Chapter 2

The bodyguards grabbed me, and I had no energy to fight them off.

I could only struggle and shout, “Let go! What are you doing? He’s not the heir of the Morgan family!”

Steven paused when I said that. He turned around and smirked at me. “Is this your attempt at begging? You should try harder, got it?”

He tapped his foot. “Get on your knees and kiss my feet. If you do that, I’ll consider letting you off.”

The woman in his arms spat and made a retching noise. She pursed her lips and turned to Steven. She said coquettishly, “I’m sorry, Mr. Morgan, I accidentally puked on you a bit…”

Steven looked at her and squeezed her behind. The look on his face was lascivious. “No worries. Cameron’s nothing but a dog at my feet. He’ll do whatever I ask!”

After Steven said that, the bodyguards shrewdly forced me to the ground. They ordered, “Hurry up! Make sure those shoes shine!”

When my head was shoved down, a sour stench assaulted me. Something sticky and stinky covered my face.

I held my breath and shouted, “Don’t go too far, Steven Anders!”

When he heard me call his full name, the surrounding spectators started to whisper amongst themselves. They said, “Shouldn’t his last name be Morgan?”

Steven’s expression darkened. He glared at the people who spoke up and explained impatiently, “Why would you believe what a driver says? You idiots!”

As he spoke, he took out a stack of cash, as if trying to prove that he was truly the heir of the Morgan family.

He flung the cash into the air and announced, “I’m the only heir of the Morgan family, and I can do anything I want here! If you spout nonsense again, I might just escalate this issue!”

The money fluttered to the ground, and everyone immediately got to their feet to grab as much as they could. As they did, they went along with Steven, saying, “That’s right. Oh, Mr. Morgan is so generous. How could he be a fake?

“Besides, he’s in a different luxury car every time he comes. I’ve checked. They all belong to the Morgan family!”

Steven looked at me in triumph. He stomped on my finger and ground down on it. “Do you see? No one here will believe your drivel!

“You’re jealous of me! You’re jealous that I was born into a rich family, while you’re the sort of person who will only ever be beneath me!”

He ground down even harder on my finger as he spoke, and I could feel that it was on the verge of breaking. It hurt so much that I was sweating bullets.

Seeing that I was still holding my ground, he lost his temper. He looked at the group of people still picking up the money and said, “Are you all deaf? Didn’t you hear what I said? Drag him to the back alley!”

After that, the bodyguards grabbed me again and dragged me into the alley behind Dreamscape.

The alley was narrow and suffocating. It was impossible to successfully yell for help in there.

Luckily, when I realized Steven was impersonating me earlier, I had already put my dad’s car plates and the driver request into the family group chat. I had also sent a message reading, [Dad, why are you going to Dreamscape behind Mom’s back and hiring girls for a night out?]

At this point, I was sure that both Mom and Dad were rushing over here.

I was thrown to the ground, and I felt blood trickling from the corner of my mouth. When I looked up, the bodyguards were surrounding me. They snickered and asked, “How should we deal with him, Mr. Morgan?”

Steven languidly walked to stand before me. He took several deep pulls from his cigarette before bending down. Without a word, he stabbed the cigarette into my face. I could not help but cry out in pain. “My father won’t let you off for this, Steven!”

Steven scoffed and stabbed the red-hot cigarette into my face again. “Your father?”

Steven exhaled a cloud of smoke and said in a mocking tone, “Oh yes, I remember now. Your father would pick you up from school sometimes. But he’s only a driver himself. He’s hardly a successful or capable man. What can he do to me?”

A driver?

The person who picked me up from school was the Morgan family’s butler.

I was about to say something when Steven got up and threw his cigarette butt away. He waved at the bodyguards. “Grab a cigarette each. I want to see some nice burns on his face!”