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
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT Ellen snickered. She was confused by the confidence he had, the threatening aura oozing out of him. "The reason why I'm here is to humiliate you, giving you 10 folds of what you did to Camilla . The disgrace , the embarrassment, and the bad exposure to the public. You will be deadly dealt with.I'm here to crush your useless bones and make you scream for mercy and forgiveness by the time I'm done with you, Bastard!" She cursed out ragingly, the contempt in her voice could point out that she meant all she had said just now. "What!" Vince felt amazed hearing Ellen's angry words. He chuckled inwardly, he couldn't believe his ear and couldn't believe she's here to fight him just because of her friend's humiliation. "Indeed, she truly loves her friend! But humiliating me and breaking my bones, I don't think that would be possible." He muttered to himself, and glanced at Ellen. A frown bestowed upon his face, and looked confused. "I don't know what you are talking
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINEShe walked up to him and tried hugging, but Vince stepped a little back, and gestured with his hand for her not to move closer. "Vince!" She called, her face looking dull."What do you want?" Vince snapped back, his tone cold and unfriendly. "Vince?...." She tried to call but was snapped off rudely. "What do you want? I thought we had ended things between us! There's no more of a relationship, so, what the hell are you doing here, Camilla?" He asked furiously, his voice filled with pain and anger. "I just want to apologize, Vince!" She tried touching his clothes, but he hit her hands away and threw a deadly glare at her. "I just wanna talk to you!" She said, more like a shout. "Look here, Camilla. There is nothing you can say to me and rather do I have something to tell you. We are just like parallel lines that could never meet, not even for once. Therefore Camilla, the two of us could never have do something to bring us together. It's the end of us!" *So I
CHAPTER THIRTYVince furrowed his brow, and fell his gaze on his hands and then up to Camilla, "Why would do that? I'm just telling you the truth!" He muttered."Fuck!!" She cursed angrily, "Why are you lying, Vince? I saw the money in your account, you don't have to keep a secret from her because the videos are trending online. Why divulging the truth?" Camilla snapped out, and hit her forehead repeatedly. "Divulging? I'm only telling you the truth and nothing more. I'm still the pauper you once knew." He tried to think up of a lie that could make them believe instantly Camilla was confused as hell, and she couldn't what else to say. She tried locking her gaze on Vince's but still, she couldn't find any form of lie is in emeralds eyes. She began to stutter, "I…I..r.. I really saw the digits, Vince. Why are you proving so hard to let her know you're rich? "Truly, I had some money in my account but I'm not granted access to it. It's all started when I was rejected and caused out t
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONEVince balled his fists angrily, and thought of how to find a way to make them regret their actions. Camilla chuckled. "You can't do anything right?" She smiled mischievously. "I will really make you pay for all you have done today! You would be humiliated once again." He promised. Camilla broke into laughter, "What? You!? Make me pay, you are so ridiculous!" She hissed. "What a pauper want to really make us pay? How capable are you to do that? Such a wimp!" Ellen happily mocked, and bursted out laughing, together with Camilla. "Can you imagine his stinky voice? I would make you pay!" Vince couldn't know what to say to them as he watched them in silence. He gestured to the exit, "You guys need to move out here now, before I take any drastic step." He ordered. "And why would I leave? I'm not yet done with you! You have to suffer a little bit pain before I release you. Or have you forgotten? I told you I would make you beg for mercy when your bones are being cr
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO"Hey, Baby girls!" He extended his hand to the women and grinned broadly. The question "Pablo, what took you so long?" Ellen spoke while wearing a temporary frown on her face."Babes, I'm really sorry about that. You don't need to be upset; I need to take care of some unfinished business before coming." He gave a brief response before laughing. "Oh, really!" Scoffing, Camilla. "Ladies, C'mon. You don't have to do this!"He laughed, but his grim countenance quickly turned icy and austere. Where is that idiot who said I couldn't kill him with my fists?" His voice was tinged with the deepest hatred as he asked. Those words hit him in the face like a ton of bricks. The question, "Where is he?" He yelled, his fingers interlocked, clearly ready to fight and ruthlessly beat anyone who got in his path. When Vince heard his booming, heavy voice, he froze in place and clung to the wall behind him. Ellen and Camilla grinned brightly, "That's the naive boy right there! A
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE Vincent Hutchinson got out from the house, he was wearing a jeans and a worn-out shirt. Though, he was looking hnadosme but no one would classify him as a rich man but a pauper!"Wow! Such a wonderful scene I'm setting my eyes upon!" He mocked, and laughed uncontrollably. "You are doing a great job, guys!" He commended. Camilla looked up to Vince and begged with a pleading eyes, "I'm sorry. You cant have to punish me," Vincent smirked as he stared at them, they are looking weak, feeling pains due to the Pablo's harsh treatment. "As a what? Why can't I punish you, Cami?" He questioned as he deepened his hands into the pantpockets. "I'm your girlfriend, Vince." She shouted and then, breathed heavily. "Okay, Fine! I am your ex but you shouldn't do this to me. You should have an iota of pity for me." She continued. "Oh! Like the way you have an iota of pity for me some minutes ago." He spat, and chuckled afterwards, "What am I even saying?" He sputtered out as
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOURThe taxi stopped at the Miss Biggs'Fast Food, while Vincent Hutchinson steps down from it, without failing to thank the cabman. "Thanks man!" He appreciated, closing the after him, and inhaled deeply as he heard the sound of the taxi moving away. He stared at the circular - shaped signboard, inscripted and designed with 'Miss Biggs' Fast Food' words. As at before, a stationery guard couldn't be found at the entrance, people where entering and going out of the restaurant freely. He chuckled. "If this would become a fast rising and popular restaurant then, a lot of changes need to be made here." He muttered to himself as he walked towards the door. He dipped his left hand into his pantpocket, and pushed the door open. He felt some gaze on his body as he took a step into the restaurant. He cared less and walked up to seat and sat down. Within a blink of an eye, a waiter ran towards him with the menu on his hand. "Good morning sir," He greeted, "Welcome to Mis