I Need Wives For My Gacha System
Chapter 53 --53

Chapter 53: Chapter-53

The spiked hair counting the money had a surprised look as he finished counting the money. There was an extra 3000 in the bills that he took from Cedric.

"I will take the extra as a good luck charm, is that fine Cedric"

He said to old Cedric. Unlike his expectations of Cedric struggling to get back the extra money,

"Fine, but starting from now, we don’t have any relationship anymore"

"No debt, no interest, nothing"

’Interesting’

That was the thought that went through his mind as he looked at Cedric’s reaction. Motioning towards his men silently as to no let Cedric know, they continued on their conversation.

"Of course, Cedric"

The old man sighed in relief as he turned his back to go back outside but when he looked at the entrance to the door, he saw that it was blocked by two of the goons.

"What’s the matter here"

"Do we have a problem

Cedric asking in confusion, but there was also a hint of fear in his voice which he tried to hide.

’Did they find out’

"Do we have any problem"

"Why are you blocking my path"

Cedric turned his direction back to the spiked hair as he turned his backs to the goons questioning the man on what he was doing. After all, they wouldn’t do it without the permission from their leader.

"Of course not, Cedric but it’s just that...."

"Just what"

Cedric holding back his fear trying his best to sound as clam and collected as possible, showing off a face of anger on the front.

"It’s just that times have been tough lately"

"There is a lot of enemies we have"

"We just need to make a search to make sure"

"You are fine with that right, Cedric"

The spiked hair tone was of mockery as he said these words. Before Cedric had the chance to answer back, his figure was suspended in the air, the two men guarding the entrance approached, their hands outstretched as they grabbed Cedric by the arm. Cedric struggled weakly, his breath shallow, but the men were too strong.

They yanked open his coat and began searching through his pockets, pulling out small coins, old receipts, a few stray notes. But then, one of them found it...

"Boss, we found it" one of the men said

Throwing it to the spiked hair, the boss looked down at the wad of bills the man had found, a wide grin spreading across his face as he grabbed the money.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"

Cedric’s heart skipped a beat. He struggled to move even a little against the men that were holding him.

"No! No, please!"

"That money... I need it for my wife"

"You can’t take it, I need it" he yelled, desperation creeping into his voice.

The spiked hair held the bills up, eyeing them with amusement.

"Is that so? You needed it for your wife, Cedric?"

He paused for a moment, his eyes flicking as if hesitating to take the money and Cedric’s heart had a small sense of hope but the next words made his hopes and dreams crashing down.

"But why should we care"

"No!"

Cedric screamed, his body wracked with panic. In a moment of sheer desperation, he lashed out, sinking his teeth into the arm of the man holding him.

The man yelped in pain, pulling his arm back. He looked at the bite mark left by Cedric’s teeth, a bit of red blood oozing out of them.

"What are you, a dog?"

Cedric didn’t respond, his heart hammering in his chest. He could feel tears welling in his eyes, his throat tight with emotion. All he wanted was to get this money back and make sure his wife survives. All he wanted was to make sure his wife didn’t suffer. He just needed the money. He needed it to save her.

"Give it back" he shouted, his voice cracking with raw emotion.

"Please, I need it for my wife"

"Give it back"

The man who had his arm bit by Cedric glared at him, his fury evident.

"Shut the fuck up, old man!" he spat, raising his fist

Before Cedric could even react, the man slammed his fist into Cedric’s gut, knocking the wind out of him. The old man crumpled to the ground, clutching his stomach. The other gang members laughed, some cheering in approval as they watched Cedric writhing in pain.

The boss didn’t even glance at it continuing to count the money in his hands. His eyes were shining as he continued before it ended as the last bill was counted. He whistled as he said

"We hit the jackpot"

This was four times the amount which he needed to get back from Cedric, that is multiplying it from both the base and interest combined.

"Boss, do we have enough for another trade"

The spiked hair boss nodded, his evil smirk unnaturally showing on his face making it look ugly and scary. His grin deepened, and he flicked his eyes to the other gang members.

"Maybe we’ll have to thank Cedric for his generosity after all."

"Okay, on a count of three let’s thank Cedric"

"One, two, three"

"Thank you Cedric"

The loud collective yell from everyone in the gang made it’s noise. The gang members roared with laughter, as if it were all some big joke to them. Cedric, struggling to breathe, felt the last of his strength slipping away. His eyes blurred with tears as he looked at the money slipping out of his hands and into the pockets of these men.

The spiked hair looking at his men who were still hitting Cedric,

"Stop!"

"Please... we don’t want to kill him," Barak said lazily, his voice sharp with amusement.

"But the old man’s made a mistake. Now he gets to pay for it."

Cedric, bruised and bleeding, could do nothing but let the laughter of the men wash over him.

"Cedric, Cedric, you are so gullible"

"You thought you could buy your way out?"

"Well, now you’ve got nothing left"

Cedric could only stare at the man, his lips trembling, his voice too weak to protest.

A piece of paper, hidden among the bills, slipped out and fluttered to the ground. It landed right in front of Cedric, who, in his despair, reached out a trembling hand to grasp it.

"Hey, what’s that in your hand, you old man"

As everyone in the gang jeered at the old man, no one noticed the small piece of paper which fell. One of the burly man who had a grudge against Cedric for biting him saw it and wanted to find trouble.

"Is it more money, you old man open your hands"

The old man held it below his body near his heart not letting them get that paper. His heart unnaturally thought back to the young master who had lent him this money that was enough to change his life.

’Will that young master who lent me the money be sad to hear that I am dead’

’Maybe not’

A smile creeping up to him despite the noises surrounding him. He couldn’t hear those voices any longer.

They tried to pry open his hands but despite the prying, the old man’s hands were held tight not letting it open.

"Open your hands, you damn old man!" he barked, his boot kicking Cedric in the side.

Cedric closed his eyes, bracing for the blow.

’Is this the end’

He thought back to the repayment he had to the young master.

’If there was another chance in my next life, I will serve you with all my heart’

He thought about his wife, his life, and his regret for being too weak to protect it all. An ear piercing scream came out. But it was not from Cedric but someone else.

The person who had screamed was the person who had kicked him smashed into the wall. Cedric looked up and saw a figure whom he knew but before he knew it the figure disappeared again shuttling into the darkness.

"You! who are you"

Screams appeared one after another as blood poured from each of the gang members. One by one they screamed and fell to the ground, no longer making any noises.

The spiked hair boss was clutching his legs and screaming loudly, tears in his eyes as he screamed in fear. He looked around to see each and everyone of his gang members being ruthlessly murdered in cold blood. He looked at the entrance to the room and thought of escaping but his subordinate who was thinking of the same idea went towards it and blood started pouring from his head and coldness spread towards every inch of his body as he saw that goon being cut in half from his head to his crotch.

By the end of it all he was the only one left among his gang. Bodies were everywhere, blood was like a river. Looking towards the direction of Cedric, he begged for mercy.

"Cedric, I know that we had our problems"

"I am sorry"

"Please, stop that person"

"I will give you back your money"