06

Deric's body landed on the ground unpreventably. The man tried to get up by focusing strength on both hands. "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"No one wants that from you, Trash," Jonathan said without any guilt.

Deric's face stuck to the ground again as his hands failed to lift his body. Even so, he did not give up trying the same thing over and over again. This was no big deal to him. He had already experienced more severe bullying than just being kicked off the terrace and ending up kissing the ground.

Jonathan and James once tied him to the big tree behind the house overnight. The two brothers forbade anyone to untie him. Only in the morning, did they let Deric leave with a limp body after a fit of giggles.

Not only that, a few months ago, when the Aberald family received an invitation from a business partner, Jeremy suddenly invited him to join. However, while on the way, Deric was suddenly forcibly dropped off in the middle of the highway without phone and money. When he returned home, instead of being welcomed, he was presented with insults and diatribes.

"You're just like the pigs on the farm. You shouldn't have come back," Jonathan taunted with a sardonic smile on his face.

"Jonathan, that's enough," Jeremy said.

Jonathan chuckled and put his hands in his pants pockets.

"Did I miss something interesting?" asked James who had just emerged from the main door. When his gaze fell on Deric, he burst out laughing while holding his stomach. "Is it a gift from God that I woke up this early in the morning? Oh, this must be my lucky day."

"James shut up!" Jeremy let out a long breath, then checked the clock on his wrist. His gaze then turned to his two younger brothers. "You two, pick up that trash and put him in the wheelchair like he was before."

"Oh, come on," Jonathan and James said in unison.

"Why do I always have to deal with that wheelchair-bound guy?" complained James.

"Because you're the closest to him," Jeremy replied.

James reluctantly caught up with Jonathan who was already beside Deric.

"Though I wouldn't mind if I had to hug this land longer," Deric said with a small chuckle.

 "You always talk nonsense!" snapped Jonathan as he lifted the wheelchair off Deric's body. "Remember, you owe me your life. You son of a b*tch!"

"I'm afraid I don't have any valuables as payment," said Deric, who tried to lift his body again.

"Even your life is worthless," James commented sarcastically.

"Hurry up!" Jeremy, who was ruffling his waist, ordered.

Jonathan and James compactly lifted Deric's body by animating his arms like they were lifting dirt from the floor. Had Jeremy not ordered them to do so, the two would not have been willing to help the disabled man back into the wheelchair.

Just as Deric was about to land on the chair, Jonathan and James' eyes were suddenly drawn to the three cars that had just entered the house, then pulled over right in front of them. The two men's eyes lit up as if they had found treasure from the bottom of the ocean. Jeremy's expression was similar to that of his two younger brothers.

Jonathan and James suddenly released their grip on Deric's arm until the man's body fell back to the ground.

"That's... a limited-release car from the Otopixel company," James said with his mouth half open.

"Am I not mistaken?" Jonathan rubbed his eyes several times. "This car is only produced in a hundred units and only certain people can own it. Even if you have unlimited money, you may not be able to own one."

Deric was quite interested in his brother's discussion. To that end, he again concentrated energy in both hands. In his attempt to get up, his back was suddenly stepped on by his three brothers in turn. His breathing became labored as his chest was pressed quite hard.

Instead of checking on Deric's condition, Jeremy, Jonathan, and James were more interested in observing the three luxury vehicles in front of them more closely. Their shine was a feast for their eyes. The Aberald family's current wealth could probably only buy their spare parts.

"We were asked by Miss Caraline to pick up Mr. Jacob Aberald," said a man who had just emerged from the front car door. His words immediately erased Jeremy's and his two younger brothers' smiles. "Where is Mr. Jacob now?"

The man in the black uniform with matching glasses parted Jeremy and his two younger siblings' paths when he got no answer. He immediately crouched down when he found Deric still trying to get up.

"Mr. Jacob, are you alright?" The man immediately lifted Deric, then sat him in the wheelchair.

"It seems like the earth is happy to hear my complaints," Deric replied. His clothes and face were stained with dirt. His current appearance was exactly what Jeremy had said earlier, homeless.

The tall man immediately turned around and looked at Jeremy, Jonathan, and James in turn. "Gentlemen, is this what you've done? Miss Caraline would be very upset to see her important guest in this condition. You know what Miss Caraline can do with her money and power."

James glared like he was about to devour the man in front of him. "I'm the one who—"

"This was purely an accident," Jeremy interrupted, stomping on James' foot vigorously. "We promise we'll take good care of... Jacob."

"I assure you this will not happen again," Jeremy continued when James was about to speak. He stared intently at his brother, then flashed a fake smile at the man in front of him.

"Okay." The tall man adjusted his glasses for a moment. "Please wait a moment. We'll fix Mr. Jacob's appearance first."

The man then led Deric away, then handed him over to the two women who were already standing in the rearmost car. "Please, perfect Mr. Jacob's appearance."

Ten minutes later, Deric returned with a fancy black suit and neatly combed hair. His appearance was very different compared to a while ago, the reality was completely reversed now. His three brothers were just like ordinary people when juxtaposed with him. 

"I'm sick of seeing him," James whispered with a locked gaze on Deric, "that deformed man doesn't deserve any of this at all."

Jeremy replied in a stifled voice, "Shut your mouth and keep all your frustrations to yourself."

"Isn't that the Miraclewatch that  Deric is wearing?" Jonathan asked with wide eyes. "It could be worth over three million dollars on the market."

"Shut up!" Jeremy shouted under his breath. "You're making my blood boil even more. The man is serious. Don't get into trouble."

"We need to get going, sir," said the tall man with dark glasses, walking toward the front of the car. As Jeremy was about to open the front side door, the man said again, "I'm sorry, sir. This car is reserved for Mr. Jacob only."

The man then added, "Please use your private car to get to the event location."

Like being dropped from a great height and ending up on the rocks, Jeremy and his two younger siblings were stunned. James almost dropped his mouth to the ground in shock. His hopes of riding in a luxury vehicle were dashed.

"Miss Caraline didn't say anything about this before," Jeremy said angrily. He spoke first before James could say anything.

" Miss Caraline would not tell you everything, sir." The bespectacled man got into the car after seating Deric in the back seat.

Jeremy gritted his teeth as soon as he heard it. His jaw hardened, but his lips were forced into a smile. "Okay, I understand."