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CHAPTER 11
Three weeks later, Harry stood before the imposing gates of Hayburn University, clutching Alfred's note in his sweaty palm. He had spent the intervening weeks doing odd jobs and sleeping in shelters, but today was the day that would determine his future.The university's grand entrance was bustling with well-dressed students carrying expensive laptops and designer backpacks. Harry looked down at his secondhand clothes—a faded jacket he'd bought from a thrift store and worn jeans that had seen better days.I don't belong here, Harry thought nervously. But I have to try.He approached the security checkpoint, where a burly guard in uniform stood checking student IDs."Excuse me," Harry said politely. "I need to get to the CS Building to see Professor Alfred."The guard looked Harry up and down with undisguised disdain. "Student ID.""I don't have one yet. I'm here to meet with Professor Alfred Wyndham about—""No ID, no entry," the guard interrupted coldly. "This is a private universit
CHAPTER 10
After several hours of waiting, Harry heard a low groan from the hospital bed. Alfred's eyes fluttered open, his face contorting with pain as consciousness slowly returned."Are you feeling better, sir?" Harry asked gently, leaning forward in his chair.Alfred's eyes widened in confusion as he tried to focus on Harry's face. "Who... who are you? Where am I? I was driving to work...""Please don't panic," Harry said calmly, raising his hands in a reassuring gesture. "You had a car accident this morning. I brought you to the hospital."Alfred tried to sit up but winced at the pain. "An accident? But I don't remember...""The doctors said you had a minor heart attack while driving," Harry explained. "That's what caused you to lose control of your car. But your treatment is progressing well—there's nothing to worry about."Alfred looked around the sterile hospital room, then back at Harry with bewilderment. "Why are you still here? Shouldn't you have left by now?"Harry shifted uncomforta
CHAPTER 9
His vision began to blur as his strength finally gave out. Harry collapsed beside a lonely bus stop, his knees hitting the frozen concrete with a dull thud. He leaned against the metal bench, gasping for air as the adrenaline from his confrontation faded.Suddenly, a loud honk pierced the morning silence, followed by the screech of tires against ice. Harry's head snapped up to see a silver sedan spinning wildly out of control, its driver clearly struggling to regain command of the vehicle.The car skidded across the opposite lane before slamming into a concrete pillar with a sickening crash. Steam immediately began rising from the crumpled hood, and smoke started to seep from the engine compartment.Someone's hurt, Harry realized, forcing his exhausted body to move.Harry struggled to his feet and ran toward the wreckage, his legs shaky but determined. The street remained eerily empty-no other pedestrians, no passing cars to help.Through the spider-webbed windshield, Harry could see
CHAPTER 8
Harry slowly pushed himself up from the snow, his frozen muscles screaming in protest. Ice crystals clung to his soaked hair and clothes as he rose to his full height, water dripping from his trembling form."I am not a thief," Harry declared, his voice cutting through the winter air with surprising strength.Melissa's face contorted with fury. "How dare you stand up when I didn't give you permission!""You will kneel until you confess, you perverted little—" Terry began."No," Harry interrupted, his eyes blazing with newfound resolve. "I won't kneel anymore. Not for you, not for anyone in this family."This time, I know the truth, Harry thought with bitter clarity. This time, I won't let them destroy me.Sarah gasped in shock. "Did he just... did he just say no to Father?""The orphanage really did ruin him," Emma sneered. "He has no respect for authority."Frank stepped forward with fake concern. "Harry, you're making this worse for yourself. Just do what they say."Harry turned to
CHAPTER 7
The shock of ice-cold water hit Harry like a sledgehammer, jolting him awake with a violent gasp. His entire body was frozen stiff, every muscle screaming in protest as he tried to move. Snow crunched beneath his knees, and the bitter winter air cut through his soaked clothes like knives."Get up, you disgusting pervert!" Melissa Solomon's voice cut through the frigid morning air like a whip.Harry's vision slowly focused, his mind struggling to process what was happening. He was kneeling in the snow outside the Solomon mansion, his eighteen-year-old body trembling uncontrollably from the cold.This... this can't be real, Harry thought in confusion. I was in the warehouse. I was dying. How am I..."Look at me when I'm talking to you!" Melissa shrieked, her face twisted with disgust and rage. "How dare you steal your sister's underwear, you sick freak!"The memories came flooding back like a tidal wave. Harry's eyes widened in shock and recognition.Six years ago, he realized with s
CHAPTER 6
The warehouse doors burst open with a thunderous crash as the Solomon family's private helicopter touched down outside. Mona was the first through the entrance, her designer heels clicking against the concrete floor."Frank! Frank, where are you?" Mona's voice echoed through the dim space, filled with desperate concern.Terry, Melissa, Sarah, and Emma rushed in behind her, their faces etched with worry and panic."My baby!" Melissa cried out, scanning the warehouse frantically. "Frank, answer me!"From the shadows near some shipping containers, Frank's weak voice called out, "Here... I'm here..."The family rushed toward the sound, their footsteps echoing in the cavernous space. They found Frank slumped against a wall, his hands loosely bound behind him, a small cut on his arm that he'd made with a shard of glass."Oh my God, Frank!" Mona dropped to her knees beside him, her hands trembling as she examined his condition."I've been cut," Frank whispered, his voice deliberately weak a
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