Meanwhile, Julian arrived at the hospital in an hour. He paid the cab driver off before making his way towards the private ward where the old man was. Though he should have been discharged by now, as Julian had already assured them that he was in perfect condition, the doctors recommend that he spend more time in the hospital to further recuperate. It wasn’t a bad idea, so Lucien wasn’t against it. The old man’s health was a priority, so there was no need to rush it. “Mr. Henry, I know you are curious to meet this man, but you have to be polite to him. He has a very outstanding talent and I don’t want to cut ties with him.” As soon as Julian got to the door, he heard Lucien conversing with someone. They seemed to be talking about someone; perhaps it might be him. Sighing, he pushed the door and walked in. At once, all attention fell on him. There were two people in the outer part of the ward. One was Lucian, while the other was an old man with grey hair. He had a long beard,

Having settled that, Julian was out on the street. He looked from side to side and wanted to flag a cab down when suddenly, rows of cars rushed in out of nowhere from different directions. At first, he thought they might be a bunch of pompous kids who were racing around the street, but not until all the cars drove to his front and surrounded him, blocking his path from either walking back or going forward. “What the heck is this?” Jualin wasn’t scared but rather calm, and at the same time, his brows creased in anger. They weren’t some bunch of kids racing around the street, but since they came at him, what should be their aim? Crack! The doors came open one after the other, and men with tattoos appeared carrying wooden batons and so on. Then right ahead, another man who looked quite different from the others and was clad in a suit stepped out. Seeing who it was, the frown on Julian’s face deepened. “Punk, we meet again!” It was James; he had a smile on his face as he was cont

The guard's face immediately scrunched up in anger. He might not be able to afford most cars here with his salary, but that didn’t mean he was poor. Working here alone was quite gracious, as it came with a lot of benefits, and at times he got a tip of thousands of dollars from customers who bought cars. He might be a guard but he earned an average of a hundred thousand dollars yearly. He had bills and other things to settle, so there was no way he could afford to buy a thing here. However, compared to him, wasn’t Julian worse? He didn’t look like he had ever smelled more than ten thousand in his life, yet he had the guts to talk back. “Punk, the door might be open to fools like you because it’s technology, but that doesn't mean you can fool me too. I’ll suggest you go back and watch the rows of cars through the transparent wall glasses, or else I’ll be forced to drag you out myself!” The guard said firmly, looking ready to get physical if Julian refused to oblige. Julain sighed

Julian looked at Sonia, who was sitting pitifully on the floor, and felt a sting in his heart. He was used to people looking down on him, but it had never gotten to the point where someone would be treated this badly and what was worse, because of him. The manager didn’t even care whether she was hurt or not after he flung her like a piece of trash. Was this how these people thought and behaved just because they were in a high position? “Sir…it’s him. He has…a black card, so I’m sure he can afford it.” Sonia tried to explain as she struggled to stand. Her body kept shivering in fear as she spoke, showing how scared she was. “Black card, my ass! This man here has a black card? Where is it? Let me see!” The manager said with a mocking grin on his lips. He didn’t even spare Julian a glance, as he didn’t feel like the man deserved his attention at all. With shivering hands, Sonia pulled the card out. “Here it is!” She handed it over. The manager collected it and scanned it, but ra

Inside the car, Sonia had tears in her eyes. Regardless of how she tried to wipe it off, it still came pouring down her cheeks. Throughout her life, this was the first time anyone had stood up for her and even rubbed mud on the faces of her offenders. She wasn’t only crying because of that, but also because she wouldn't have to keep having sleepless nights over losing her job. Perhaps now would be different, and she would be able to cater to her family and enroll her siblings in school. “Come on, don’t cry. You want to soak my car seat?” Julian raised a brow at her. “If you do, you’ll have to work for several months for me so I’ll change the seat.” He continued teasing her, and she panicked, thinking he meant every word he said. In the end, she wiped off her tears and stopped crying. “I was like you too before. I don’t like the way society works.” He said after a brief silence before accelerating further onto the highway. …. Meanwhile, at the Flow and Glow company, There wa