Chapter 8 Wuyan

• She pushed the door and sneaked into her dark room, wearing a smile on her face, thinking she had finally gotten past her dad but then heard a husky voice in the room.
• "How was the party, Wuyan?"
• Wuyan trembled in shock and turned on the lights just to see her old man sitting on the bed, wearing a grim smile on his face.
• "Dad... but..."
• "But what? Are you surprised to see me?"
• "No, but I thought..." Wuyan couldn't complete her words. She had asked the guards who came to get her if her dad was aware of her sneaking out, but they told her no. Does it mean they lied to her and betrayed her trust in them? Just as she wondered, Mr. Warren called her attention back.
• "I know you must be thinking the guards betrayed you, but it's not their fault. I told them to do so," he said and stood up from the bed, his body trembling lightly. Mr. Warren was still very sick but wouldn't play with his daughter.
• "Dad, I'm so sorry. I wanted freedom, and that was why I left. I'm tired of being separated from others," Wuyan pleaded. Her father had never hit nor punished her, but she was scared of his strict ways of handling issues of disobedience. Someone might pay for it, but it’s definitely not her.
• "Hmmm... No problem, dear," he gave her a short reply. As Mr. Warren prepared to leave, Wuyan sighed in relief, but then he turned back to her.
• "Who was the young man who dropped you off?" He asked, gazing into her eyes.
• "It was a cab driver, Dad. I don't know him," she replied, uncomfortable.
• "Hmmm, right? Okay, well, I'm going to look for him myself. There's something of interest about him I want to find out," Mr. Warren concluded and walked away while Wuyan began shivering in fear.
• "OMG, what have I done?" she howled. It was a total taboo for anyone to see her face, and now that she went against her dad’s rule, someone is going to pay for it with his blood, and it’s probably Bryan, just so he won’t expose her to the public. She wept silently for him. He just helped and knew nothing about her.
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• As early as 6:30 am the next day, Bryan was already up to prepare for work. Dave and Mike prepared coffee, and when he was done dressing, he came to the dining room to join them for breakfast before he left for work. Suddenly, they heard a knock on the door.
• *Knocks!*
• "Who's there? Are you guys expecting someone?" Bryan asked his friends as he picked up a slice of bread.
• "So early? No."
• "Then who's at the door?"
• "I'll go get the door," Mike said. Immediately he stood up from his seat, three huge armed guys forced their way into the house, masked.
• "All of you get down now!" They pointed guns at them, and Bryan and his friends fell to the floor in fear.
• "Who the hell is Bryan here?" They asked impatiently, but the boys were all scared to talk.
• "What have you done, Bryan? Who are these guys and why are they asking for you?" David whispered to Bryan on the floor.
• "I don't know, maybe it’s because of the money," Bryan responded, his body trembling in fear.
• "Money? What money?" Mike chipped in.
• "The one Wuyan gave to me," Bryan replied, but they didn’t believe him.
• "WTF, be serious bro. How can you still joke at a time like this?" David asked worriedly when the armed men got impatient and were ready to pull the trigger on someone.
• "If you don't tell me who amongst you is Bryan, we are gonna blow your heads off, mfs!" They threatened.
• "I'm the one," Bryan identified and surrendered to them. They dragged him outside and made him enter the car boot, which they shut him inside before taking off.
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• "Shit. Who were those guys and why have they come here for him?" David asked as they watched the car speed away with Bryan inside.
• "Please, let’s call the police immediately," Mike suggested.
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• BRYAN
• Bryan was dragged out of the boot blindfolded with a gun to his head. "Where are you taking me to?" he asked as they walked through a dark narrow path, but the guys didn’t respond to him until they got into a room.
• "Boss, we brought him," they said.
• "Well, who do we have here, if it’s not the loverboy cab man," a guy sitting comfortably on a chair said with a grin as he rubbed his hands together.
• "Hey, I don't know what you want, but if it’s the money, then I guess you will have to kill me," Bryan blurted angrily.
• "Hahahaha, money... What on earth would make me take money from someone like you? Please take the blindfold off his face so he can see who he's dealing with," they took off the blindfold as commanded, and Bryan was startled when he saw a familiar young man sitting with a glare.
• "Remember me? I’m Hood. The guy who you punched because of a girl. I told you I would get you."
• "What do you want?" Bryan asked. He was so surprised to see the young man when he thought he had been kidnapped by armed robbers.
• "What I want? Oh, revenge."
• "Revenge for what? You were molesting a lady who doesn't want you, and you think that was cool? You are supposed to be ashamed of yourself," Bryan gained confidence and challenged the guy sitting in front of him. He had always been in terrible situations, and this shouldn't scare him.
• The guy stood up from his seat gently, shooting him a glare. He was so pissed off with Bryan's words. No one had ever challenged him before, and here was Bryan who wasn't afraid of him despite his menacing looks.
• "You are gonna pay for this so badly. Guys, tie him up and give him the beating of his life before killing him. I will just sit and get entertained by it." He ordered and sat down with a smirk while his guards carried out his order.
• They clasped Bryan's hands and were about to carry out the order when they heard a loud knock on the door and suddenly, the hard door was pushed open, allowing a weak old man to walk in, accompanied by seven huge guys in black. It was Mr. Warren.
• "OMG, Mr. Warren, what are you doing here?" Hood immediately stood up from his seat and gestured to his boys to stop as Mr. Warren walked in with angry-looking men. His approach wasn't nice, and everyone in the room could feel it, including Bryan who was tied up to be killed.
• "Hood. What's happening here? Why do you have a young man tied to the chair?" Mr. Warren asked. Hood's father is in partnership with the Austelin company too, which makes Mr. Warren so familiar with him. They had met several times in business meetings also.
• "Oh, him... I'm sorry Mr. Warren, this guy is a thief. He stole from me," Hood lied, and just as Bryan tried to defend himself, Mr. Warren interrupted him by gesturing to one of his guards who brought out a gun from his pocket and shot three times, directly on Hood's chest.
• "OMG!" Bryan exclaimed as Hood dropped dead instantly and his men surrendered.
• "Bryan, come with me. Boys, take care of these guys, please," Mr. Warren freed Bryan and walked out with him while his men killed all of Hood's guards before leaving the room.
• "So, you dropped my daughter off yesterday?" Mr. Warren asked Bryan.
• "Yes sir, I didn't mean to do that. I'm truly sorry..." Just as he was trying to explain, Mr. Warren gestured, and all of a sudden, they all went down on their knees in front of Bryan.
• "Please master, forgive me. We are sorry for what you have been facing all this while. The family has been in total confusion since you left, and we want you back. I promise you will never lack anything in life again!"
• Bryan was puzzled as Mr. Warren said this on his knees. "Wait, did you just call me master? How?"
• "What do you mean, sir... we don't understand."
• "You are the son of Mr. Austin, the founder of the Austelin company and also the owner of the 5-star hotel. When the assassins attacked and your dad was killed, I had to give you to one of the maids who ran away with you," Mr. Warren explained, and Bryan's words got hooked in his throat.
• "What? But I thought Mr. Austin's son died?" Bryan asked, and Mr. Warren shook his head negatively.
• "No, he didn't. It was all made up. You are very much alive."
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