Novels by Eshawrite

CHAPTER EIGHTAustin was thinking about trying that shiny card that Xavier gave him. Could it really give him money? Just as that thought popped into his head, his phone went "BRRRING!" He pulled it out and said "Hello?" A loud voice came from the phone."Austin! Where have you been, man? Why aren't you back in school? You know we have class now, right?" It was Vince, one of Austin's very few friends at school, and he sounded like he was in a big hurry."Fuckkk! Oh no! I totally forgot!" Austin blurted out. Then he said, "I had something important to do, but I'm coming right now!""You better run like a cheetah!" Vince said in a low voice and then hung up.Austin quickly waved down a taxi. "Nest university, please!" he said, and off they went. Luckily, the school wasn't too far from that big building, the LEDGER GROUP, so he got there just in time. He walked into class, hoping he wasn't too late. But then he saw everyone looking at him in a funny way when he got to class. And guess wh

CHAPTER SEVEN Xavier had a thought. He wanted to make sure Austin got a car to go back to his new mansion. You see, Austin Parker was now the big boss, the chairman of Ledger Group. He had so much money, like a mountain of it to live a luxury life for eternity! Xavier worked for him, so he wanted Austin to feel comfortable around him. He wanted to be helpful. But then, Austin left very fast. He went into the elevator, and Xavier didn't even get a chance to say goodbye or offer a ride. Xavier had to wait for the next elevator to go down. When he got out! He noticed a very familiar woman. She had strong-looking guards with her. They were standing in front of Austin, blocking him from leaving the elevator area. Xavier's body ran cold and sweaty when he saw this. “Lieutenant Xavier! What… what are you doing here?” Elsa said. She looked behind Austin, and she seemed very surprised. “Elsa! What in the world do you think you are doing?” Xavier asked. He took a step closer to them, and hi

CHAPTER SIX Xavier moved slowly towards the big desk. He picked up a paper and held it out to Austin. "Mr. Parker," Xavier said, his voice serious, "this is the last will of the late Chairman Andrews. If you sign here," he pointed to a spot on the paper, "everything that belonged to him will be yours. But... there's one thing you need to do first.” Austin took the paper from Xavier's hand. He looked at it with a curious face. "What is it?" he asked, wondering what kind of thing the old chairman wanted. Xavier looked straight at Austin. "The chairman wrote very clearly in his will. He said that if you want all his things, you must marry Miss Fiona Lawrence. If you don't marry her, you won't get even one small penny from him." Xavier spoke slowly and carefully so Austin would understand exactly what he was saying. "Fiona Lawrence?" Austin asked, his eyebrows going up in surprise. He hadn't thought there would be a strange rule like this to get the money. He had hoped for something e

CHAPTER FIVE Austin was back inside the elevator, his chest heaving like he'd run a marathon. He knew he was walking a tightrope. What if the person on the thirtieth floor slammed the door in his face? What if they, too, called him a beggar? The thought made his stomach churn. But right now, a bigger question looms. That massive amount of money... Where did it come from? Was it truly his? He desperately wanted to believe it, to feel the crispness of those bills between his fingers. Yet, a knot of fear tightened in his gut. What if this "gift" came with strings attached? What if it dragged him into a world of trouble he couldn't even imagine? He had to know for sure. With a soft 'ding,' the elevator shuddered to a halt. The doors slid open, revealing the thirtieth floor. Austin hesitated, his feet glued to the floor. This was it. He had to step out. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself forward just before the doors could close again. His eyes widened in disbelief. Before him str

CHAPTER FOUR The night air was cool on Austin's skin, but his brain felt like it was full of angry bees. He just stared at the ATM screen. Seven billion dollars. It was such a huge number, it felt like a bad joke. He blinked hard, then rubbed his eyes like he was trying to wipe away a dream. But when he looked again, the seven followed with all those nine zeros was still stubbornly in place. He took his bank card out. He thought maybe the machine would make a funny noise and say it was a mistake. But it just stayed quiet, its little green light blinking like normal. He put the card back in, clicked through the menus to check his balance again, and BAM! The same crazy number jumped out at him. A dizzy feeling hit him hard. He had to hold onto the cold metal of the ATM to stay standing. What was happening? Who could do something like this? And why would they pick him? His mind started spinning, trying to think of anyone he knew. But none of them, not even a little bit, seemed like th

CHAPTER THREE The moment Austin yanked the door open, his jaw nearly dropped. Standing there, as unexpected as a rainstorm in dry season, was Mr. Patrick. The landlord, a man whose belly strained the buttons of his shirt and whose weight probably rivaled a small car, glared at Austin. A knot of young men stood menacingly behind him. "Mr. Patrick! Well, hello there," Austin stammered, trying to sound casual, though his mind raced. What on earth was the landlord doing here, with what looked like a small army, at this hour? Mr. Patrick's face was a thundercloud. "Cut the sweet talk, boy! You know why I'm here. You've been dodging me like the plague. My calls go unanswered for days! Four months, Austin! Four months you've owed me rent! Pay up now, or my boys here will help you pack your bags... permanently!" His voice boomed, shaking Austin to his core. "Mr. Patrick, please," Austin pleaded, his voice barely a whisper. "The month is almost over. My paycheck is coming soon, I swear. J