In the serene ambience of the school library at Crestview University, soft sunlight filtered through the large window. Casting a warm glow over the row of neatly arranged bookshelves. With students scattered throughout the space engrossed in their studies. Jack Smith was seated alone by the corner of the library. He was hungry, and his stomach was gurgling loudly; other students stared at him in disgust. Jack Smith, was known as an errand boy in school. He was from a poor family, and he did several jobs to survive. He managed to gain admission into Crestview through a scholarship. He shoved his hand into his pocket and brought out ten dollars, a smile curved on his lips. Jack stood up from his seat, grabbed his bag and sauntered towards the library exit. On his way out he met Eric and Elvis Hilton, the two famous twins in Crestview. They are known for always bullying other students. The twins had been reported on several occasions, but the school management hadn’t done anything bec

Jack stopped, turning to face Elvis, who stood beside Jordan. “You can’t go like that when I am still dressed like this,” Elvis spoke angrily, . “You would need to take off your shirt and use it to clean the floor. That way I will be satisfied.” Jack’s eyes widened in shock, “what.” He said with a low tone while shaking his head in disapproval. He glanced at Jordan, whose hands were folded below his chest; Jack wasn’t willing to do it. Elvis unleashed his anger at him by grabbing his collar and yelling at him, Jack’s face was covered with Elvis’s saliva. “You had better do it or you will have yourself to blame,” he said. The music stopped and people gathered around to witness what was happening between Elvis Hilton and the low-life Jack. Elvis tossed back, grabbed a drink from the table and poured it on Jack from his head, the drink cascaded down his body. Jack felt a surge of frustration and anger welling up inside of him. “That is for disobeying my order. I want you to take

He grabbed the picture, his eyes fixed on it. He looked at his senior butler confusedly, before shifting his eyes back to the picture. The face seemed familiar to him; she looked exactly like his first love, whom his parents were against him getting married to some years back. “Master, are you alright.” His senior butler asked, after seeing the expression on his face. He sighed deeply, and he got into the car; he instructed his driver to drive fast to the hospital. He needed to know how the young man got the picture of the love of his life. ~~~~ At The Hospital Jack blinked his eyes open, the sterile scent of a hospital room-filling his senses. Confusion clouded his mind as he tried to piece together what happened. He shifted, wincing at the dull ache that pulsed through his body; his vision became clear as he found his grandmother seated beside his bed, with her face worried. Next to his grandmother was his aunt Veronica. He switched his gaze towards the sofa, where he found

Mr. Campbell got up from his seat, pressed a button on his desk, and a large screen descended from the ceiling and positioned itself on the wall to their right. With a few clicks to the remote, the screen came to life, displaying a series of charts and graphs. Jack’s eyes shone in shock, darting his gaze from his father to the screen. Mr Harrison beamed at his son. He handed his son a document on the desk; knowing Jack was the best in the department, his father believed he would understand what was written in the document. Jack opened it slowly as he skimmed through the pages, switching his gaze from the document to the screen. “We own a significant number of companies, both directly and through various holdings.” Mr. Harrison said, “Let me show you.” He began, and the first slide displayed the name. “Matrix Holdings,” which is the parent company under which all their business interests were consolidated. Jack’s eyes widened as he read the names of companies listed, he was surprise

Jack gave the man a cold glance, and a small smile formed immediately by the side of his lips, “I would advise you to apologize to her and not me apologizing to you,” Jack said with his voice dripping with confidence. Steven found Jack’s statement annoying, he felt Jack was insulting him. “How can I apologize to this thing here?” he says with his voice filled with contempt and disdain. Jack got angry and was about to grab the man by his collar when he remembered the crowd were watching him, and he remembered what his grandmother taught him about respecting his elders. Jack inhaled and exhaled softly, letting air out of his mouth. “I will pay you $170,000, and if you dare lay your hand against her skin again. Then consider yourself a dead man.” Jack turned to call the cashier to come over, so he could make the payment. Anna’s heart squeezed in her chest, as she was engulfed with different thoughts. “Is Jack really serious about making payments? Where did he get the money from.” She