Ultimately Rich Commoner: Path To Supremacy

Wincing in pain, Warren forced himself up to the Baritone Resort, he got to the manager. "Warren, you look terrible, what happened to you?""Don't worry, I have come to you for half payment of my salary."The manager gave him pitiful eyes, Warren had worked for him for almost a year now and within that period he was punctual, getting home deliveries done as extra while serving the people that came and went into the resort.Giving him half of his salary for treatment was not a big deal; he expected the man to understand he had no money.The man sighed. "My hands are tied, I can't help you." Warren hit his hand on the table wincing from the pain in his rib. "I need it for treatment! Can't you fucking see?"The man went flat for moments."Loser! Do you think I need you? You can die if you want, this is not a charity organisation!" He screams.Warren hit his hand on the table again. "What! I worked for it, it's my sweat."The man tore out a paper and slammed it on the table. "Get out, yo

Harlan got to his feet, took four steps back and now Warren grabbed a gun from the security and pointed it to his head. Pulling the trigger."Stop!" Warren commands. Harlan held a confused stare, "there is no need," he dropped his hand.What Harlan didn't know was that Warren wanted to ask himself if Harlan would listen to him and obey him. He looked at the Gold card in his hand and the autopsy.Seeing the picture of his parents, he collapsed, and Harlan rushed towards him. Warren couldn't put himself together. Who on earth could be this cruel to have them annihilated, he digs his finger into the ground. all his life he had lived with that guilt. Guilt of the event from that night."Cover the young master, nobody must see him cry on his knees." He commanded and instantly a cover was made with the bodyguards intertwining their arms together. "They will pay for killing them unjustly. You're the Lord of Welsh, there is nothing you want that you won't get."Harlan had headed the Donald fa

"We're meeting Cosmos Dane, I wanted both of you to meet earlier but you said you were tired. He is not your regular kind of guy, Loyalty from Comos is always earned. Once earned you can't vouch for it."Warren walks side by side with Harlan. "Why must I meet him, he is paid for his hard work, that is enough compensation.""You're a Lord, young master no one can intimidate you," Harlan said before he clicked the door open and they got inside a large suite.The door shuts behind him frantically setting his heart into a hiccup of beats, Warren was offered a seat to the left in the suite.He raised his head at the bodyguard who poured wine into the glass for them. "Is this another exotic wine?"Warren asked, Harlan chuckled pouring it into the glass. "You must be acquitted from your previous line of work," Harlan said, impressed by Warren's statement."What is the cost of the wine? Our young master here is curious.""This is Chateau Margaux, it cost $219,000." Warren was not fazed at the

Sawyer looked to the staircase of the Lance family mansion and found Jake Lance standing up there with his hands in his pocket like he owned the place.Sawyer blinked her eyes at Warren with a surface smile. "It's only a matter of time, don't worry I have got a few friends that will help and we will have our own flat." Sawyer moved ahead of Warren without batting another eye at Jake.Last year, she took a loan from the Lance private sector and got a Corolla Big for nothing car that she was driving to the company, instead of easing things for her by borrowing from her family company, she got derided and fifty per cent of the loan was deducted, she is barely left with thousands of dollar from her salary now that grandfather Oliver Lance has completely cut her off her monthly earning.The extent of having a house was almost impossible for her.Warren simply nodded, he didn't bulge, Sawyer's idea of moving out was good if not perfect.But what Warren didn't know was moving out from where?

Warren, stuck to his feet did not move forward before he turned back hesitating.The Lance family were so busy bustling with the new task allotted to them by Grandfather Oliver Sawyer, although he hadn't made it known yet he is a man with a big heart and makes sure effort doesn't come without a reward.When Sawyer struck the deal her status in the whole of the Lance group skyrocketed and no one would bother if she married a total loser.Her heart thumped loudly in her chest, if she failed to strike the deal and got tossed from the Welsh group, things would be even worse for her."Sawyer, you're incredible, it's just a matter of time till you strike the deal, don't you think?"What makes Warren so optimistic, a random beggar who has gone through hardship all his life should know better what people like the Welsh group are capable of."I'm still curious about it, Warren." He considered telling her that he was the richest man in Cleveland but that would never fly.They will mock and laug