Trillionaire they never noticed

Problem

Exiting the mansion, Scott headed straight home. He lacked the monet to use public transport since he left his debit card at home due to rush, so he ended up treking.

While walking through the street under the afternoon sun, Scott began to ponder on just how he would dig out some evidence that would prove his innocence to Mr. Fernando.

He was certain that Pedro planted that object in his locker just to frame him and prevent the wedding, but with no concrete evidence no one would believe him.

And to make matters worse, he only has 10 days to fulfill the task.

'I can't let the wedding being called off. I still need to get married into that family so i could watch them from the inside.' Scott pondered, walking through the street with his hands tucked in his pockets.

The only reason why he came into the country, disguising as Scott, was to investigate a certain family. And that family was the Fernando family.

He had suspected the family to be the cause of his father and little sister's death that happened months ago, but he needed evidence to prove they were guilty.

Mr. Fernando worked under his father in his company, until his father built another company in this country and assigned it unto Mr. Fernando. Mr. Fernando must have hired gang to kill him because his father was shot immediately he got to the airport, and his little sister also got shot.

No one knew who shot the bullet, but it couldn't be a coincidence that the day his father went to the country to fire Mr. Fernando, that's also the day he died.

'I just need to gather more info on them. And getting married to Caroline is the perfect way for me to carry out my plan. She thinks i'm a fool and i don't know she cheats on me with Pedro?' Scott intoned with a grin on his face.

He remembered one night when he caught Pedro banging Caroline, but he chose to turn a blind eye and ignore it.

'I wonder why she is also pretending to love me. Why does she keep fighting with Pedro and her family when she knows she doesn't love me?' Scott mused in confusion. The way Caroline defenfed him infront of her family, even when she is cheating on him, made him wonder why.

When someone is cheating on someone means she doesn't love him again. Why then is she fighting to get married to him?

'Well, it doesn't matter.' Scott chose to ignore the matter and took another turn to a new broad street. The street was quite broad and empty, but the sound of a girl whimpering cohld be heard meters away.

'What's that noise?' Scott pondered, increasing his pace as he headed towards the sound. Upon getting there, he found a single thug that had tattoos all over his body molesting a girl and she was beghing for her life with tears streaming down her eyes.

"Jusr shut up and stop struggling!" The thug voiced out, grabbing her two arms with a single hand and using his other hand to undress her.

Scott emanined the situation for few minutes before glancinh at the floor and saw a metal bar. He picked it up and held it firmly with both hands.

"Let her go!" Scott voiced in a demanding tone, causing the thug and the girl to shift their gazes towards him.

"Get out of here, kid. There is nothing to see!" The thug sounded, ignoring Scott and continuing with his business.

"I said let her go!" Scott repeated,taking a step forward. This time, the thug let go of the girl and she fell to the ground, before turning around to face Scott.

"You got a death wish or what, kid?" The thug questioned, pulling out a knife from his pocket and holding it tightly in his hand. "You missed your chance of escaping, kid."

Saying those words, the thug pulled his arm backwards and stabbed his knife forward towards Scott. Scott reacted by lifting up the iron bar and deflecting the knife.

After successfully dodging the attack, Scott lifted up his leg and kicked the thug on the chest and he fell down to the floor. Before he could stand back up, Scott lifted up the solid iron bar and slammed it on the thug's head.

The bar made impact with his head and knocked him down to the floor. Blood flowed out from his head and he laid down there motionless.

Scott dropped the bar and began to pant heavily. He glanced at the thug on the ground and moved closer to him to examine him.

"Y-y-you killed him." The lady that was being molested earlier spoke in a shaky voice with her palm covering her mouth.

She wasn't wrong. The thug was dead. Scott killed him.

Scott picked up the knife which the thug wielded and examined the hilt. There was a drawing of a red skull which Scott recognized instantly.

'He is apart of the Red skull gang.' Scott pondered with his heart racing. He placed the knife in his pocket and attempted to leave.

"W-where are you going?" The lady questioned.

"What do you mean where am i going? I am going home ofcourse." Scott responded, irritated by her question.

"What about me?" She asked,wiping thw tears off her eyes.

"What about you?" Scott responded with a question.

"Where am i going to go? This street is where i used to live, and now that  you just killed a gang m..."

"Hey, listen up." Scott interrupted her. "Yes, i killed him. But it was out of self defense. If you ever mention anything to anyone, i will come for you too." Scott bluffed.

"I don't plan on telling anyone. But if the police or the gang finds me here they would force the information out of me. So please, help me." She pleaded, grabbing unto Scott's arm.

Scott glanced at her and realized she was right. If he should leave without her, the police might show up and arrest her and then force the information out of her.

So the best thing to do now was...

"Come with me." Scott uttered.