, what are you doing? The man here didn't do anything but to protect the lady you're trying to abuse." The voice came again and Chance identified the voice immediately. The face came to view as he walked towards Chance. He stared mercifully at his head, and grabbed him up from the ground. That's his best friend, Alex Grande. They had been friend from their Childhood days. He snickered. "When are you going to stop being a bully, Chance?" He implored.He restrained some steps back from him. "What are you talking about? This poor guy here," he pointed at Vince and glanced at him scornfully, "—deny me from having my way with this woman!" He spat, his voice dripping with rage. With an authorized tone, he sp
CHAPTER TWENTY - TWO It seemed the two people haven't get along yet as they stood in front of the front. Vince trying to look for a cab, while Mary Miller trying to converse with him. "CAN I have your number and we gonna talk later since you don't want to talk right now." She asked but didn't get a response from him. "To! Finally!" He breathed out in relief, as a taxi parked beside him. He had flagged it down. "Ms., You need to go right now!" He dragged her towards the car. "I have not even know your name yet, and you are doing this!" Mary Miller muttered angrily, as Vince forcely pushed her into the car. "I don't have time to unnecessary talks, I need to save you completely from that animal," He sighed, then he looked to her, "If we are destined to meet, then Surely, we will definitely meet!" "But right now," He paused, and gave out a sigh once more, "You need go away from here! Your safety is more of important to anybody!" He concluded. "But…" She tried to protest. GBAM!!"
CHAPTER TWENTY - THREE.Vince didn't say anything longer as he looked into his phone. "I will have to go now, it's late already!" He muttered. "Not yet, I still have something to tell you." Alex said hurriedly and Vince wondered what the words might be. "You have something to tell me!" With a confused and curious look, he gave him his taotal attention, and gesture him to talk,"What is it?" He asked. But before Alex could talk, he nodded his head rejectedly, and took some steps backwards. "I hope this issue is not about Chancellor? Because I don't want to have anything to do with him." He quickly said, and deep his hands into his pantpockets. Alex chuckled, "You don't have to worry about anything, it's not about him." He muttered afterwards. "What is it, then?" He asked, waiting patiently to him to talk. "It's all about a party!" "A party?" Vince questioned, with his brows creased. "What about it?" "Yea. The Graham High School is host a grand party for the 2018/2019 set of s
CHAPTER TWENTY - FOURHe sighed, then looked up to him. "Now take this!" He dropped the invitation card back to his hand, "The party is on Friday night. 10:00 prompt!I will be expecting you, Vince!"Alex patted his shoulder countless before walking away to the pub's entrance. Vince stared at his retreating figure, till he was out of sight. He exhaled deeply, and glanced at the card in his hand. All Alex had said kept repeating in his mind. He was going to the reunion party even though he was not invited. He only just want to put a taunt of Alex's, and it seems he got trapped by his own taunt. He really needs to change the people's perception towards him in a right and respectful way. "27th of March, 2023! Friday, 10:00pm” He reads the whitsh words scripted on the red card. He pushed it into his pantpockets after reading. Graham High School will be notice him differently, not in the pauper's way but a wealthy one. He turned to the street and waited for a cab, and after some mi
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE"I'm kind of smart, why do I need intelligence?" Curious, He enquired. [You would carry out a lot of missions, thus you would need the intellect to successfully complete them]The systemic voice became inebriated! Hearing the system's justification, Vincent Hutchinson creased his brows. He smirked while resting his left hand on his chin. “Are you attempting to portray me as a dullard?” He questioned as the system's words seemed to be indirectly calling him that. "C'mon, System! You didn't even think highly of me." He laughed and spat out something amusing. "I didn't say that, Host; you decide that yourself! You need to have the best Intelligence possible, and that will allow you to do your mission quicker and faster. Enabling you to more easily complete the tasks assigned to you even before seeing them.No mistakes will be made! Vince is beginning to comprehend every word of his system's explanation and began1 to realize where it is coming from and where i
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX Seconds turn into minutes, and minutes run into hours. Hours passed quickly, and the sun's rays penetrate into the tiny room. A young man sleeping soundly on the one-seater couch. The blazing sound coming from the vibrating cell phone on the table erupted in the silent room. That sound was enough to interrupted his peaceful sleep. He yawned louldy before stretching out to the cellphone, and without checking the caller's ID, he picked the call."Hello!" He muttered lazily onto the phone, and at the same, he yawned loudly to the phone, still a little bit asleep from the missions and stress he had gone throughout yesterday. "Hello, Mr. Vincent Hutchinson!" A think masculine voice responded from the other end of the phone. Creases bestowed on Vince's dull face, as he pulled the cellphone away from his ear, the voice sound familiar and check for the caller instantly. He scoffed, and returned the phone back to his ear. The person was no other than Gilbert Olmo, Man
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENVince chuckled, "I will surely be expecting the person! We just have to entertain ourselves this morning!" He sneered as he picked up a cloth then dumped it into the basket. "I think these should be okay for now!"He picked up the basket full with his dirty clothes, and walked towards the door. He had never had washing machine, and to do his laundry, he had to make use of his hand. "A little time remains! I will get back to my old lifestyle," he thought as he dropped the basket outside, and went in to pick the tools for the clothes. After a while, he began washing the clothes, scrubbing them through his palms. *The deactivation! When are you gonna say something about it! You promised to tell me, today!" He raised a question, as he keenly washed the clothes, while eagerly waiting for the System's response. The systemic boozed out to his ear,[You don't have to be concern about the deactivation process, if you don't bother trepassing then you should relax your