The prison cell was small, dark, and smelled of sweat and urine. Jason Reed sat in the corner, his knees pulled to his chest. He had been thrown into this hell without a trial, without a chance to defend himself. The Harper family was too powerful. The police, the judges, even the government—everyone bowed to them.Injustice had been in the society eversince. Only the rich had the privilege to enjoy justice. For a poor man like him, he’s nothing but a trash. Jason knew he was innocent, but in here, no one cared. The other inmates stared at him, whispering among themselves. Jason wasn’t just a prisoner; he was an outcast even here. His face, covered in scars and pockmarks, made him an easy target. His hollow cheeks and uneven jawline gave him a monstrous appearance.He would not expect that he will be accepted as human. Even his parents hated him and abandoned him right after he was born. “Hey, freak!” A bulky inmate with a shaved head walked up to Jason’s cell. “How does it feel to

Jason’s days in the Falkner estate were nothing like he had ever imagined. His grandfather, William Falkner, wasted no time. The moment Jason agreed to stay, the real training began.---“Wake up!”Jason jolted awake as a bucket of ice-cold water splashed onto him. He gasped, shivering as he looked up to see his grandfather standing over him, his sharp eyes cold and unforgiving.“You want to survive in this world, boy?” William said. “Then you don’t get the luxury of sleeping in.”Jason gritted his teeth and got up. He had already learned that complaining got him nowhere.His days were filled with intense lessons. In the morning, he studied business—how to negotiate, how to read people, how to control the stock market. His grandfather showed him how to manipulate deals and make ruthless decisions without hesitation.All was so new to him. It was like having a culture shock. But on top of that he enjoyed learning new things, those things that he never thought he’ll get a chance to lear

Jason had thought about this a thousand times, and now he finally decided that he was going to go back to school. Though William made sure the he will have the best education even though it’s just homeschool, but he wanted to go back to his previous school. Jason stood before his grandfather’s grand desk, his jaw set with determination. William Falkner sipped his whiskey, watching his grandson with cold, unreadable eyes."I want to go back to my school," Jason said,William raised an eyebrow. "Why? What for? You have the best mentors here in the mansion, a world-class kind of education is given to you. You don’t have to go back to that useless school. It’s just a waste of time, Jason.” William set his glass on top of the table. "I need to settle things," Jason replied. "I want to know who framed me. And I want to make those who humiliated me pay."What people had done to him was not easy He was suffering from the way they treat - a trash, a mosnter, a useless piece of shit that nee

Jason’s grandfather, William Falkner, decided to hold a grand party to officially introduce Jason as his heir. The event was set in the most luxurious hotel in the city, The Tower, owned by the Falkner family. The guest list included the wealthiest and most powerful people—business moguls, politicians, celebrities, and foreign investors. It was an event that would change Jason’s life forever.Jason stood in front of the mirror in his tailored black suit. He still wasn’t used to the luxury surrounding him. He let out tensed sigh as he looked at himself in the mirror. He chose not to hide his real ugly face. He will let the world see what he really looked like and see who’s going to be his llay and who is going to go against him. He had been nothing but an outcast, a bullied student, and a framed criminal. But now, he was standing at the edge of a new life. The suit he’s wearing doesn’t fit his face. He’s like a modern beast in the Beauty and the Beast show. Kane, standing beside hi

Jason's mind wandered. He was sitting quietly in one corner of the VIP room, drinking an expensive wine. The amber colored drink sprakled as he stared at it. Everything felt so new, he was starting to feel overwhelmed. He remembered what happened in the gala last night.... it was something he's not prepared to experience. He only saw those kind of scenes in the television, now he experienced it first-hand. The ballroom still echoed with applause, though Jason felt strangely detached from it all. People surrounded him, smiles on their lips and fake warmth in their eyes. He had seen those expressions before—just not directed at him. They were masks. Every handshake, every compliment, every offer was a move on a chessboard. And tonight, Jason had become the king they all wanted to either serve—or dethrone. Jason’s eyes moved to the grand staircase where his grandfather stood, towering and proud. William Falkner had spoken his name to the world like a seal of power. But Jason couldn