CHAPTER 1: INCIDENT

"What complaint do you have to lay again this time?" Henry's boss, Fred. with a scornful frown on his face.

"I want a salary raise. I need it this time." Henry sank his hands into his pockets.

"Why?" Fred returned to him, without even raising his head from the computer, not taking his words seriously.

"Gulp." A large lump went down his spine almost immediately.

Henry has been working as a sales agent in the company for years now and all his colleagues that joined in together have all been promoted but he was still where he was.

"My foster mother is sick and the doctor said that they need to carry out a surgical operation on her and make a really large deposit." He noted with a trace of tears in his voice.

After going around to sort for money and did not get any. This was his last hope and he could not allow his mother to die.

Mr. Fred shot a really weird stare at her as his face twisted with so much irritation.

"Do you have to always beg to survive? Isn't it enough that I have you walking around in the company doing nothing around?" He shot a stare at him.

"I'm not begging sir. Please, just for the sake of my mother, she is dying. I just want a raise and nothing more." His hands were clipped to his face.

"And if you get the raise you are going to stop bothering me?" He dripped off the pen that in was holding in his hands into his drawers.

Henry was taken aback by the words that he just spat out of his mouth. Right from the very first day that he stepped his feet into the company, he had always been treated like some piece of thrash

He never expected it to be so easy and getting at one go, it felt way too strange.

A surge of excitement flooded into his blood and he let out a slight sigh.

"You just have to sign a few papers." He added.

His hands swayed through the keys of the computer right before him as he typed in the documents slowly.

When he was done with that he brought out the papers from the printer and handed them over to Henry.

Read carefully." He cautioned.

Henry eyes screened through the outlines of the document and at some point, his jaw dropped and his heart almost stopped beating.

It wasn't a document meant for a raise, his salary was going to be cut by half if he signed that document in his hands.

His hands shivered and he was about to say something but his words broke into stutters.

"Do you want to say something?" His boss Fred inquired, staring right into his eyes.

"It's just. I think that you got the wrong document or something."

"Do you think I am stupid? Isn't that your name there?" He inquired.

"But sir I requested for a raise, Why is my salary being reduced?" The inquiry floated out from his mouth, still trying hard to process everything in his head.

"That is for even having the guts to askw for a raise when an insult of a man like you is supposed to be thanking me for offering you a life."

"But how do you expect me to survive in the city, sir?" He inquired.

The city, though a commercial City, was one of the costliest cities in the whole world, and with his low salary, he was finding it difficult to survive. A raise would be.

"And what do you think? That car?" His boss shot back at him

Henry thought about it for a while. He could always leave the raise and get a part-time job to foot his mother's bills.

"I think we should forget about this sir."

"No! No! That's not happening. If you are not satisfied, you could always quit." He returned to him.

Knowing way too well that there was nothing that he could do about it and he needed the job, he greedily took out his pen and walked.

"If you don't mind, I want you out of the office because I have something really important to do."

Henry walked gradually out from the office as random thoughts ran through his head.

But while his boss was walking away, his phone fell off from his bag and he didn't notice it.

Henry's eyes caught up with it and he tried to call him but he seemed to pretend not to hear him calling

Getting into the car, he drove away

A slight sigh escaped from his lips and he returned to his office with a Long face.

He thought about his girlfriend and the fact that he would not be able to get her gold ring. Now he was afraid but he would not be able to get that anytime soon.

Just then, his boss's phone made a beeping sound and looking at it, his eyes caught up with a text message.

He knew that he was not supposed to do that but he was taken over by his curiosity that was gradually eating up the inside of him.

His eyes swept through the message but something really strange caught his attention.

He noticed the number on display. It was from his girlfriend.

"But how do they even know each other?" He thought in his head really confused.

Hopefully, the phone wasn't locked yet. He tapped on the message and ran his eyes carefully through every single letter.

"Will be waiting for you at Crimson Hotel my darling. I book a room already. Number 390 so you don't have to stress yourself. Can't wait to have another with you again. Like that fool called Henry, keep dreaming." His message read with a kiss emoji.

His heart was racing fast as though it was going to burst through from his heart cave. He refreshed the phone wanting something else.

But it was still there.

"No! I can't believe this. I will have to find out for myself." He said to himself.

He didn't have a car yet. Besides, it was hard enough for him to feed already.

He boarded a cab and was soon at the hotel. He broke into a half-run as his feet inched closer toward the total.

He got into the hotel desk and told the receptionist that he was searching for someone for an emergency so they had to let him in.

His eyes scanned through the room number and he stared back at the phone just to confirm that it was the right one.

"Please let this not be true." He prayed as he pushed the door open.

His heart sank as his girlfriend sank her hands into his boss's pants, kissing on hard.

His legs quivered and it was like a thousand stabs in his heart as he watched the scene right before him.

"Rose?" The words found their way out from his lips and they stopped what they were doing, turning around towards him.

"What are you doing here you bum?" The face of his boss tightened into a frown.

It stared up the anger that had been lying low deep in the inside of him.

His hands clenched tightly as he walked towards him slowly ready to beat the hell out of him

He held tightly to the shirt of his boss but Rose had already reached out to her phone swiftly.

"Is this the security? Please come over. Where is the thug where?" Her words filtered into his hearings, breaking him even more than he was already.

Soon, he could hear the hard soles of army boots hitting the floor and advancing toward the room.

A group of men got into the room, pulling him away from his boss and pushing him to the floor.

Rose quickly went over to him as though she didn't even notice that her boyfriend was there.

"Are you okay Fred?" Her face was filled with so many worries.

"Thank your thanks that he is okay. Or you would have rot in jail." She roared at him with a hiss.

"What do you think it is that you are doing?" One of the men sank a blow into his stomach making him groan in so much pain.

Even though he was strong, there was no way that he could fight With all of them.

"Ouch." He cried out aloud as another blow crashed into his stomach almost immediately.

He was beaten so badly after which he was thrown out of the hotel.

Outside, he limped his way into the street as flashbacks that were even much worse than the pain that he was feeling ran through his mind.

He looked at his fingers and noticed that his ring dropped. It was the last thing that was left behind by his parents before their deaths.

But going back, they would not let him in again.

It seemed like a dream but he knew already that it was reality, glaring at me.

"Why me?" He thought about feeling the tears in his eyes but he pushed them backward.

He was a man and could not be caught crying.

While he continued to walk, something really strange happened.

A Porsche pulled a stop before him and a man sank his feet down from the car

Henry was greeted by a pleasant fragrance that was mild and satisfying at the same time.

Soon, the full length of his body proceeded out of the car. He wore a classic suite and three other men followed him from behind.

Henry was already shivering thinking that they were sent by Mr.Fred. So confused he was that he didn't know what to do.

Then all of a sudden, all of them came before him and knelt down beside him.

"Young master." All their head was bowed