A Puppet Rise For System Boss Allen

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"Please help me!" he cried to them.

"You should get out of here you stinky animal. Go meet your mother for help," the older woman snarled spitefully glaring at him with her eyes burning with hostility.

"Please listen to me ma'am. I need to speak to my father. Please, I need help. My mother is dying," he pleaded to the woman who laughed and drew closer.

"What makes you think we have the power to save her? We aren't gods neither are we living in a world of supernatural powers?" she questioned with her voice clear with sarcasm. She faced the securities who lowered their heads.

"Why did you let this young boy in? Do you think our house belongs to charity or a dumpster where any trash could walk into?" she insulted, but at that moment, Allen was ready to take in every insults, as long as she helps him out.

His father is a businessman. a popular business man with a lot of cash. He had a net worth of $200,000,000. But, he abandoned his first family just to be with another.

His mother had stayed by his side when he had nothing. Allen had seen them love each other and had always admired them when he was so young.

His mother never complained or talk about what they were going through cause she always had faith that everything would be alright.

His father finally got a job as a secretary in a big organization. They thought their lives were finally going to be alright, but little did they know that that was the beginning of their troubles.

Suddenly, Mr Scott changed. He became mean and always angry, insulting his mother at every given chances he had. His mother was being positive and would only say he is taking time to adjust to his new working environment and that had done a lot to his character.

Soon after, he became worst. Would keep late nights and wouldn't come home for weeks. He began to beat his mother at every slight provocations and him as a child didn't escape from the abuse. Stephanie was too little and would always cry seeing her father beat her mother.

It was heart breaking to watch it all. He was only just eight. His mother eventually fell ill and never did his father cared or provided some money for her treatment. She had to stop working cause she kept getting worst everyday.

Finally, he watched his father walked out of their door with his bags and everything he owned, never returning again. He went to meet the woman he had been cheating on his mother with, and together they had a daughter.

A heartless man, who left his sick wife along with two children to cater for. He hated him. He never planned on having anything to do with him, but there he was, kneeling by the gate of his father's house, begging for help.

"Get him out before my husband comes down here and get infected by him," she ordered and turned to leave but Allen allowed himself to move and did a mistake, by getting hold of the edge of her cloth.

She screamed out, "What are you trying to do? Rape me?"

He quickly let go of her gown and put his hands together. He wasn't given a chance as the two security rushed up to him and held him from moving any further.

"I am ready to do anything and do any work you want, just help me this time. Please I beg you. My mother would die and my sister would be sold to some men. Please have pity and help me." He had tears gushing out of his eyes as he pleaded.

"Take him out!" she yelled at the securities.

"What is going on here?" The very familiar voice, asked, walking to them.

Allen slowly lifted his head and his gaze landed on the man, who had fathered him. The man who he once loved and cherished. A man he was so proud of.

The man that became a monster cause he found another family. A man who he was a facial and structural replica of.

Mr Scott was surprised to see him and so halted for a minute. His son was right in front of his house which he never thought would happen.

The woman whimpered and rushed to him, "Honey, he tried to harass me. I didn't do anything to him but he almost got my cloth torn. He hates me," she cried and hugged him. "I am sure his mother sent him to do this. They are hateful people."

Allen, along with the securities were taken aback but they dared not say a word.

Mr. Scott glared at Allen as he consoled his wife. "How dare you try to harass my wife?" He growled at him.

"I promise sir, that wasn't what happened. I am here to ask for help and I wouldn't try to harm or harass your wife."

"He is lying," she wailed getting the older man angrier.

"You should be thrown to jail."

Allen forcefully got out of the securities grip and knelt down back, "Please sir, I am willing to go to jail. Just hear me out and help me. My mother is at the verge of death and my sister has been adopted. I need some money to help them out. Please help me." he bowed to the ground with his forehead touching the floor.

"And how should that be my business if your vile mother is dying? She should just die anyway." Scott answered.

Vile mother? He was the vile father.

"She was your wife, can't you help her for old time sake? Don't you remember what she did for you and how much you owe her? What about your daughter? She is at the hands of dangerous people and would be sold tomorrow."

"He is lying. I definitely saw Juliet and Stephanie today at the market. He is just trying to get money from you. His mother must have truly sent him. They don't deserve your help." The older woman whispered out loud to Scott.

"Sir my mother is in the hospital. I can come with me and see for yourself. Stephanie was really taken by some men."

"How dare you call my wife a liar when you are clearly the liar? My wife doesn't lie and whatever she says, that it is. Now, get your self out of my house. I don't care if your mother dies or not. It is none of my business," he heart was void with emotions, as he took the hands of his wife and walked back in.

"Sir please wait! Sir listen to me! Sir please! I am your son, please don't do this to us!" he cried as he was taken away by the securities.

They let him fall on the floor and walked away immediately.

Allen brought out his small ringing phone, and seeing the doctor's name, his heart skipped a beat. He slowly swiped the answer icon and placed the phone to his ear.

"Hello Mr Scott, unfortunately, your mother didn't make it......."