"On account of all the evidence and reasoning of this court, Mr. Grayson is held guilty of sexual assault and attempting to rape Mrs… Richard. So he was sentenced to 10 years of imprisonment in jail".
Rage boiling in the eyes of Grayson. He swore that one day, he would get his revenge on all the people who made his life hell.
"You will regret it! I will make every single one of you pay". He yelled, looking at Richard's family, tears coming out of his eyes.
Mrs. Richard smirked, knowing that he would not last long in jail. She was sure that he would not survive the hardships of jail.
"Congratulations! You are now free from that trash". Mrs. Richard relaxed Emery and hugged her.
"I am glad, Mother, that I am free from that humiliation". Emery sighed. A relieved sense on her face.
"Let's get back to our home". Mr. Richard smiled. All of them were happy and relieved.
* * *
Grayson was thrown into Raven-moor Penitentiary jail, where he had to spend his 10 years' imprisonment.
The Raven-moor Penitentiary. A place full of hardened criminals ready to welcome Grayson into the jail, obviously not a good welcome.
His prison cell was full of mice and cockroaches, where he spent his first cold night in the jail.
This was just the beginning; a lot of trouble for Grayson was waiting for him in prison, which he didn't know.
The Next Day…
It was time for breakfast; all the prisoners had to gather in the hall. The hall was full of noise and creepy prisoners, giving judgmental glares to Grayson. Grayson stood apart from all the prisoners.
They noticed that Grayson was new here.
In a moment, a prisoner pushed him from behind. His feet slipped beneath, bending his knees.
He fell on the floor. The whole hall burst into laughter, including the jail police officers. He tried to get up but was disgusted as soon as he caught the sight of the food that was served to him.
"What the fuck! " Do I have to eat this?". He asked himself, looking at the stinky meal.
"Come here, leech!". A voice came from behind.
A broad man of age 32 uttered from a distance in the main hall of the jail.
The man was believed to be the head of all the prisoners. A hard criminal named Marcus was sentenced to lifetime imprisonment for attempting to rob a bank with countless murders he had in his head.
He complied, going near him. "Something is not right". His mind said.
Marcus spit on his food. "Now eat it!". He said everyone laughed.
Grayson hesitated.
"Eat it, otherwise you will regret it". Marcus said, grabbing his face.
Grayson cried while taking a bite, knowing he had no other option. The awful taste and disgusting spit of Marcus in the mouth of Grayson.
He felt vomiting but was unable to do anything. He knew Marcus would divide him into pieces if he took the food out of his mouth.
Everyone in the hall burst into laughter, seeing Grayson struggling to take the food inside him.
He covered his mouth and got away from there.
* * *
While Grayson was in his cell, he heard footsteps approaching towards his cell.
"Come with me! Someone is here to see you". The police officer said, opening his cell door.
"Who could it be". His head started thinking.
The police officer took him to the meeting area. An old lady aged 63 was sitting in the chair waiting for him.
"Who are you?". He said, "Do I know you?". His eyebrows lifted upwards.
"I have come to take you from here, my son". The old lady replied.
"My name is Clara Whitfield. I was a close friend of your mother". She introduced herself.
"I was given the responsibility by your mother that I have to hand over the company to you".
Clara explained that her mother was the owner of one of the best companies on the planet, Monarch Enterprises.
The net worth of the company is more than 1000 trillion dollars. Its primary business includes automobiles and space technology.
30% of their shares include real estate. 40% of their shares include automobiles and other technological manufacturing items.
The remaining shares of the company included aircraft manufacturing and maintenance.
"How is this possible? I don't believe you. If this is true, where were you all my life?". Grayson voiced disapproval of what Clara was saying.
"I was also with your mother when she died in the accident. I had severe damage to my brain, and all these years, I have been fighting between life and death, and thanks to God, I succeeded". Clara sighed.
Her expressions were sober:" You are the sole heir of the company according to your mother's will, which she handed over to me". She explained and took out his mother's will from her bag.
"No, you are lying!". Grayson spoke in disbelief.
"The papers don't lie. You can read it yourself". Clara gave the will to Grayson.
Grayson's brow furrowed reading the will.
"The company has been running without a head all these years. Now it's time you should take control of what's yours". Clara sighed, trying to relax Grayson.
"I can't believe this. My life has been a living hell all these years". Grayson said tears came out of his eyes.
"I know everything you have been through, but I promise you we will crush Richards's family like never before". Clara said, her voice heavy.
A sense of confidence wandered over Grayson. The feeling he had never experienced before.
"I will get my revenge alone. You do not need to interfere in this matter". Grayson gritted his teeth with his fists clenched.
I will hurt them like never before for this. Just give me some time. A day will come when they think themselves safe and happy, and suddenly, their joy will turn to ashes in their mouth, and they'll know the debt is paid…..