I'll Make the Playboy Heir Pay
My younger sister, Natasha Carter, is three months pregnant when she is delivered to a group of rich scions, who decide to play a special game with her that involves guessing her baby's gender.
Unable to escape from them, poor Natasha chooses to commit suicide after suffering from a mental breakdown. Her naked body is later on discovered lying in a puddle of her own blood.
I'm enraged, to say the least. My wife, Josephine Floyd, is equally furious, too. She claims that she will seek justice on Natasha's behalf.
But when her childhood friend, Jacob Keller, flaunts the fact that he's the mastermind of that game, Josephine changes her tune instantly and advises me to be more gracious.
"Jacob is a playful guy. Don't take what he did to heart, yeah?"
Jacob remains nonchalant as ever. "Natasha got pregnant out of wedlock, after all. Yet, she pretended to be a chaste virgin."
With reddened eyes, I sock Jacob in the face. I want him to pay the price with his own life too.
But Josephine responds by smashing a wine bottle into my head. Then, she tosses a luxury watch she has intended to give to the winner onto my face.
"Your sister is the shameless one here, Horace! Here, this watch should be enough to compensate for your loss!
"Jacob is the heir of the Keller family, you know! A broke peasant like you should learn to be grateful with what you have!"
With a sneer, I smash the watch into splinters.
Trust me, this watch is incapable of saving Jacob and the other scions from the wrath of the family that has sired two generations of secret agents who've been carrying out classified missions for the nation.