Chapter 11

Harrison

It was the last working day of the week. My father had called me several times to check on the school he had put in my name. Sometimes, I wondered why most of his properties were in my name.

My brother is probably enjoying himself in New York, while I have to deal with all this shit father has started. The man is old enough, I must say.

It was a hassle, walking through the crowds at the university. My guards had to push the crowd back so they wouldn't crush me to pieces. Most of whom were women.

As I walked further, I saw a scene ahead. A lady being beaten to a pulp. Women and turning themselves into cheap trash. Well, it wasn't any of my business. The noise from these people was creating a lot of damage to me. I'll have to get new clothes once I get to the office.

I came to a halt when I got to the lady that had been beaten. Her hair was ruined and her dress. I wondered what color it was supposed to be. She was held up by two guys while one guy stood in front. He bowed to me