“The manager will be here any second now so please speak to her with respect, sir,” the receptionist said then went around the counter to return to his position.Mr. Rogers scoffed “Respect my ass. It should be the other way around.” He said then smacked his tongue “If it wasn’t for moving out from that useless place with shitty neighbors not so long ago and fixing my truck I would have had enough money to get a better hotel instead of this dump”The receptionist pretended like he didn’t hear what was just said about the place he works and at this point, he’s seen with evidence that Mr. Rogers is a terrible and bitter person so he does what he can to tune him out.Just then, the manager arrived. She was wearing a beautiful and well-fitted women’s suit and she oozed both confidence and grace as she stepped closer to the receptionist counter.“So you’re the guest my receptionist has told me so much about. Nice to finally meet your acquaintance Mr. —” she said warmly as a way to lighten
“Even if I want to throw them out, we can’t once they’ve paid and spent some time here, not unless we want to compensate them for their time and money which means we’ll have to return more than what they spent. For now, our hands are tied until either one of them gets physical or destroys our property” she said and the receptionist pointed at his records book which was slightly damaged “He did that? Well, that’s not enough—“ she said and Mr. Rogers who was done laughing noticed the silent discussion that was happening between the two.“What are the both of you talking about? I know some really influential people so you better not get me angry enough to want to call and tell them that the staff here gets their kicks from insulting the guests while the management makes excuses for them and gaslight the customers. News like that can really affect business, don’t you think say madam manager?” Mr. Rogers threatened and the receptionist got pissed enough to respond.“What bullshit! Did you
Matilda looked at what Mr. Rogers was showing her then she looked at her husband and finally back at the necklace."What's that?" She asked with an annoyed look.Mr. Rogers flicked his eyes to the necklace in his hand and said "A necklace obviously, what else does it look like? Do you see an airplane in my hand?""You idiot, I know it's a necklace. What I want to know is why—?" She said but Mr. Rogers quickly cut her off.He pointed a finger at her face threateningly and said "Watch it when speaking to me! Never call me an idiot ever again—" he threatened but she cut him off by stepping closer and pumping her chest out.She showed she wasn't scared as she confronted him, saying:"Or what? What are you going to do— in fact, what can you do, huh Rogers? Talking down and displaying violent tendencies toward other women might work but not with me. Don't forget that we've been married for how many years now and I know what and what you're actually capable of. What type of man tries to prov
"A knockoff? What do you mean by that?" Mr. Rogers asked and Matilda palmed her face. She stepped closer, grabbed the wrist of his hand which held the necklace then she pushed it closer to his face."What necklace have you ever seen that's painted grey? What's worse, this doesn't even look like paint. I don't know what useless alloy this is made of but it's clearly trying to mimic silver or even worse, platinum" Matilda said and Mr. Rogers grimaced."Trying to mimic silver and platinum? I thought it was similar in terms of color to those two but I never thought it was trying to come off like one of those two. I just assumed that it was made of a mineral close to those two in the periodic table or the elements charts... whatever they call it" Mr. Rogers said and Matilda palmed her face again."We're back to what I said your problem is. Get this into that thick skull of yours, stop thinking because nothing good ever comes from it, fuck! I can't believe we just wasted both time and mone
"Here's your room service, Sir," the hotel staff at the other side of the door said.Mr. Rogers grunted then looked down at the crate of beer in the man's hand."Gimme that," Mr. Rogers said as he stretched his hand and was handed the crate of beer."Alright, bring the food in" Mr. Rogers instructed while using his head to gesture then he stepped to the side, giving the hotel staff space to enter the room through the door."If you'll excuse me, sir," the hotel staff said as he walked passed Mr. Rogers and went to set the food on the table while Mr. Rogers pulled out one bottle of beer from the crate and started chugging it.The hotel staff was quick to finish what he came there for and then he looked at the couple, saying "Please enjoy, courtesy of the hotel—" The hotel staff stuttered when he saw more of the revealing dress that Matilda was wearing and he cleared his throat."Anyway, I'll be on my way out now. Don't worry about the dishes when you're done, someone will be here to pi
"Look at that, the door is open so you can leave now but keep in mind what I said, okay?" Matilda said then smiled.The hotel staff who was extremely uncomfortable standing between those two, rushed outside the room and then Mr. Rogers banged the door close."Do you believe that? They let a faggot work here and interact with people. People like that should be stuffed deep inside a cave where they can't talk or even lay eyes on normal people like us. I mean, what the fuck is wrong with these people?!" Mr. Rogers said then smacked his tongue"Well, I should have expected that much since out of everyone who I'm guessing is more qualified, they made a woman the manager. What a stupid thing to do" Mr. Rogers said then pulled out another bottle of beer and started drinking.When he turned around to look at his wife, he saw her standing in front of the tray of food that the hotel staff had brought and then she opened them to see what they were."Looks delicious," Matilda said and Mr. Rogers
Johnathan was the first to walk outside the private jet and on the ground, he could see a convoy of three black Rolls Royce with their chauffeur and drivers waiting for them to come down.“Mr. Rose Adana said you should always move around in style wherever you go and especially so when you’re his adoptive son,” Abraham who came out next after Johnathan and was standing by the door of the private jet said.“Remind me to thank Mr. Rose Dana when all of this is done, Abraham” Johnathan said and Abraham nodded his head.“As you wish Master Johnathan” Abraham replied and the rest of their security team waited inside the private jet for the two of them to move forward so that they too can come outside.“Alright, let’s move out” Johnathan instructed then took the lead down the private get stairs and everyone followed behind.Johnathan who’s gotten used to the formation of how convoys move at this point headed straight for the second vehicle in the lineup and the chauffeur quickly opened the
Johnathan started returning the phone to his jacket’s inner pocket, saying “Master Kora will just have to wait until I return to Wellstone before we talk again” Abraham took in a deep breath and then sighed “As you wish, Master Johnathan”“Yeah” Johnathan replied and then there was a few seconds of silence which Johnathan’s expression changed from his usual one to a pondering grimace.A thought and question popped into his head and he faced Abraham who was expecting a question and so he faced his young master too.“Yes, Master Johnathan?” Abraham asked.“Abraham, you knowing Master Kora just reminded me of something I had wanted to ask you but had skipped my mind,” Johnathan said and Abraham raised a brow of anticipation.“Alright, you may proceed with your question Master Johnathan,” Abraham said.“Do you know someone named Zachery Zillar by any chance?” Johnathan asked and Abraham’s expression changed quickly but he did well to go back to acting normal “How do you know that name,
For those who enjoyed Anthony’s backstory and would like to follow it, The Midnight Heir is a book of its own. It follows Anthony’s adventures up until the Summit and beyond that.What was given here is just the first 22 chapters of a book with more than 300 chapters so you guys just barely scratched the surface. Please go check out that book if you find Anthony’s story and character interesting. I wrote that book before Wish To Be Rich so you can see the difference in writing skill and quality— not to say that it doesn’t have quality cause it does.I’ve said what I want to say so for now, this is goodbye from Johnathan Cross and the crew. If this book gets the love it deserves then I’ll be back to continue with a new volume. I’ve already mapped out everything that’s going to take place. There’ll be higher stakes, cross-overs, more world-building, interesting relationships, and all that jazz.I promise that future volumes will be bigger but that’s only if the book gets traction.Befor
The paramedic who had the syringe in his hand paused, jaw dropped, leaning back and filled with utter confusion.Anthony who was seeing all of this instantly got a look of disgust aimed at Franklin and what he just did."What the hell is wrong with you? Why would you do that, take away the only thing that’s saving your life right now?!" Anthony asked while he grimaced.He pulled himself away from Franklin and then with the anger still in him but now also mixed with a state of confusion, he pushed a weakened Franklin to the ground."Just what the hell do you want from me?!" Anthony yelled in an exasperated manner, looking down at Franklin who was holding on to his neck and trying to breathe in as much air as he possibly could.Contrary to being the one who had inflicted pain on everyone else, physically or otherwise, Anthony looked like he was in more agony than anyone else, huffing and trying to find a way to get calm."Alright you fool, that's enough from you. Just take a look at wha
Chaos ran wild as many of the patients in the main entrance of The Meteor Garden hospital scattered for either their safety or as a knee-jerk response to Anthony and Franklin.Some were patients with high sensitivity like epilepsy, autism, or Tourette so the sudden act of violence was enough to trigger them.Being among the few staff there and a proactive one at that, the nurse behind the counter hurriedly grabbed the landline and put out a call."Can we get some medics over here in the main area, right now?! We need as much help as possible with handling the patients and also to put a stop to a visitor who's gone crazy!" she yelled into the mouthpiece then slammed the landline back on itself.The nurses were able to get to the more mentally balanced patients who only fell to the floor while trying to move away from Anthony and Franklin.As for those currently going crazy, they needed more serious help from the paramedics who were able-bodied enough to appropriately handle the situati
["Hello? Who is this?"] Finally, after three attempts his call was answered."This is Anthony, Mr's Faller. I was just calling to see how Samuel was doing" he sat in the bed with his shoes off but still had his casino dealer outfit on.["Umm, he's fine. It's already way past his bedtime so he should be in bed sleeping. Is anything the matter?"]After hearing this, Anthony second-guessed himself on if Samuel was okay or not.Anthony thought that he might just be worrying for nothing. "It's nothing, I just wanted to call since it's been a while since I last did, that's all" he smiled["It has been a minute since you called but honestly I can't blame you, not when you and my husband have something so serious like Ama— Oh, sorry I mentioned that"] she covered her mouth.Anthony chuckled as a way to lighten the mood "You don't have to be ma, I also know how this has shaken your family so don't hold yourself on my account. I'll be just fine" he smiled["I'm glad to hear that and you make su
'The features, the resemblance, it's all so uncanny' Even in the intensity of the reproach, a conflicting thought lingered in Franklin's mind as he stared at Anthony.Anthony's face didn't undergo any negative changes after being accused, he remained as unfazed and stoic as ever "What are you talking about Sir, cheating in what game?""Don't play dumb with me kid, the others may have been too distracted to notice but I had my eyes on you the entire time and I know sleight of hand when I see it. Nothing can escape these trained eyes of mine" Franklin said."Okay sir, sounds like you're talking about a magic show you must have gone to. Sleight of hand? How does that have anything to do with me, a simple part-timer?" Anthony scrunched his eyebrows, tilting his head to the left."Why you!" Franklin exclaimed, smacking his tongue afterward.'Who is this kid? He couldn't be him could he?' Franklin's glare became even more intense and with that, it was evident that he wasn't going to back do
Since the beginning, the manager had had his head bowed ever so slightly that it looked like he had a slouch but in truth, he didn't ("Oh, one last thing. Always remember to lower your head when in the presence of these guests.") The manager told Anthony during the interview but Anthony responded with silence at the time.The manager took that as compliance but he was wrong as he has been glaring at Anthony but Anthony wasn't lowering his head to the guests. Instead, he was looking them straight in the eyes.Angry at Anthony, the manager wanted to address the topic but couldn't in their presence so he would have to remain quiet about it until they leave.However, what he didn't expect was that both VIPs didn't seem bothered about Anthony not acting overly subservient around them. They were even more accepting of him than the manager had calculated, especially from the man on the left."So how did you get so skilled in cards kid? You also gamble a lot?" Asked the VIP on the left, puffi
"Ah! I caught you!" Exclaimed a panting voiceSeeing Samuel getting shoved and falling towards the street, Anthony screamed out his name, reflexively reaching out with one of his hands even though the distance between them was too great that he wouldn't even be able to do anything.The driver of the incoming truck panicked and smashed the brakes as hard as he could.Unfortunately, the distance between them was so small that their impact was certain, but still, he tried. The truck's tires skid forward, about to hit Samuel while at the other side of the road Anthony watched, unable to do anything.Suddenly, his eyes flicked to a few meters behind Samuel where he saw a man, an aged man in a carton brown pants suit, reaching out for Samuel.Everything happened so fast that before Anthony knew it the aged man had grabbed onto Samuel's wrist, then pulled the preteen towards himself.*VROOM*The truck passed, nobody was hit and the person on the passenger seat, whose heart felt like it was
Outside the Grand Blue Restaurant, Anthony brought out the ID card to stare at it, about to make a left turn into the next road."Who could have thought that this tiny thing would mean the difference between being jobless and under the control of my f*cking in-laws and now having part-time jobs in three different locations? I could have gotten my share of her hospital bills already if I had just done this since day one" he mumbled, finally turning the corner He scoffed "I guess it all happened for a reason because I wouldn't be trying to regain my power if I ha—" out of nowhere, a kid ran into him and fell to the ground."Ouch, my butt!" The kid complained, wincing and rubbing his butt "Why don't you watch where you're walking Mr." The kid yelled, not even looking up to see who he was talking to"Huh? What the hell did you just say to me you stupid brat?!" Anthony was furious, glaring at the kid who finally looked up at him and saw who he had just run into.Instantly he shriveled, sm
He picked up his ID card, not caring about what she had going on beside him."Okay, good luck with that" he started heading for the exit but…"Good thing you said that because you're the one who's gonna need it" she smirked and he stopped with his hand on the knob, turning around to face her."What's that supposed to mean?!" He asked with a frown, sensing that what she said was a threat.She got up, walked back to her seat, and sat down without any restraint that it almost broke the spring in the seat.She continued stuffing her mouth with her food while glaring evilly at Anthony."What did you mean by t—" he asked again but then she interrupted him."Since you're looking to work for a restaurant of this level, you should also know that there are benefits or I should say, connections, that being the manager has presented me with. Businessmen, lawyers, doctors, politicians, Mobsters, and even families in the Hierarchy all pay a whopping amount of money just to reserve seats around my t