Chapter 2: Day Two
Date 18 Mar 2321
Time 10:51
Location Sky Blossom City, Wyatt Residence
rat-a-tat-tat rat-a-tat-tat
Open up t.w.a.t! We know youre in there! Open up!
Augh! WTF! what does a man have to do to get a proper sleep around here?
Frustrated I got up from the bed, stomping my foot hard on the floor I walked to the front door in a sleep-ish manner and opening the door I snapped at them
Wtf do you want, dont you know its rude to hinder peoples sleep?
My eyes were barely open, I did not bother to see who was at the door and was ready to shut the door on their face but a large hand grabbed on to the edge of the door while pus.h.i.+ng half of his body into the door.
Unable to close the door I was caught by surprise then it dawned upon me that I had transmigrated and people at the door were no pushovers but hooligans blackmailing young Wyatt.
Looks like someone needs to be reminded of their place and debts again?
Bang
Shoving the door wide open, 2 people walked into the hallway without my invitation. The tall one looked at me with a sneer and said
Looks like someone is enjoying their sleep, but do you know who isnt! my cousin whom you hospitalized!
While the shorter one shoved two doc.u.ments on my face and said Look at them these are the medical bill and court notice, when are you going to settle the bills or would like to settle it in the Court.
Before I could get a proper glance at the two doc.u.ments the shorter hooligan hid them back into his coat pocket. He did not want me to read the doc.u.ments.
Both the hooligans gave me an intimidating glare, if it was young Wyatt he would have caved but it was not him its me, the more they glared at me the more guilty they looked in my eyes.
Calming myself and thinking of all possible scenarios and the worst that could happen, I said fellows we have been through all this already, I said I will pay you within a week why are you here now? Right now I dont have money to buy myself breakfast let alone to pay you. Come back on the 20th I will have your money ready by then.
You think we have no other work than to come to beg you for the money that you owe us! We only came to inform you that my cousin went through another surgery yesterday and the bills that you have to settle have risen, now that you know that we will be on our way. See you in two days.
Without waiting for me to go into details they walked out leaving me speechless.
f.u.c.k! I cursed inwardly. I could have just called the cops on them but I would be letting them off easy.
At most they would be sentenced to 2-3 years of jail for fraud, if I could prove them guilty that is.
No! That isnt enough they had to pay not just them but also the hands behind them.
These guys know Young Wyatts net worth and bottom line, so they dont mind hooking Young Wyatt for a few more weeks and demand more money before getting serious.
These twerps dont know how lucky they are that I transmigrated otherwise what greeted them would be the cold corpse of Young Wyatt.
Since they love money so much let me use it to teach these fellows a lesson.
Tring-a-ring! Tring-a-ring!
Uh! Whats that sound? where is it coming from?
I walked to the source of the sound, Its an old-style book with Iron bookbinding with a Qr code for a cover.
It was young Wyatts Iron Grimoire. picking it up I opened it to see who was calling,
[Cla.s.s teacher w.a.n.g calling]
Ah! I forgot now I am a student and I had a school to attend.
Going through Young Wyatts memories, I came to know this Robert w.a.n.g was a piece of work.
Back when Young Wyatts parents were alive this cla.s.s teacher did not hesitate to lick his students behind shamelessly but now he acts as if Young Wyatt has robbed his ancestors grave.
This Cla.s.steacher w.a.n.g was one of the main reasons why Young Wyatts cla.s.smates looked down on him, his friends stayed far from him and bullies got bolder with him.
Cla.s.steacher w.a.n.g may have not directly bullied Young Wyatt but his biased opinion and att.i.tude toward Wyatt caused many students to alienate Young Wyatt. Leading to depression and negative thoughts in Young Wyatts mind.
Forget it lets answer the call!
Toot
You dumba.s.s what took you so long to answer my call and why arent you in my cla.s.s? 15 mins! You have to be in my cla.s.s otherwise dont blame me for being cruel.
Being barged by his arrogant words a vein popped on my neck and I cursed,
Fu**, beep you beep your mama! Beep beep you and your mama! Sorry! wrong number.
Toottoot
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