He Gave Me Hearing, Then Taught Me What Silence Really Means novel Chapter 311

Just then, the two guys he usually ate with called, asking if he wanted to get dinner.

"Same spot as always. Got to say, hanging out with you is the way to go, Forrest. That idiot called us this morning saying he took out a loan shark loan and skipped town. Who does he think he is, trying to pull a fast one on city loan sharks? He's probably dead in a ditch by now. No idea where he got that stupid idea. We tried to warn him, but he wouldn't listen. His phone's been dead all day, and we're too scared to call the cops in case they think we're involved."

Forrest aggressively gripped his own hair as the voice on the other end rambled on.

He had a massive ego. Even at rock bottom, he absolutely refused to admit he had lost everything.

He yanked at his hair in pure frustration, but ultimately forced himself to show up.

When the two men saw his completely disheveled, hollow-eyed appearance, they were shocked. "Whoa, Forrest, what happened to you?"

Forrest collapsed into his chair, his entire body trembling. Even his voice shook. "A relative of mine ran into some trouble."

The guys didn't actually care enough to comfort him. They were just there for a free meal, so they grabbed the menus and started ordering immediately.

But before they could ask for the expensive crab and seafood, Forrest snapped, "Aren't you sick of eating the same garbage every day? Just get a bowl of fried rice each and call it a night."

Both men thought he was joking. "Come on, Forrest, don't be like that! You're loaded, don't be stingy now. We're your boys, we're backing you up for life!"

Forrest felt a volcanic rage boiling inside him. He forced a stiff, unnatural smile. "I've treated you guys to a dozen meals already. Isn't it time you returned the favor? Why don't you two cover the bill tonight? We're brothers, right?"

The two men stormed off, throwing back a few more vicious insults before disappearing into the street.

Forrest had no actual friends in the city. Now, he just collapsed over the table, violently slamming his fists against the wood over and over.

The waiter cautiously approached. "Excuse me, sir, what can I get you tonight?"

Forrest literally didn't have a single dollar left to his name. The loan sharks had bled him dry.

In the span of a single day, he had gone from owning a luxury condo and a BMW to having absolutely zero, all thanks to a scam. It was a dizzying, nightmarish rollercoaster ride.