"What?" The message hit Henry like a block. He lowered his brows and checked the amount in his account and discovered it was reading "$35.73" . But what about the money transferred to him? Then he realized that it would actually take three days for it to process! Shit! Why didn't he think of this since? "Oi, I thought he said he could purchase it? He's all bluff and no guts." "Maybe the agent is right. He must be mad." "Yuck, he had the guts to make mouth when he had nothing." More and more people dropped their opinions, making Henry more stranded. He was still thinking of what to do when Bianca's voice entered his ear. "So, how do you want to be beaten? Your face or your legs should be broken first? It will be cute to see your perfect nose get fractured!" She said with an evil grin. "Grace, call the bulkiest security guards!" Seconds later, she returned with three extremely heavy men looking ready to kill. Before they could reach Henry, he shouted "Wait, let me text someone f
As Henry took the car out of the place, he checked the time and it was 2:47pm. He looked down at his dress and discovered he looked homeless. His dress was stained with dust from the pursuit, and his hair and face looked disheveled. Then, he realized he needed a clean haircut.So, he headed back to the hotel to change out of his dress before he would go to the barber's shop. He came down from the car and got into the hotel. He noticed a lot of cars parked in the garage like there was an event.He got into the hotel and asked the receptionist what was going on, and she said a group of elite members of the society were gathered, having a private lunch in their restaurant.He nodded and took the elevator to his room. On his way into his room, a loud voice made him stop."Young master!" The owner of the hotel, Aaron Crimson, called after him. He was a man in his late forties and he had a reputation for looking over the top at all times. Five bodyguards followed him.As soon as he reached
"Sh*t! How dare you? I can buy your entire family with just my neck chain!" Sage bragged in anger, veins popping on his reddened face.Even Irene didn't see this insult coming. She gazed at Henry with proud eyes, silently rooting for him."You could buy my family? Wow, I never knew you know a lot about my family! Look, I give you two options: apologize to this girl, or else I'll make sure you regret seeing me today!" Henry said."Oh my God, I'm so scared!" Sage faked fear and began to snicker crazily. "Hehe, Look at this rascal dressed like a clown. What can you do?" He sized him up, "Apart from being poor, you also lack the strong body to defeat me in a fight. Tell me, what will I regret?"Henry scoffed inwardly. He had a fairly built body, soft facial features, making him appear vulnerable at first. But his strength was surely on par with any WWE wrestler.However the man in front of him was strongly built but he didn't need anyone to tell him he was a weakling in terms of strength.
The bodyguards resumed beating him, ensuring all parts of his body were bruised and wounded. "Any man who beats up his girlfriend does not deserve to live! When you are done, throw him into the garbage dump outside the hotel!" "No, wait! Please…. Please, I beg you! Let me go, please!" Sage hollered in between kicks and punches, as he was being tossed about like a piece of paper. Henry acted like nothing was happening and looked over at Irene. "Follow me, miss. You're not supposed to see such an eyesore." "Huh?" Irene jolted. She fearfully left his side and followed Henry. "Thanks a lot for your help, sir." "It's okay, is he your boyfriend?" He asked. "Isn't it obvious?" She scoffed in a sad tone. Henry could feel the pain in her voice. It was clear that the relationship was toxic and this wasn't the first time he was harassing her. She gave him a slight bow and headed for her room. She was a pretty lady in her early twenties, with a v-shaped face and a slim figure. Her dark loc
"Huh?" "What's this guy saying?" "Is he okay?" "For free? In which barber's shop?" The barbers' shocked gasps and reactions rang in the air. Everyone thought he was joking or bluffing."Ah! I know your problem, you probably think this is the 20-dollar barber shop you used to go for a haircut? Look well, young man, you're in ABS! Aficionado Barbing Studio!" Gideon burst into laughter trying to hurt Henry's feelings.However, Henry kept a grim look. "I mean it, I have connections and I'll get a haircut for free. Watch and learn."Gideon erupted, his fury at peak. Why was he so hard to hurt? And before, he acted more vulnerable, allowing him to bully him as he wished. Why did he change? "Dammit, if you can get a haircut for free, I'll kneel before you and call you dad!"Henry was quite taken aback by his statement. "Are you sure about this? Because I don't easily forget bets." He said with a cold aura.Gideon felt a bit intimidated and reasoned he might be serious, but later brushed it o
Henry and Gilbert faced each other with smiles. "Long time no see, Henry. Allow me to give you a special private treatment in my inner chamber.""Sure, no problem," Henry replied, following him into the spacious office that looked like a separate room on its own. He headed to the high-end luxury room made to resemble a barbershop but with more facilities.Henry sat down and told him the hairstyle he wanted, and he skillfully began his work on the hair. He trimmed the edges and began the burst fade, and at the end the haircut came out perfect. "Young master looks 10 years younger!" Gilbert couldn't help but flatter."Don't flatter me, Gilbert," Henry criticized. He knew he looked younger, but 10 years younger was too exaggerated. He was only in his twenties, of he aged ten years back, would he suddenly become a child?! Gilbert realized he was unhappy and hurriedly corrected himself. "Ah, my apologies."Henry shot him a look, before saying, "enough with the formalities. Aren't we cl
The next day, Henry woke up early and began to prepare for work. He wore a not-too-expensive suit that did not attract too much attention, and white sneakers. When he was done, he got into his car and headed to the White Group. He alighted and took his steps into the large company, his expression strict and calculative. His first destination was Clifford's office so that he could register his name in the list of workers. He took the lift to the two-hundred-and-fiftieth floor, stopping at the vice president's office. He barged the door open. Clifford was busy with work, but the second he saw that it was Henry that barged into his office, he stood up immediately. "Young master, it's a pleasure to see you this morning!" He greeted with a polite smile. "You too, Cliff," Henry said, taking his seat. "I came for the registration." Clifford smiled at his cold attitude. He could remember how even more cold Reuben's attitude was to him, but deep down, they were the kindest people. He t
Henry ignored her gibberish and began sorting himself out. He discovered he had to collect the company's assets before fully beginning his work as an analyst.He grabbed his phone and walked out of the office heading to the HOD's office which was on the two hundred and twenty ninth floor. On his way, he mistakenly stumbled into a man as the man groaned and fell to his knees. "I'm really sorry," he said as he knelt down and picked up his files from the floor. He was about to hand them over when he saw drops of blood on the floor.But he didn't think he hit the man that hard to draw blood? The man got up slowly as he collected the files from Henry's hand. "Thank you..." the man began to say, when their eyes met. He quickly looked down and his expression changed mildly."It's alright," Henry didn't think much into it and waved it off. But he immediately turned back when saw the man walking with his hands on his left waist.His mind suddenly clicked and he remembered stabbing the maske