Johnathan had been up every night, thinking of how to find out the truth concerning what Bradly said about Jack being a fraud and also how to get the evidence from him which is when he noticed the irregular pattern of Jack’s sleeping habit or lack thereof.“Isn’t that why you took out the book from the library, because you thought it would help you with your sleeplessness but sadly found out that a lack of good quality sleep doesn’t allow you to focus let alone remember what you read or should I say scan through?” Johnathan asked.“I wonder, does the weight of knowing that you will have to take over as the head of your family one day while being a fraud who can’t run shit be the reason why you’re having a hard time sleeping? Is what you did to poor little Stacy Winfrey, a minor what is keeping you up at night because you fear a scandal like that coming to light and ruining your future? No family in their right senses will ever allow someone with such a smear on their name to lead thei
“The master bedroom upstairs,” Johnathan said confidently, and Jack who could fathom the unexpectedness of what he just heard froze for a moment.“Excuse me but what did you just say? You want the—““The master bedroom upstairs, that’s right. What do you want me to say, it’s bigger, and has a better view of Wellstone from the windows and I’ll keep it straight with you, I should have been the only one who won this apartment at the raffle last week Friday so I want my rightful room” Johnathan said.Jack grimaced with confusion “B-but what about… wait, I thought… Hmm, why only the master bedroom?” He asked and Johnathan tilted his head.“Why only the master bedroom? Jack, what else could you possibly have to give me that I don’t already have aside from the master bedroom and you getting off my back about being from that Cross family cause I’m not—Well, I did think of something else you can give me but that’s not for a couple of months from now” Johnathan said as he grabbed his backpack f
Johnathan carried his luggage from his previous room and dropped them in front of the master bedroom and then he leaned on the wall while waiting for Jack to pack his things and move out.Beside him was George who was still surprised that Johnathan’s plotting and strategizing that he told him about over the weekend came to fruition this effectively.“Now that you and Jack are trading rooms that means his is going to be closer to mine from now on. I can already feel the chills of seeing him in the corridor every morning. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep well this night knowing that he’s so close” George who had been avoiding Jack whenever Johnathan isn’t around said then shivered a little.Johnathan looked at his worried friend and then placed his hand around his shoulder. “Don’t worry about Jack my paranoid friend, I can guarantee you that he’s not going to mess with you just because your rooms are closer than it was before” he said then turned his head to the master bedroom door
Although this girl had almost nothing on with the type of skimpy gown she was wearing, Johnathan compared her to the maid he had in mind, Madeline who was always covered in the usual maid uniform, and the difference in beauty was apparent.Even the maid uniform couldn’t hide the voluptuous figures that every single one of the maids in his and Abraham’s apartment in town had.They were like supermodels, stunning 9s and 10s who have devoted themselves to looking after him and Abraham and looking at this girl right now made it clear in Johnathan’s head that she wasn’t in the same league.The girl even tried to make herself seem more cute as she waited for Johnathan’s answer and soon enough he gave it to her.“Yeah, all the maids are gorgeous. I think the only girls in Wellstone that I can compare them to would be Diana and Rachael but that’s just me” he said and the girl became disappointed.“Still, that doesn’t take away the fact that you’re a clearly beautiful girl—“ Johnathan said and
Johnathan couldn’t believe what his eyes just saw and so he had to clear them first, saying “I must still be dreaming if not drunk because what the hell was that that I just saw?”After rubbing his eyes and making sure that there wasn’t an ounce of sleep left in them Johnathan tested his vision by looking around to room and confirmed that everything was good before looking at the Blood across pendant once more.“Hmm, so it really wasn’t a mistake or a dream. My face really is on the pendant, but how?” Johnathan said but calmer this time because seeing his face on the pendant a second time wasn’t as surprising.Johnathan looked at his phone still in his hand, focusing on the message from his grandmother which was still what was on the screen and he grimaced suspiciously.“From the text, it seems grandmother knew that this was going to happen. The Blood Cross has been passed down to two heirs in her lifetime so she should be able to fill me in on how this is possible” Johnathan said the
Mr. Rogers observed the look Johnathan was giving him and he knew that it would influence George’s perception of him and so he acted quickly.He stepped closer, spreading his arms out like he was going for a hug while saying “That’s not a way to welcome your Dad now is it, boy? Come on, let’s forget about the past and move on with the future. I told your roommate that I’ll stay out here when he wanted the opposite because I wanted you, my kid, to first welcome me and then invite me in as it should be” Johnathan who got more irritated the closer Mr. Rogers got gestured that he should stop and shouldn’t get any more closer.Mr. Rogers looked at Johnathan, having a face that made it seem like he was wondering why Johnathan wanted the gap between them to remain when in reality he actually knew the reason why.He even planned on playing that confused role to a higher degree by asking Johnathan why he was being rude to his adoptive father. He wanted to do that so that the young man would t
Johnathan clenched his fists to control his emotions.He didn’t want to invite Mr. Rogers into the apartment but he couldn’t do that as legally speaking, he’s still his guardian and until that changes consensually on both ends then he has to listen to him to an extent.Knowing Mr. Rogers to the level that he does, now that he has come to this amount of wealth and notoriety then the man is sure to do anything in his power to continue having his claws on him.He also has to be careful because Mr. Rogers is someone that is willing to sell any information he has on him to the highest bidder so what Johnathan is worried about is that Mr. Rogers doesn’t discover anything concerning his connection to the Cross family.Thankfully, he had managed to get Jack off that idea the night before and so the likelihood of Jack accusing him of being the Cross heir again while in the company of a hungry Mr. Rogers has been brought down greatly.“What’s with the resistance boy? Just so you know, your room
Within the time it took for Johnathan and George to finally get into the apartment, Mr. Rogers had already settled in.He was sitting on the couch with arms spread wide like he owned the place. A glass of wine in one hand and a metal alcohol bottle which he used to spike the wine some more in the other.His legs crossed as ruggedly as possible and on his feet were his dusty boots which instead of taking them off by the door and wearing the flip flops provided he refused and right beside him was Jack who had a huge grin when he saw Johnathan.“Looks who’s finally back— wait, I feel like this is deja vu. Didn’t I say the same thing to you yesterday, huh little brother?” Jack asked and Johnathan grunted.“I can see that you’ve made yourself at home. You even seem cozy with Jack” Johnathan said then sighed.Mr. Rogers leaned closer to Jack and dropped his arms on his shoulders to show how close the two of them had become in his eyes.He said to Johnathan “Your roommate was just telling me
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