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The Servant Son Chapter 10
Two days before the new year, I was finally discharged from the hospital. Back home, I pushed open the door and took in the familiar, warm scent. The house had been thoroughly cleaned, and the carpet Victor had stained had been replaced. All of the furniture was free of dust, and the place smelled of my favorite pine scent. The person busying themself about the kitchen was someone familiar. “Xavier’s back!”Mr. Lowe had an apron on as he rushed out, hand still holding a pan. His eyes were red-rimmed.Mr. Lowe was the family’s long-standing butler and had watched me grow up. He was a nice man and very diligent. It was only because he had been taking care of his wife in the hospital that Victor had been hired to replace him.When he saw the news about the incident, he immediately recognized the house, even with the blurred details. He could tell that I was the one being tormented. He had been so worried when he heard that, once his wife was stable, he quickly rushed back. He
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The media storm that resulted from this was even more entertaining. Although he was usually a gentle man, when he was really challenged, Angus became as cruel as those who opposed him.To prevent Victor from getting back at us or turning public opinion against us, Angus made a move first. He had hired a PR company and found some media outlets to expose the whole incident, making a splash of the way Victor, as a butler, had attacked and humiliated his employer’s son, besides his theft.Of course, to protect me, all of these reports kept my name and likeness secret. The still from the security footage that was shared had my face blurred out, showing only Victor’s vicious face. Once this news got out, it blew up online. Netizens were enraged, and they all called Victor a heartless butler. [Oh, my God. Is that man a butler or a gangster?][He tore the son’s clothes off? He must be a pervert!][This sort of person needs to be punished! The employer has rights!]This enraged V
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I took the phone and opened WhatsApp. The family group chat was in chaos. It seemed that my parents had gotten some staff to patch through the house’s security footage while they were on the way home. The security system we had was equipped with superior audio capabilities. Thus, it captured not only Victor’s image in HD but also all his taunts and insults toward me. Everything had been recorded, including me being splashed with water, dragged by the hair, and humiliated. It had become evidence.In the group chat, Rose, my paternal grandmother had sent a sixty-second voice note. I played it, and her angry voice came through, so loud that I could feel the speakers of my phone vibrating. “How dare that man! The audacity of him! I’m eighty years old, but I have never seen such cruelty! You listen to me, Angus, you have to make him pay no matter what! And Gwen, you said the person who recommended him is a distant uncle? Well, he’s never welcome at the house. And don’t you ever g
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On the way to the hospital, Angus kept holding me tight, as if afraid that some further hurt would befall me. He kept wiping his tears away even as he glared at Gwen next to him. “If Xavier has any side effects from this, Gwen, or if the matter is not handled correctly, I’m divorcing you! I can’t stay with you like this! Look at the sort of person you hired!”Gwen went white at this. Her voice was placating as she said, “Honey, honey, don’t be mad. I’m not at fault here. How was I supposed to know that man was such a brute? Don’t worry, I’ll make him pay for this! I would never be able to let him off after what he did. Mr. Graham is on the way right now. I’ll be sure to have him put Victor in prison for years!”At the hospital, a series of examinations was done. The doctor frowned as he looked at my file. “He has had an acute stress response. In addition to the prolonged chill he suffered, he currently has a high fever and a mild lung infection.”The doctor pointed at the X-
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“Oh my darling grandson!” My paternal grandmother came over, crying relentlessly. She took her own coat off and tremblingly wrapped it over Angus’ coat. “What a horrible thing to happen! How can Victor be so heartless? Oh, my precious Xavier. It’s the middle of winter. Was he trying to kill you?”My paternal grandfather was shaking from rage as well. He was usually a collected person, but he was presently shouting at Victor. “You’re a father, too! How could you do such a thing? It’s so cold out, but you threw water at Xavier and tore his clothes off. Are you trying to kill him? You’re going to hell!”Victor panicked. He looked at all these people, who were rich and powerful, and who currently looked like they wanted to eat him alive. He realized just how big of a mistake he had made. He had thought that I was a worker who would not have anyone to back him up, or perhaps someone easily manipulated and scared off. But it was clear that I had the support of people who would make
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My father was in an haute-couture cashmere coat. His typically gentle manner was gone, and he was rumpled from his run over. Standing in the doorway, he quickly spotted me huddled in a corner, wet through and through with nothing but boxers on my person. He also saw the torn, waterlogged hoodie, as well as Victor reaching out toward me. “What are you doing?”I had never before heard my father shout at someone like this. He had only ever been warm toward me. He dashed over to me like a whirlwind. Before Victor could react, he raised his hand and slapped Victor hard in the face. The slap made a loud, ringing noise that echoed in the living room. It had to be more than ten times harder than the two slaps Victor had landed on me. The man spun from the slap and cried out. He slammed into the coffee table, sending the platter of fruits there scattering and rolling all over. His face swelled up quickly, and a thread of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. “Dad…”The moment
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