Samuel remembered that painting well. The painting of Lawrence and Martha Newell. They were Hugo's parents. Both of them were wearing 1920s fashion as they looked straight. Its style reminded the man of Philip de László, who was famous for painting portraits of European royal families and aristocrats.
Surely, this painting was to show off how rich the Newell family was. To show that the Newells were unbeatable as if they were the royals. Their snobbery made Samuel want to vomit. What happened in the past came back again. How this family was able to get away with what they did to him?
However, what had haunted him had inspired him this time for his first act of revenge. Samuel had made up his mind. Thinking of this, the escort couldn't help but feel excited. A smirk appeared on his face as Hugo's penis penetrated deep inside of him.
'It'll start with this painting,' he thought to himself.
As soon as Hugo finished inside Samuel's hole, the latter turned back and wore his suit. The former did the same. The blonde man looked at his escort as if he was entranced with Samuel. However, the escort didn't really care about the attention Hugo had given to him.
Samuel just calmly said, "Happy birthday."
Hugo chuckled before he kissed Samuel's lips voraciously.
"People never really said that to me," the blonde man said.
"Well … except one."
Samuel would be lying if he said he wasn't interested. The man was actually wanting to get out to set out his first act of revenge until what Hugo just said to him before. Although the escort hated to admit it, he was now intrigued.
'Is that person me?' he asked himself.
But another thought came into his head, 'Will I waver because of this?'
"Who is that?" Samuel asked Hugo calmly.
The latter answered the former's question calmly, "Nobody."
When Samuel heard it, he almost laughed. Obviously, someone as rich as Hugo would never think of him highly. Poor people like Samuel were only insects to the elites like Hugo and his uncle.
It wasn't supposed to be something to be taken that badly. Yet, his heart was feeling kind of heavy. Samuel really hated this side of him. The man despised how weak he was. Being kind wasn't a good thing for someone like him to have. In order to survive, one had to be strong. Kindness was never a strength.
What his late parents taught him about being kind was similar to being strong was bullshit. Samuel learned that in a very hard way. The boy inside him had transformed into a man way earlier compared to his peers. He often resented it in the past, but it also made him grateful. The escort was forced to be ready. This was the golden opportunity to put his tormentor down. Oh, boy, he would take it well.
Without saying anything, Samuel left the room. The plan started now.
***
The extremely spacious Broken Groves mansion was already filled with people. This party was believed to be one of the largest birthday parties in the 21st century with the elites from the royal family members to the most successful businessmen to celebrities come to celebrate Hugo's 22nd birthday. People were definitely praising Hugo high and above as if he were their god.
For Hugo, it was his plan. The man loved the attention on him. Women lined up to be his the moment they heard he was single. Men wanted to be with him too whether it was financially or sexually. He didn't mind. He would just take it all.
This was what power looked like. Everyone and everything belonged to the person who held the power. It seemed to be in line with human nature which craved power. It was also what he wanted to have for years.
Being 22 years old meant that Hugo would be declared as the heir of the Newell Co. The blonde man would end up even more powerful as he was able to get rid of someone or something that bothered him. Including his uncle, Lucius.
Even if they were related, there was always something that made Hugo feel uncomfortable with his uncle. Lucius was indeed assigned to be Hugo's regent when the blonde man's parents tragically died. People had been speculating for years that his uncle was behind the car accident. However, no one could prove it. Especially when the man had a reputation to be a well-known philanthropist.
The board of directors eventually chose Lucius to manage the Newell Co. Or, preserved it for Hugo until the boy came of age. There was no way those old men would choose someone young to be the CEO of the Newell Co. without considering things well. It was the wisest decision. Hence, the only thing Hugo could do was to wait calmly until he reached 22 years of age.
This was the time. The Newell Co. would be completely his again. His uncle, Lucius, would go back to do his full-time philanthropy bullshit and enjoy his life somewhere else. After all, Lucius had made terrible blunders that affected the Newell Co. Although it wasn't that bad, the Newell Co. had to be super careful. That was why Hugo was excited to take the Newell Co.
It was already 9 p.m. by now. Hugo was still greeting most of his guests and had some little chit-chat. When the young man was about to go to the podium, he could see Benjamin. His butler looked very unusual, which surprised the blonde man.
Benjamin looked at Hugo firmly as he told his master, "Sir, there is a fire from the library."
The moment Hugo heard it, his heart dropped. How could this happen at his birthday party? Immediately, the blonde man gestured to his butler to go to the library.
Hugo almost yelled at his butler. But the blonde man managed to keep his cool by asking gently, "Is it handled?"
To Hugo's surprise, Benjamin's face looked grim as the old man quietly said, "I'm afraid you must look at it yourself."
When the young man stepped into the library, what he saw really shocked him to his core. The man couldn't believe what just he saw. Numerous times the man rubbed his eyes. But the horror was still there.
"Fuck!" Hugo angrily shouted.