All Chapters of Rise Of The Student Pauper: Chapter 61
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CHAPTER 61
Darren watched everything unfold with utter bewilderment. Mr. Scofield looked far tenser now than he had been when he pointed a gun at Darren’s head. Back then, there had been cruelty and arrogance in his posture; now, there was nothing but fear.From their exchange, Darren could tell that this Supreme One was also a member of the Cabal—and not just any member. To be precise, he was the leader of the syndicate itself.No wonder Mr. Scofield was so terrified of him. Just how powerful was this man, Darren wondered, that even his own accomplices trembled uncontrollably in his presence?The Supreme One glared at Mr. Scofield with undisguised disgust. “Excuses,” he said through gritted teeth, his jaw tightening. “You know how much I hate it when someone uses excuses to cover up their failed responsibilities.”His voice grew colder as he continued, each word sharp and deliberate. “Outside the cause, you know I have a personal vendetta against Derek Hilton—I hate that man with my very soul.
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Later that evening, at the Hilton mansion, Derek sat regally in the comfort of his sitting room, calmly enjoying the fruits of his years of hard work. The warm lighting and quiet atmosphere reflected the peace he believed surrounded his life.Everything seemed perfectly fine—until Helena rushed in, her face contorted with worry.“Good evening, sir,” she greeted hurriedly.“What is it, Helena?” the old man asked with mild interest, not even bothering to spare her more than a brief glance.The woman fidgeted nervously with her fingers before responding in a troubled tone. “Sir… it’s Darren.”Hearing his grandson’s name, Derek immediately turned toward her, giving her his full attention. His eyes narrowed slightly, burning with curiosity.“What about Darren?” he asked. “Is he in some kind of trouble?”“No, I don’t think he’s in any trouble,” she replied quickly, uneasy under the intensity of his gaze. “It’s just that he hasn’t come back from school yet, and it’s already 9 p.m. That’s unu
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“If he didn’t come to school, then where did he go?” Derek pondered aloud, his voice heavy with dread. His panic only intensified. If Darren had come to school, at least they would have had a lead—some clue about where he went afterward.Now, they had nothing. No trail. No direction. No idea where he might have disappeared to.Derek raised a hand and massaged his temples slowly, trying to think through the chaos clouding his mind. After lingering in thought for a moment, he lifted his gaze and raised an eyebrow at his emissary. “Any news from the groups searching the other end of the city?”Jeff shook his head dejectedly. “None.”He hesitated briefly, then ventured a suggestion. “Why don’t we go to the news channels and broadcast that he’s missing? We could offer a lucrative reward to anyone who has information about his whereabouts.”But Mr. Hilton shook his head firmly, his expression hardening. “No. That will only put him in more danger if the world finds out he is my grandson,” he
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Derek waited restlessly at home. Somehow, he had managed to convince himself that these professionals would find his grandson—it was the only thing keeping him sane. What troubled him now was the condition Darren might be in when they finally found him.Would they be too late?Just the thought of it gave the old man a pounding headache. He knew he would never forgive himself if anything happened to Darren.Deep down, Derek felt that Darren’s sudden disappearance was connected to the tragedy that had occurred two decades ago. Something within him whispered that the same enemy was trying to finish what he had started all those years back.For decades, Derek had done everything within his power to identify that enemy. Wealth, influence, authority—he had used them all. Yet, if there was one thing he had failed at in his entire life, it was uncovering the identity of that shadow lurking behind his family’s suffering.And now, that failure had returned to haunt him.He blamed himself bitter
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Derek, who had been at the other end of the room and seemingly unbothered by their exchange, suddenly appeared in front of the guard as if out of nowhere.“Who said he has information about my grandson?” Derek demanded sharply. “Go and get him—quickly!”The guard bowed hastily and rushed out of the room. Two minutes later, he returned with Eddie in tow.Seeing Eddie, Derek squinted his eyes and scowled. “It’s you,” he muttered. The curiosity burning in his gaze seemed to dim slightly. “Are you the one who claims to have information about my grandson’s whereabouts?”Eddie nodded frantically, his throat tightening. “Yes, sir.”The old man’s eyes lit up once more. “Tell me,” he urged sternly, stepping closer. “What do you know?”“Two days ago, Darren and I were supposed to go to the library together,” Eddie began. “But he never showed up. Later that day, he called and told me he had something important to do at Mr. Mike Scofield’s office and that he would be delayed for some time. But he
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“I have bad news,” he said calmly. “Bad news for you. But for me—it’s very good news,” he teased. “The Supreme One and I have reached an agreement, and he has decided that he will no longer punish me. In exchange, I’ll help him achieve something he has been trying to accomplish for many decades now.” He disclosed this with a faint chuckle escaping his lips.Darren gritted his teeth, his breathing weak and shallow.“You’re not even going to ask me what that is?” Mr. Scofield raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise.Darren remained silent.Mr. Scofield chuckled and said pompously, “I’ve promised to help him kill your grandfather.”For a moment, Darren’s heart seemed to stop altogether. His bruised and swollen face twitched in shock, his eyes blazing with pure disgust as he stared at the creature standing before him—no longer fit to be called human.Darren opened his mouth to speak, but instead, blood spilled out, dribbling down his chin.Mr. Scofield burst into wicked laughter.“Don’t worr
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Mr. Scofield staggered back and froze.For a brief moment, his mind refused to process what his eyes were seeing.Though the Supreme One had informed him that Mr. Hilton was on his way to the bunker, he still found it hard to believe his sight, it felt unreal. He blinked again and the figure was still there.Mr. Hilton had found him. “How… how did he find this place?” He muttered.Mr. Scofield together with Bob and his second bodyguard had been meticulous in how they operated. Erasing any clues that could lead to them. How could they have been discovered.His shock was soon turned into a consuming fear as a wave of panic washed over him.His heart slammed violently against his ribcage. His legs trembling uncontrollably.His eyes darted around instinctively, as if searching for an escape route. But there was none. It was already too late. Derek’s men had circled the whole room and some were even outside the bunker. This was his judgement day.Before Scofield knew it he was covered i
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M r. Scofield felt life leave his body. This side of Mr. Hilton was one he wished he had never seen. The old man looked like a grim reaper standing before him, cold, merciless, and unavoidable.“Tell me,” Derek asked, his voice trembling despite his effort to steady it, “what have I done wrong to you?”He asked the question from the very bottom of his heart, a violent wave of emotions crashing into him all at once.“I might have my own flaws,” he continued, his voice breaking slightly, “and some people may dislike me. But what was Kaleb’s offense? Tell me—what was his crime?”Mr. Hilton’s eyes welled up with tears he could no longer suppress. “Answer me!” he yelled, his sudden outburst causing Scofield to flinch violently.Derek gestured sharply toward Darren and went on, his tone heavy with anguish. “What was his offense?” he demanded. “You tried to take him away when he was just a baby. Somehow fate brought him back to me, and you still wanted to take him away from me again.”His vo
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It was late in the evening at Madonna Hospital. The hospital was undoubtedly the best in the city with the best doctors and modern medical instruments. But because of how much they charged, it was nicknamed ‘Hospital of the rich’ as it cost a fortune to treat someone there. The hospital was as silent as a hospital should be till the atmosphere was filled with sounds of engine purring in. A convoy of many expensive cars as much as the eyes could stretch entered through the gates of the hospital like it was a car show. Doctors and nurses were already waiting, alerted long before the vehicles even arrived the hospital.The battered and unconscious young man was transferred from the car to a stretcher instantly The professionals quickly strapped oxygen mask over his face, blood still staining the sheets beneath him. Derek had tried to follow immediately, but the doctors stopped him at the doors, insisting they needed space to work. He hadn’t argued—he knew when delay could mean deat
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A few minutes later, Mr. Hilton’s convoy arrived the police station where Mr. Scofield had been detained since the day at the bunker. The last thing he wanted to see was the face of this despicable man. But Darren’s revelation had forced his hand to come to himDerek and Jeff jumped out of the car and entered the police station. When the police officers saw him a few of the female officers in the lobby began whispering amongst themselves.“I told you the prisoner in cell 29 was brought here by Mr. Hilton’s men. Poor Mike Scofield. I thought he was a good man. What could he have done to provoke Mr. Hilton’s wrath to throw him in prison”. “Maybe he owes him money. Who knows”“…”Jeff caught one of the whispers and shot the officer a cold glare sending shivers down his spine. Police officers or not, Mr. Hilton’s influence was capable of pulling the uniform off his body. But Derek didn’t care about any of them, he headed straight for the front desk.The officer at the front desk swallo