"What do you want from me again this time?"
"You tried to pull that with Bella Didn't you? And you want to leave just like that? Without compensation?" Lady Willow shot a deadly glare at him.
John stared through their eyes and could already feel his blood boiling over gradually with rage.
But with his clenched hands, he was able to restrain the anger that was gradually burning deep in him.
“I know that this is exactly what you have always wanted! Know that you have finally gotten it, I don't owe you even a dime! .“ He replied, saving the stress of pleading his innocence.
"You don't owe us?" Lady Willow scoffed.
There was no need for him to keep pleading his innocence when no one was going to listen to him in the first instance. The only thing that he could do was leave this pack of toxic people away.
John attempted to walk away from their midst but Lady Willow wasn't done with him just yet.
Her eyes sped off towards the necklace that he always had around his neck but now laid at the top layer of his bag and the smile that was initially on her face broadened even more.
"First of all, it's obvious that you will not be able to make any form of compensation since you are a poor ass so you will hand over your most treasured necklace to us." She requested without a single inch of shame.
His face twisted into a frown immediately at the thought of what she just said. There was certainly no way that he was going to hand over that necklace to any of them.
It was the most valued treasure that he had with him since it was given to him by his late mother.
"I can't certainly give it to you." He replied with a frown.
“Do I really look like I am asking you?“she shot a glare back at him.
“And it's obvious that Rachael got that for you so in other words, we are only taking what rightfully belongs to us.“
“And I am still not handing it over.“
"You don't have to because we are already taking it away from you whether you like it or not."
Benjamin dragged his bag off from the table before he could realize what was going on and quickly pulled the necklace away from the bag, flinging the rest of the items on the floor.
John's eyes burned red with so much anger and his hands were clenched tightly until it made a cracking sound as Adrenaline flooded his bloodstream.
"Give that back to me right away," John yelled at him, not able to control his anger this time.
"And what if I refuse to? What are you going to do?"
Before he could complete his statement, John grabbed him tightly by his shirt while he tried to break free from his Strong grip but there was no way that he could do that.
Seeing that there was nothing that he could do, he tore the necklace into shreds, as John watched every piece of the precious pearl shatter all over the floor.
For a Moment, John could not think straight as he continued to stare at what was before him still startled.
"If we can't have it, then no one should," Benjamin yelled at John as he went for the shattered pearls and began to grind them with his feet as they made a cracking sound.
He watched slowly with his anger rising, the most precious thing that reminded him of his mother cracked to dust.
He grew so angry that his eyes almost popped up from his eye socket as he went after Andrew and held him tightly by his neck.
I am going to make sure that you pay for this." He yelled.
Never in his life did he ever think that John would be this strong as his hands were firm on him.
Throwing him off to the floor, he went after him, throwing multiple slaps at him until his nose and his mouth bled.
John's hands continued to hit Benjamin's face while he continued to groan in pain and Lady Willow and Bella didn't dare to move even a single step closer towards him.
Lady Willow started with a bleeding heart as she watched her son being beaten up by a lowly punk like John.
Her hands shook violently until she could not stand it anymore. Lady Willow rushed forward with tears in her eyes.
"Get your hands off my son right this moment!" She wanted to say.
But the moment her eyes met with the blazing gaze of John, she froze in an instant. And her foot could not move out from the spot where she was standing.
"Don't come anywhere closer!" John's words were calm. But they caused a sudden sting in her heart that she could barely move her fingers. Her subconscious only quivered.
Benjamin's face could barely be recognized through John's scorn filled slaps.
"Next time, you should learn to respect your elders!"
"This should be enough!" John finally whispered to himself, tossing him off to the floor and he dropped in an instant.
Without any further word, he shot a glare at Lady Willow and Bella before walking away gradually.
Lady Willow still would not dare to move off from the spot that she was until he was a few miles away from them.
Her body defrosts in an instant, rushing off quickly to her son with tears in her eyes.
"Benjamin? Benjamin?" She called out quickly with a racing heart.
"I can not believe this! I can't believe that punk did this to my son!" She yelled with a mixture of anger and pain.
“Fool, I am going to make sure that you pay for this.“ She yelled at him with so much hatred and disgust in her voice but made sure that she kept her distance.
John Ignored her words, going down the floor slowly and getting the broken pieces of the necklace from it. After which he walked away from the room.
“You aren't just going to let him go away after doing this to me right.“ Bella yelled at the top of his voice while he continued to groan in pain but then, lady Willow shot a snare at him.
“We have to take you to the hospital right away because you are losing so much blood.“ There was a sense of fret in her eyes as every single part of his body was bruised.
Quickly they carried him off into the car as Lady Willow clutched the hands of her son tightly, putting in extra pressure.
She could picture John clearly beating up her child. The picture of it sending shock waves down her spine at every instance.
“I can't let him go scout free after doing this to my son.“ She kept on murmuring under her breath, thinking of ways to have her revenge.
At the hospital, Benjamin was quickly rushed to the VIP section as she had instructed and the doctors worked on his wounds while they stayed outside pacing up and down with fear written all over their faces.
The doctor emerged and she rushed swiftly towards him, seeking for information.
“How is my son doing?“ She Inquired quickly.
“He is fine now but he needs a lot of rest because he has a few fractured bones.“ The doctor informed her.
"Can I at least see him?" Her voice was dripping over with pity.
"Yeah sure!" The doctor handed over the card to him. "But you can only be with him for a while!"
Lady Willow made her way quickly into the. Seeing her son bandaged up in such a manner forced the tears to bleed off from her eyes.
“Mother, you can't let him go free. You have to deal with him.“ She could hear the echoes of Bella's words like far whispers.
“I already called Rachel so she would come and see what her worthless ex did to my son."
Meanwhile, Rachael was still in her office. She didn't have any meeting to attend in the first instance. She just needed to get off from that extremely tense environment.
Her heart beating heightened and her bones flustered with her head placed on the table until she felt a slight touch from behind that forced her to jerk up forcefully.
Rachel's eyes met with the person that had touched her and it turned out to be her secretary.
"You frightened me!" She said letting out deep breaths.
"Are you okay Rachael? You don't look too fine. Patricia inquired with confused expressions laced all over her face.
"It's John! Ever since he left! I have been feeling a deep void in my heart! This strange emptiness! I don't believe that he did what he was accused of. But that was just my opportunity to do what I had always wanted. I just couldn't think of any other way that I could lay him off; I truly wished that they were other ways that I could!" Her hands covered her face slowly.
"I think that you did the right thing Rachael! And I strongly believe that he did what he was accused of doing! I'm sure that he is only trying to hide his true identity from you and could not do that anymore!
Now that you guys are no longer together, you are going to see him for who he really is!" She assured me.
Rachael stared at her with a blank look on her face. She didn't even know what to think at this instant.
Just then, her cell phone rang. The call was from her mother. She had only left home a few moments ago, what could be the issue?
Was John suddenly proving difficult after he said that he was going to leave on his own Accord.
"Rachael! You need to come to the family hospital right this instant!" Her voice sounded way too urgent and tear ridden too. It made every single bit of the blood running through her vines to run cold.
Her heart froze as she stared at Patricia. "I think there's trouble!" She muttered.
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JOHN'S POVI wake before dawn, the meeting with Dr. Vance sitting heavy in my chest like a stone I can't dislodge.The pre-dawn darkness feels oppressive as I lie there staring at the ceiling, watching the shadows gradually lighten as morning approaches. Sleep never really came last night, just restless half-consciousness filled with anxious speculation about what Dr. Vance wants.I go through my morning routine without really going through it, each action performed on autopilot while my mind stays locked on eight AM. Shower. Dress. Check the message again to confirm the time and room, even though I've memorized both.Conference Room A. Eight o'clock.Breakfast passes in a blur of food I don't taste and conversation I barely register. My team talks around me but I contribute almost nothing, just nod occasionally when it seems appropriate.I notice Rachel across the dining hall, surrounded as always by people from prominent families. She's listening to someone talk but her attention se
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The Space BetweenJOHN'S POVThe moment with Divo stretches longer than it should, the silence between us growing heavier with each passing second.Neither of us moves first, both holding our ground in the narrow corridor like stepping aside would be admitting something neither wants to concede. Something close to defeat. Finally, I break the standoff. "What are you doing here?"Divo's response comes immediately, his voice cold and controlled. "I could ask you the same thing.""I was just passing through," I say. "Heading back to my room.""Interesting route," he says, his tone making it clear he doesn't believe me. "I was just passing through too."We both know it's a lie. Both of us were near the restricted wing for a reason, drawn to that partially open door like moths to flame. But neither of us acknowledges it directly, the truth sitting between us unspoken but understood."Right," I say after a beat. "Well. I should get going.""Yeah," Divo agrees. "Me too."But neither of us
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Afterward, the collective trial firing of the percussion cap guns by the police school instructors began.After trying out the new guns, everyone appeared incredibly excited. They knew what it meant to have the shooting speed increased by three to four seconds.Joseph himself also fired a few shots and just felt a huge recoil; the butt of the gun made his shoulder sore. Moreover, in terms of loading speed, even Louis XVI was streets ahead of him.Well, as for the Crown Prince, his strength lay in his intellect; firing guns was a task best left to Kesode.Soon, Principal Frient discovered another advantage of the percussion cap gun, "I feel that this gun has greater firepower than the 1776 model."Joseph nodded inwardly, as no leaking from the ignition chamber meant more of the explosive force of the gunpowder was acting on the bullet, definitely increasing the firepower.An instructor standing by nodded, "I feel it too. Moreover, this gun doesn't spray gunpowder smoke in your face whe
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The father and son shared a knowing smile and promptly set out.Upon leaving the workshop, Joseph headed towards the Marble Courtyard, only to see Louis XVI turn towards the tea room.He quickly followed and asked in surprise, "Father, aren't we going to the shooting range?""Indeed," Louis XVI nodded. "While they prepare the carriage, we can have a cup of tea, some pastries, and change our clothes in the meantime."It then occurred to Joseph about Louis XVI's super luxury carriage weighing 1.5 tons; with all his travel necessities, it would take no less than 40 minutes to prepare.He eagerly caught up to Louis XVI, "Dear father, you're going as a master gunsmith to inspect your work, there's no need for such ceremony. Why not take my carriage instead?"Louis XVI blinked, hmm, a master gunsmith, huh? That does sound interesting, very stylish.He heeded the advice and after a quick change of clothes, he left the Palace of Versailles and climbed into his son's grey-black carriage.The K
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The current situation in France is such that it should thank Providence simply for being able to pay the interest on its debts, as for repaying the principal? Ha, one doesn't even dare to dream of it in one's sleep.Joseph's face tightened as he shook his head, thinking to himself that it would be great if all those banks that lent to the government could just go bankrupt...Besides debt interest, another major "bleeding point" of France's finances is taxation.The French Government now entrusts most of its tax collection to "Tax Farmers." Every year, Tax Farmers pay a lump sum to the government, after which they are free to collect taxes.Estimates by later historians suggest that the actual amount of taxes collected by Tax Farmers each year exceeds the fee they pay to the government by more than one-eighth.Based on last year's tax revenue in France which totaled 500 million livres, one-eighth amounts to forty million. This money goes straight into the pockets of the Tax Farmers.In
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General MacArthur, a renowned five-star critic from the United States, once said, "The sky is high, the earth is wide, but Daddy is the biggest." A summons from Daddy must certainly be the highest priority.Joseph, feeling helpless, looked towards the carriage and gestured to Eman, "Let's head to the Palace of Versailles first, and then look at them in detail on the carriage.""Yes, Your Highness."Before long, several carriages drove out from the Industrial Planning Bureau.Inside the carriage, Joseph opened the envelopes one by one.The letters were from the three "white gloves" who had been tasked with purchasing grain overseas for him; for secrecy, they used coded language.Joseph then took the codebook from Eman and began to read with effort.In the letters, the "white gloves" first reported on the situation of the grain procurement, which was generally optimistic. The first two batches totaled nearly 70,000 setiers of grain from places like England, North Africa, Eastern Europe,
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