I stood up and walked over to him. “Do you want to get beat up again, Richard?”
Richard was offended by my words. He then replied briefly, “Oh, you are just a bastard from the countryside, Alfred. I will definitely drive you out with my ways. Just wait for my revenge.”
As Richard spoke, he suddenly took out a pebble and smashed it against his forehead. In the next moment, his forehead was drenched in blood. He then collapsed to the ground. He began to wail. Not long after, two security guards came in.
Richard screamed, “Help me! Please, save me. My brother is going to kill me!”
It didn't take long for our parents to come back. Richard, who had been pretending to be unconscious, woke up from his bed.
He shouted, “My brother, please, don't kill me. Can't I just leave?”
Our father, Ferdinand, roared loudly, “Bastard! What have you done, Alfred? How dare you bully Richard?”
My mother pointed at me and said, “I'm going to send you to jail, Alfred. I swear!”
I cursed and said, “Two stinking idiots! Since you guys are playing this game, don't blame me for not being unethical, okay?”
