103 I am a Wilde

-----Meanwhile in the Penthouse-----

"LET ME OUT!!! LET ME OUT OF HERE!! HELPPPPPPPPPPP" bellowed Hardin as he repeatedly banged and kicked the door who won't budge.

"Damn it!! This one doesn't work on the passcode too! Arghhhh!" screamed Hardin as he grabbed a fistful of his hair.

He tried every password he could think of but nothing worked. He tried calling the guys who backstabbed him but they treated him as if he doesn't exist. Even the wives of the twats.

"WHAT SIN HAVE I DONE?!!! TELL ME!! WHAT DID I DO?!" screamed Hardin exasperatedly as he walked back and forth in the living room.

The penthouse was very dark. The only thing that brightened up the place was the the lights of the bustling city that stained the night sky.

"I did a lot of things, but which one though? Hmmmm" said Hardin plopping himself on the big sofa.

"Based on the GUYS Group Chat, the last person seen with Sugar Daddy tonight was that bloke! Fuck! Johnny Bravo ratted me out!" cursed Hardin as he rolled on the sofa angrily.

"Oh! Shit! My date! I forgot! Damnnnnnnn!" Hardin stood up and scrambled onto his feet to search his phone, who knows where he flung it earlier.

After thirty minutes of searching his phone. Feeling everything by his hands, searching in the dark blindly. He dialed and called someone.

"Yow Babe! I can't make it tonight" Hardin walked towards the kitchen.

"You stood me up! Why?!" said the girl he was talking to.

"I'm trapped somewhere. I don't know when I'll come out. Can we have a rain check?"

"Ha. Wow. Stop with your lame excuses. Even my dog can do better than your excuse. If you don't want to, then don't!"

"Dut, dut, dut, dut, dut"

"Eh? Feisty! Too bad, I thought I was gonna get some tonight. Sigh. She was hot too" commented Hardin as he searched what's inside the refrigerator.

He took some bread and ingredients out. Right when he clicked to open the stove, it didn't worked.

"FOR FUDGE'S SAKE!!!! WHY DOES EVERYTHING HERE NEED ELECTRICITY?! WHY?" ranted Hardin as he felt his rumbling stomach.

After he made a simple sandwich, he tried calling someone else.

"Mom"

"What did you do this time?" accused Hardin's Mother.

"Eh?! How did you know?" asked Hardin.

"King texted me" blandly said by Hardin's mother.

"What did he say?" questioned Hardin while munching.

"I'm disciplining your son right now. Leave him in my care" said the mother reading the message.

"Eh? And you agreed to that?!"

"Of course. You should really reflect son. If it is King, he could surely control your wildness" admonished by his mother.

"MOM!!! AM I STILL YOUR SON?!" shrieked Hardin.

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"And don't bother with your Dad. He got texted too" added by his mother.

"MOM!!! HOW COULD YOU!!! MY OWN PARENTS!!!" complained Hardin.

"BEING WILD IS PART OF OUR SURNAME!! I AM A WILDE!" shouted Hardin through the phone.

"Hello? Mom?" asked Hardin when he noticed the line was quiet.

"Dut, dut, dut, dut, dut, dut" resounded in the whole penthouse.