“Huh?” The owner of the pawn shop said in a panic.“The phone, who that on it?” Mr. Rogers asked as he walked up to the owner of the shop all the while having a threatening demeanor.“Oh, this?” The owner of the shop said then chuckled nervously “I was just talking to another client of mine while you were out getting the fine-looking lady over there”The owner of the pawn shop looked and smiled at Matilda as he tried to get her on his side but instead got an eye roll and a scoff back from her.“You don’t get to talk to my woman so don’t ever do that again. In fact, you don’t get to look at her so look at me.” Mr. Rogers said. In response, the owner of the shop did as told and then gulped.“Why are you on the phone with someone else when you should be finding out the name of the mineral that my necklace is made out of?” Mr. Rogers asked and the owner of the shop fake smiled.“That’s because I already found the name of the mineral that the necklace is made out of. I wouldn’t have been o
“So, now that we know that this isn’t a cheap mimic necklace and that it actually has value and is made from the rarest mineral in the world, how much are we getting from something this size?” Matilda asked as she picked up the Blood Cross necklace and held it at everyone’s head level.“I came here expecting at least a hundred dollars but that was before you told me what I had with me. Now that I know, this should be about a few thousand or maybe even thirty thousand dollars if you ask me” Mr. Rogers said with a smug grin.The owner of the pawn shop creased his forehead as he bowled his hands together and waited to be given the Blood Cross necklace which Matilda returned to him. The man dangled the Blood Cross necklace by its chain, looking at the cross-shaped pendant that slowly rotated and the couple’s focus went to it as well.“After the little inspection I did I can tell that this necklace has some level of significance that goes beyond what mineral it’s made from. There are stil
"What do you mean by that?" Mr. Rogers asked then looked at Matilda "Babe, do you understand what he meant by that?"Matilda shook her head "No I don't" she said then looked at the owner of the pawn shop and asked, "What did you mean by jewelry empires take a lot of time?"The owner of the pawn shop who had used his words to control the situation shrugged He said, "I used to work in those types of businesses and I for one know how they operate.""How do they operate?" A curious Matilda asked"Well, for one thing, they barely take jewelry from random people from the street but I won't lie, they might if they see this. The only problem is that they will need documents of ownership and even if you can provide that, they'll still have to hand over the jewelry to their appraisal team which will take a week or two to tell you what the price of the necklace is before they buy it from you. If you can wait for two weeks for the money then please be my guest. I'll even recommend the jewelry em
The owner of the pawn shop told Abraham who was already on the way to him everything he wanted to know in as concise a way as he possibly could [“You’ve done well by giving them a room in your motel and buying us time my friend. Just make sure you stall as long as possible until we arrive”] Abraham said and the owner of the pawn shop grimaced.“We? What do you mean by that sir?” The owner of the pawn shop asked.[“By “we” I mean myself and a select number of people who have been trained to teach scum like those two a good lesson”] Abraham replied, omitting any mention of Johnathan who is the owner of the Blood Cross necklace.“Alright sir, I understand what to do and will be waiting patiently on your arrival, however, there’s a little challenge I’m facing on my end,” the owner of the pawn shop said with a nervous look.[“Challenge? What could that be?”] Abraham asked.“Well, Sir, as you remember I told the couple that I’m gathering their one and a half million dollars which is why t
"You got our money ready, right?" Mr. Rogers asked as he and Matilda finally got to the counter and he started resting his weight on it.The owner of the pawn shop smiled from ear to ear as he tried to act like nothing fishy was going on. If those two could read minds then he knew just how badly they would react to what he did behind their backs."Of course I did. What do you think I've been doing for the past couple of hours while you were busy eating and resting like VIP guests in my motel? It took all the contacts I have in my phone and then some to get the money we agreed on. My mouth and legs hurt from how much talking and standing I've been doing since you went to the motel but it's all good because I was finally able to get everything we agreed on and not a single penny short—"Mr. Rogers cut him off "Yeah yeah, we get it. You've worked hard making calls and talking for hours, whatever! Instead of wasting more of our time rambling, why don't you go ahead and show us the money"
“Good to see you too, Mr. Rogers” Johnathan said rhetorically.“Asshole, I asked you a question, didn’t I? How the hell did you find—“ Mr. Rogers said but was interrupted.“Excuse me but what’s going on? Who are you?” The owner of the pawn shop asked Johnathan and Johnathan looked at him then smiled.“You must be the owner of this place,” Johnathan said and the owner of the pawn shop nodded.“I am and you are?” He replied.“I understand your confusion as I didn’t say anything during the calls so allow me to introduce myself. My name is Johnathan Cross and I’m the one who owns the necklace these two thieves brought to you in hopes of selling” Johnathan said and the owner of the pawn shop’s eyes widened.“Cross? Owner of the necklace made of Pure Oat Stone? Wait, are you from that Cross family?!” The owner of the pawn shop asked with a shocked look about him.Johnathan smirked and replied “Yes I am and as for the man who talked to you over the phone, he works for my family”Immediately,
"What were you saying about teaching me a lesson, huh you piece of shit bastard?!" Mr. Rogers said as he clenched his fists and started throwing punches at Johnathan.Quick to act, Johnathan blocked the man's attacks with his forearm but Mr. Rogers wouldn't relent, he kept delivering one punch after another which Johnathan did his best to block.While that was happening and Mr. Rogers was laughing as he pummeled Johnathan like a madman, the owner of the pawn shop and Matilda rushed outside, being careful with the broken glass on the floor."Where did you sharp mouth of yours go huh you stupid brat?! You thought you could run your mouth without any consequences? As your father, it's my job to teach you not to disrespect your elders and you know physically is the best way to teach" Mr. Rogers said as he kept punching and Johnathan kept blocking from the ground.Anytime Johnathan would consecutively block his punches, the frustration would make Mr. Rogers to hit him in the rib. Doing tha
“What the!” A shocked Mr. Rogers exclaimed when Johnathan blocked his attack just now.“I said you’re never hitting me again. When is that going to enter that head of yours, huh Rogers?!” Johnathan said then used Mr. Rogers’s hand that he was holding to maneuver his way from under the man and then push him away with a kick to the shoulder.Finally, after a minute of being on the ground, Johnathan was able to get back on his feet and he got in an actual fighting stance this time.After standing up, Mr. Rogers first dusted his shoulder that Johnathan had kicked then he looked at the hand that Johnathan had gripped and grimaced from the pain he felt.He started clenching and releasing his fist a few times, saying “Impressive grip for a brat and that move, where did you learn that?”Johnathan shrugged “It’s nothing special. I have less than two minutes so are you going to hand over the necklace or do you want me to show you what it looks like when I actually do something special?” He aske
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