All Chapters of They Will All Bow To Me!: Chapter 21
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Chapter 21
Mikel stepped forward, planting himself right between Becky’s men and Barry and Jace. The moment he did, the entire hall erupted. “LET’S GO, MIKEL!” “SHOW THEM HOW YOU BEAT CHARGER!” “WE WANT BLOOD!” Phones shot into the air instantly, students switching to livestream mode like trained paparazzi. The comment sections were already exploding before a punch was even thrown. Barry and Jace shared one look… then identical evil smiles. “Ohhh, this is perfect.” Barry whispered. “Finally getting what’s coming to him.” Jace added. They crossed their arms and leaned back, fully prepared to enjoy the show. Meanwhile, Mikel stood there pretending to be fearless, he stretched out an arm to block Becky’s men, acting like he was the final boss. Becky raised an eyebrow, completely unimpressed. “So,” She said slowly, “You’re really doing this? Taking responsibility for something you didn’t do?” Mikel puffed his chest out, “I’m… I’m not backing down.” The students screamed in excitement. Be
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As the video played, the entire hall fell into a stunned, unnatural silence. Not even the loudmouths in the party dared interrupt what everyone was seeing with their own eyes. The scene unfolding on-screen looked like something pulled straight out of a Hollywood action blockbuster…Impossibly fast strikes, clean movements, reflexes that didn’t belong to a regular student, much less Michael. The most bullied person on campus. The boy everyone shoved in hallways without fear. The same student who once tried to throw a punch once, missed wildly, spun halfway around, and fell flat on his face while the whole class laughed. And now… this? “Bro… is he Jet Li or something?” A guy whispered in disbelief, his hand rubbing his neck. “No freaking way.” A girl murmured as her eyes widened, “Is this the same Michael? Are we sure?” People replayed the clip again and again like their minds couldn’t process it the first eight times. Every punch in the video landed sharply, decisively. Charger,
Chapter 23
Michael didn’t waste a second after the call. He and Mira got in the car, and the roar of the engine tore through the night like a beast released from its cage. He drove like a madman, faster than anyone Mira had ever ridden with. His jaw was tight. His eyes were locked on the road with an extreme level of focus. Mira held onto the door, glancing at him. “Michael… you're going too fast. I know you're worried, but!” He didn’t deny it. “I can’t let anything happen to them. They don't deserve it.” His voice wasn’t loud. It wasn’t panicked. But it carried a depth that made Mira say nothing else. They reached the location Becky had sent, it was a massive abandoned construction site. There were no other buildings within sight, just acres of unfinished concrete structures. Several SUVs were parked in a crooked line by the main building. Armed men stood outside, smoking, chatting, some pacing. When the headlights of Michael’s car cut across the site, the guards stopped and stared. “A
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Becky froze. For a moment, her expression cracked. Her pupils dilated, her breath hitched and her fingers trembled before she forced them still again. Because she finally understood. The air around Michael shifted. His posture, his stillness, the quiet authority in the way he looked at her, no fear, no panic, just calculation…It made everything inside her confirm what she already suspected. She was standing in front of the Scofield heir. Her instincts screamed it, her bones recognized it, her brain locked onto it like a predator realizing it had accidentally cornered something far more dangerous than itself. But Becky wasn’t someone who backed down. Not when her family’s empire was hanging by a thread. Not when she had been clawing for the head position her whole life. And most especially when Danny’s stupidity had nearly toppled everything. She forced her breath steady and straightened her spine. She couldn’t bow to him, not now. She collected herself and fixed her jacket, “Alr
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Michael’s jaw was clenched the entire time he signed the undertaking. The room felt tight and thick with tension, with the weight of thirty rifles all aimed loosely in his direction. Becky watched him with an expression of victorious anticipation, her fingers tapping against her thigh as if she were counting each second of her triumph. He finished signing. Becky snatched the document like it was a trophy earned from a bloody battlefield. “Now the transfer.” She said with greedy impatience. Michael pulled out his phone. Mira watched him with panic in her eyes, anger too, but mostly fear. Barry and Jace were somewhere in this decaying building, bruised, maybe worse. And Becky…Becky wasn’t bluffing about what he'd do to them. Michael typed in the numbers. $10,000,000,000. Ten. Billion. The zeroes filled the screen like a punch to the gut. He let out a sigh and finally hit Send. A moment passed, then Becky’s phone chimed. She flinched, just a small movement, but her eyes widened al
Chapter 26
Becky didn’t call her father immediately after sending the money. She wanted him to feel it, to stare at those numbers long enough for the shock to reshape his reality. He needed to understand what she was now capable of. So she waited. She paced around the center of the abandoned building with her phone in hand, counting on the inevitable call. And then it came. Her lips curled into a triumphant smile, she really had won. Her father didn’t waste a second, “You have made me proud.” He said, the surprise still visible in his voice. Becky's smile widened, trying to control her excitement, she only said, “Thank you, Dad.” There was a pause on the other end. A long, heavy one like her father was swallowing what little resistance he had left. Then he said the words she had been waiting her whole life to hear, “Becky… from this moment, you are the head of the Franchester family. All authority is yours. Everything.” She inhaled sharply, “I won’t let you down.” In the background of t
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The next morning, Michael woke up to Barry and Jace screaming like maniacs on their beds. They were jumping, rolling, shouting, shaking each other by the shoulders as if they’d just won a lottery. Michael blinked sleepily. “They must’ve gotten their share of the five billion. Good for them…” He thought, rubbing his eyes and letting his head drop back onto the pillow with a faint smirk. Just then, his phone buzzed with a video call request. Celia. Michael sat up and answered. “Michael! You won’t believe this!” Celia practically screamed into the camera. Her face was covered with a white face mask, she was in the middle of her morning face routine when she called. Barry leaned in behind Michael, waving excitedly at the screen. Jace perched beside him, grinning wide. “We got alerts!” Barry shouted before Celia could continue. “Alerts, Michael! As in, actual alerts!” “Nearly two billion!” Jace added, voice cracking in disbelief. “Each! EACH, Michael! I thought it was a scam, but th
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Amara stood in front of them with the kind of confidence only money, or the illusion of it,could buy. She reached into her bag and brought out a check with the famous Elite Inc. symbol and held it up like it was a royal decree, her smile wide and smug. “I suppose you’re all wondering why I’m here.” She drawled, lifting the check higher so the sunlight bounced off it. “Elite Inc. paid me five million dollars.” She paused for a reaction, when she didn't get any, she continued. “Five. Million. Dollars. For promoting their revolutionary, neofuturistic, solar-powered anti-aging beauty product. The one worth a billion dollars per set? Yes, that one. And I’m the face of it.” She tapped her cheek proudly. “Of course they picked me.” Celia blinked once. “How… wonderful.” She said in a tone flat enough to iron clothes. Amara kept talking, swirling the check between her fingers. “I’m here to cash it in, obviously. Because unlike some people…” Her eyes drifted down to Barry and Jace, then
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The Franchester family walked toward the bank entrance with rehearsed, confident strides. They had come to handle some paperwork in relation to Becky’s take-over of the family business. She walked ahead of them, crisp and composed, exuding the authority of her new position as the head of the Franchester family. Her parents followed, still slightly shaken by the events of the previous night, and Danny trailed behind them with the overbearing, arrogant confidence of someone who hadn’t learned a single lesson. Like someone who wasn't crying his eyes out a few hours ago. The moment he spotted Michael standing calmly by the front of the bank, held back by the security guard’s instructions, his expression twisted instantly into malicious delight. “Well, well, look who it is.” He announced loudly, pointing directly at Michael. “Where's the rest of your squad? Heard they got in pretty big trouble last night.” Michael didn't say a word. Danny's mother asked who he was, Danny scoffed as h
Chapter 30
While Michael knew he couldn’t go after the Franchesters outright, not without violating his word, the undertaking, and the honor of the Scofield name, he could still humiliate them. He could frustrate them. He could remind them that even without raising a finger, he existed on a level none of them could even dream of reaching. A well calculated idea slid smoothly into place. He pulled out his phone and made a single call. “I want you outside,” He said calmly. “Immediately.” The guards stiffened, recognizing a tone that didn’t belong to an ordinary citizen. Still, they had no idea who he was talking to. However, less than two minutes later, the double doors burst open and the bank manager himself rushed out, almost tripping over his own feet as he spotted Michael standing there. His entire posture shifted in an instant, panic flooding his expression, his face became pale, his tie slightly crooked. He didn’t walk, he ran. “Sir! Sir, forgive us!” The manager sputtered, bowing shar