Harlan smiled, "I could have told you to do that but I am not someone who will do something like that. I am not going to give back to society the bad I have received from it. Instead, I am going to make it different."Jack glanced at Harlan through the mirror. Talk about being weird. Jack Had worked with billionaire kids but none was like Harlan. The ones he had worked with, even the older men, took pride in seeing their victims suffer. That way, Jack had gotten used to being tough, but working with Harlan calls for a really big difference."I understand that, Sir," Jack said.Harlan looked out through the window. The night view looked so good that Harlan found himself wondering if had been on this same planet all these while. He had never really enjoyed looking at things with such admiration.His mind went back to when he was younger and his foster parents gave birth to their first child, he had become a slave to them and was often being reminded that he was an adopted child. He tri

"That was what he told me when I caught him checking through my bag, but since now, nothing has happened," Tracy, who had accused Harlan of stealing something from him, sneered."He must have read a fantasy novel and loved the phrase, you can't blame him!""Christ! He could have practiced the words in front of a mirror and see for himself how ridiculous it looks on his lips!"Harlan swallowed hard. He was in pain partly because of his face, but the pain of being ridiculed was greater. "I don't have all the time in the whole world, let's get going," Jason snapped, rudely reminding Harlan of the checkup he had to take him to.Harlan took in a deep breath, opening one of his eyes that shot pain all over his body, he slowly walked out of the hall."If I were him, I won't step foot in this school again," someone said."Do you think he has any sense of pride in him considering that?" Read more