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Poor Pool Cleaner Finds Secret Door in Old Lady's Pool, Buys His Own Mansion Next Week – Story of the Day
Will, a pool cleaner, is given a job to clean the pool of an old but expensive mansion. While doing his job, he finds a hidden door inside the pool. He opens it, and what he finds hidden there changes his life forever.
After a small breakfast, Will had just gotten off his seat at the old family table when he heard a loud ripping sound.
Looking down, there was a brand new hole in the back of his pants.
His clothes had a few patches, which his sister had helped with, but even he could tell that another addition would do no good.
"If you can wait for a few minutes, I'll get my tools," his sister Rachael offered, but Will quickly shook his head to reject it.
Instead, he pulled his shirt lower until he somehow managed to cover the embarrassing tear.
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"I can't afford to be late on my first day," Will smiled, moving closer to hug her before doing the same for his mother.
"I hope your new job brings new blessings," she said as she waved at him with hope.
Will waved back before stepping out of their shabby house, the shabbiness being the only reason they could afford it.
He hadn't been able to finish high school because there was no money to pay his fees, and his sister, Rachael, hadn't been able to start.
Whatever money he earned went into ensuring they had a roof over their heads. After that, there was barely anything left.
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Walking quickly to the bus station that would take him where he needed to go, he couldn't help but be conscious about the tear on his back.
His self-esteem took a nosedive every time someone looked at him for any longer than a second.
Is the tear on my butt showing? Is my shirt not covering it enough?
Unknown to him, the weird pulling of his clothes was what drew stares to him as everyone wondered what exactly he had hidden under his shirt.
Some younger kids on the bus could have sworn he was holding a gun the second they spotted him fiddling relentlessly with his shirt.
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Sitting on the bus and waiting for it to get to his destination, Will had no yearning for the days to come.
He felt that his new job would be as unrewarding as the ones he had in the past, with him scrambling to pay his bills over and over again.
He wasn't aware that starting with his new job, his life was about to take a completely different turn.
It was his first day as a pool technician in the small company that hired him, and he was glad that he wasn't late when he got there.
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"Gather around! I assign jobs, and any of you can signify if there's one you want to take," the manager said in a loud tone that ensured that all of them gathered there heard him clearly.
Will watched him start to read the cards and the work details one after the other.
As the newcomer he was, he stood to the side and waited to take whatever job remained after everyone had chosen.
It was his first day, and the last thing he wanted to do was make enemies, but he could no longer keep quiet as he watched the manager repeat himself.
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"Anyone? Is no one willing to take the job?" The manager asked with a sigh, already folding the card as he spoke.
The manager had heard the stories about the address on the card. It was a mansion, but there were a lot of creepy tales about it.
It didn't help that the owner had recently died in the house.
"I-I'll" take it," Will suddenly stuttered from the corner where he stood, raising his hand to show interest.
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It was five times the usual pay for a single job, and although he didn't know why no one else wanted to do the job, Will didn't care.
Fortune favors the bold, and the pay alone was enough motivation for him to pull out all the courage he had left in his soul to take the job.
"Done. It's yours. There are no takebacks." Jacob," the manager instantly replied even before his eyes landed on Will, who stood at the back.
All he knew was that someone had accepted it, and the huge bonus the company would get had been locked in.
Will smiled and nodded, utterly ignorant of the pitiful looks he got from the people around as the manager gave him his work card and the job details.
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Jacob, the manager, continued assigning places to others before leaving the moment he was done.
William also turned around to leave, eager to get the needed equipment and head to his given destination, when he felt a hard tap on his back.
It wasn't painful, but it was heavy enough for him to know that a giant had touched him even before he turned around.
"Newbie, right? I'm guessing you've never been to the house you've been assigned. That job had been on the table for a week now, with no one agreeing to take it."
William was surprised to see a massive man behind him, one of the people who also worked in the company, whom he had never spoken to.
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He was a middle-aged man with tiny white strands in his dark hair. From his appearance alone, he seemed to be brimming with experience.
"Why? Is there a problem with the client?" William asked, knowing how difficult rich people could be from the menial jobs he had previously done.
"Yes, but the swimming pool is also in pretty bad shape. I'd bring enough masks if I were you," the man gently told Will, who thoughtfully nodded to show that he took his advice seriously.
"James, shouldn't you also tell him that Mrs. Freeman, the owner of the Mansion, is dead? There's also a rumor about the place being cursed, but I know for a fact that it's not just a rumor," someone added.
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"It is said that the owner of the house isn't truly dead, and at the cost of your soul, you can ask for a single wish, and it's bound to come true."
"Mike, stop scaring the poor kid," James warned him, considering the eerily disturbing way he had spoken.
"Don't mind him. All you're bound to find is some dead animals, and I'm sure the place stinks. I wouldn't do it even if they paid me ten times more," he told William, walking away the moment he was done speaking.
Mike didn't move; instead, he stood beside Will for a few more seconds, whispering in a low, frightening tone.
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"Beware of ghosts! Ghosts! It's a haunted house."
"Mike!"
James had to yell at him before he finally hurried off with a smile like he had achieved his goal.
Will, on the other hand, simply looked at him like he had gone crazy.
He didn't believe in ghosts, so how could he be scared of them? With the pay he would receive from the job, he was ready to battle a few if it meant getting the job done.
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Will prepared his mind before heading there. He felt he was ready to face anything.
That was until he got to the gates of the mansion he was supposed to work in and realized that It was in the middle of nowhere.
He was a little unnerved to see the mansion that looked more like a haunted house abandoned for decades without any care.
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Even as he walked up to the gates on the lonely path the taxi man had dropped him on, Will couldn't help but feel that he was being watched.
It's all in your mind, it's all in your mind, he tried to convince himself as he looked up at the sky, shocked to discover that he could barely see the sun.
The mansion was surrounded by thick, tall trees covering the entire building with shadows that seemed to move with every gust of wind.
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For a second, he couldn't help but wonder if he was at the correct address. The pool described in his given card was pretty big and one that could take a few days to clean.
The thought of staying in such a forsaken place for days already dampened the strong and resilient mood he came with.
He knocked on a small door by the side of the high metal gates, watching it rattle like it was on the edge of collapsing right there and then.
"Who is it?" a grumpy and hoarse voice yelled at him, clearly pissed at being disturbed.
If William was a fan of fairy tales, he might have assumed it was a goblin whose sole job was to operate the gates.
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"It's me. I'm the newly hired pool technician," Will instantly responded.
He couldn't see who he was talking to yet, but he knew better than to piss the person off even more.
"Oh, then come in," the person at the other side of the gate replied in a much gentler tone than what Will was expecting.
Instead of stepping inside the moment, the gate swung open, and he was asked to. Before stepping through the gates, he first confirmed that he was at the correct address.
"All the workers sent here have the same expression you have on your face," said Walter, the person at the gate who volunteered to show him the way to the pool.
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"Aren't you worried that someone will knock on the gates?"
"Danny is still there sleeping. He'll take care of it," Walter replied as they continued walking through the long path to the main house.
Will had a heavy bag on his back, and by the time they arrived at the main building, he was already heaving like he had just run a marathon.
Will paused for a few moments to rest, looking at the mansion itself, which was much prettier than it looked from the outside.
It was obvious that a lot of work had recently been done on various parts of the main building.
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"It takes a little getting used to. The grounds around the mansion are even bigger than the mansion itself," Walter informed him as they strolled in a way that allowed them to look around.
As he followed Walter, who led him towards the pool, Will kept looking around only to jerk back in shock as he unexpectedly heard someone yell.
"Who are you?!"
He was even more shocked to discover that he was the one being yelled at.
"Who allowed this pauper in through the gates? Look at the rags he has on!"
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Since Will walked in, he had forgotten entirely about the tear in the back of his pants and failed to cover it up with his shirt.
His surroundings were new and strange, and his full attention had been on the mansion in front of him until he was suddenly being yelled at.
"IF HE'S HERE TO BEG FOR—"
"Mr. Philip, he's the service technician for the pool," Walter quickly interrupted his boss before he could continue, only for him to receive a fierce glare in return.
"Oh, you mean the pool cleaner," Philip responded with a look of absolute disdain as he looked at William.
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"Then hurry to the pool before my guests arrive. Your appearance is a dent in the luxury of this grounds," he barked at William before walking to his car.
Will was still stunned as he stared at the young man dressed in a dark suit who looked about his age and had completely insulted him for no reason.
Will watched him pick something in his car and toss a loathing look his way before walking into the mansion with his shoulders high like a peacock showing off its feathers.
"He's the old lady's son and the property's current owner. That's how he is," Walter whispered to Will as he pulled him toward the pool.
Will tried to hide how bad he felt as he smiled and continued following Walter, but deep inside, he felt like crying from the embarrassment he just faced.
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He knew he was poor and had seen people throw pitiful looks at him at school, even when he walked with his family, but never had he seen someone insult him to his face.
"Is he like this to everyone?" William curiously asked. He was sure that he couldn't go around insulting everyone he met, and he just happened to be the unlucky one.
"Trust me. The people that work here aren't any different. I like to think I'm a different breed," Walter replied with a nonchalant shrug.
They exchanged a couple more words until they got to the pool, where Will couldn't even open his mouth to speak as he hurriedly dug in his bag for a nose mask.
It stinks.
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He still felt like it wasn't enough as he tied a nose mask around his nose and mouth, staring at the water for a few seconds as he took it all in.
He looked around, trying to find Walter, only to realize he had disappeared barely seconds after they arrived.
Will couldn't blame him, though. The only reason he continued to stand at the edge of the pool staring at the green, moldy water, was because it was his job to clean it.
If not, he would have bolted out of there faster than Walter.
The more he stared at the water, the more shocked and horrified he was as he noticed some things floating on the surface of it.
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They weren't joking about the dead animals. He internally groaned, imagining the work he had to do to remove and properly dispose of the rotten and swollen bodies of the animals in the water.
The pool was huge, and it was just as dirty. Will quickly realized that it would take at least two days if he worked really hard to finish the job.
It was an open pool, and Will could have sworn that it had most likely not been used in decades, if not centuries, with the damage it had incurred.
What they need is a new pool, Will thought, bending his head to peer closer into it, not surprised to see the tiles on the sides of the pool already coming off.
He had barely been in that position for a few seconds when he stepped back and walked to his bag to pick a stronger filter mask since the one he had on didn't seem to help with the revolting stench.
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A few minutes later, his equipment was plugged and ready. The first thing he needed to do was try to remove all the dirt in the water before he drained it.
This included all the dead animals or whatever else had gotten into it over the years it had been there, especially since anything that could have fallen into the pool had fallen into it.
Sweat dripped down his face as he worked as quickly as he could.
It took a while for him to finish the first part with the nets, and by then, he felt like the stench connected to the pool had somehow managed to stick to him.
It was already a few hours past noon, and he was hungry. He had brought a small packet of food with him, but the last thing he wanted to do was eat anywhere close to the pool.
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He washed his hands before moving a few meters away to a clean, shaded area where he could enjoy his silence for a while before he started working again.
But he couldn't even take a bite when the silence he so craved was suddenly interrupted as a group of people chose that exact time to pass beside him.
The moment he spotted them, he instinctively groaned in his mind. They were all women and well-dressed. Even how they walked under their dainty umbrellas showed they had money.
They were the kind of women he wouldn't have met on a random day.
Them passing beside him was fine, but what ticked him off was when they suddenly decided to turn him into a side attraction as they stood in front of him, talking about him like he was deaf.
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"Who is he?"
"Where did he come from?"
"He's quite handsome underneath all the sweat."
"He's a laborer; look at his clothes, he's"—"
At that point, Will quickly got to his feet, knowing better than to continue to sit there trying to eat.
He had already been insulted enough, and the last thing he wanted was to go home at the end of the day with even more.
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"I'm sorry, my friends can be a little insensitive," one of them apologized, but apart from her red hair, which he couldn't help staring at, he dared not look directly at her face.
She was pretty, but he knew his place. The fact that they stood just a few steps in front of him was enough for him to get yelled at.
"It's fine," he said as he turned around to leave, only to grit his teeth together in annoyance as he came face to face with a furious Mr. Philip.
He didn't even hesitate as he broke into a run and ran as fast as he could back to the stinking pool. He wasn't surprised not to hear him chasing after him.
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When he got back, Will worked twice as hard this time.
Even if he couldn't finish cleaning the pool, at least he wanted to drain the water successfully, and so he began.
Minutes became hours, and by the time he was finally done and checked the time, it was already late in the evening.
He packed up all the company equipment he had brought, knowing better than to leave it there as he prepared to leave.
What he wasn't expecting was for his gaze to suddenly land on what appeared to be a small door handle at the side of the empty pool.
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At first, the thought of entering the pool to check what it was disgusted him since, although it was empty, it was still filthy.
But the longer he stared at the door handle, the more he wanted to know what could be behind the door.
Why would anyone put a secret door inside a pool?
Finally, his curiosity won, and he daintily stepped into the pool, trying to avoid getting his shoes dirtier than they already were.
The moment he got in front of what looked like the pool wall with a small handle attached to it, Will turned the handle and pulled it open, shocked at how hard it was.
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He turned and turned, but the handle remained stuck no matter how hard he tried.
He was tempted to give up and had just tried turning it with all the energy he could muster one last time when he heard a loud click.
With clear excitement, Will flung the door open, curious to see what was behind it, only to slam it shut as fast as he opened it.
Although he was not fast enough to stop the water that gushed out and drenched him from head to toe.
He didn't think it could get much worse until he suddenly shifted his feet, trying to squeeze out some of the stinking water he was drenched in when he slipped.
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The pool floor was still very muddy, so no matter how much he tried not to fall flat on his face, it didn't help, and he still fell right into the stinking mush on the ground.
"Curiosity really kills the cat," he grumbled with a very annoyed look on his face.
He was wet. Completely soaked in mush and mud, his clothes reeked to high heavens.
All he wanted to do was get out of the pool and go straight home.
Annoyed, he tried wiping some of the mud that had gotten on his face off as he moved to jump out of the way he came in, only for his already wet shoes to slip again.
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But this time, he was slightly more prepared as he stretched out his hand to grab the small door handle on the wall—something to hold on to.
He held onto it and managed to keep himself from falling, but in the process, he wrenched the door open and again got a face full of water.
Will had never been so frustrated, annoyed, and pissed off at the same time in his entire life.
He wiped his face with his hands and opened his mouth, about to swear at the terrible door, only to pause for a few seconds at the sight in front of him.
In the huge space behind the door were stacks of yellow bricks.
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For a few seconds, Will stared at it, unable to understand why someone would store yellow bricks inside a secret vault until it suddenly clicked.
It was gold.
It seems to be the unadulterated, undiluted, and unrefined kind, but Will couldn't be sure.
Will's hands trembled from fear and excitement as he stretched out his hands to pick one of them, staring at it intensely to ensure he wasn't mistaken.
The sun had fallen, and the poolside was much darker than before, so no matter how hard he stared, he couldn't confirm it.
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Still, that didn't stop him from pulling his bags closer to where he was. He emptied it and began to pack the bricks inside it one after the other until there was no more space in the bag.
Will felt a little jittery as he stored and abandoned his equipment before hauling the heavy bag on his back.
By the time he got to the gate, with the weight on his back, he was sweating profusely and lightly gasping for air.
"You stink. You were supposed to clean it, not swim in it," Walter mumbled as he quickly opened the door for him with one hand while using the other to cover his nose.
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He didn't even notice that Will's bag looked a little larger than before, considering that nothing valuable was left in the mansion.
The people who came to see the mansion only came because of its age and how old it was, not because there was anything valuable to be found there.
If there was something valuable, then he was sure his boss would have been the first to take it.
"Welcome back, Will," His mother and Rachael, his sister, greeted him as they watched him run straight into the bathroom with the bag on his back.
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They thought nothing of it, considering how terrible he smelled when he entered.
But for Will, bathing was the last thing on his mind. He had grabbed a saw on his way to the bathroom and spent the next thirty minutes trying to saw parts of the bar in his hand.
By the time he was done, tired and covered in sweat, he had only managed to shave a few inches of barely discernible gold dust into a black piece of cloth.
He stored the bag in his room, bathed, and instantly headed out of his house that night with the black cloth in his hands.
The thought of what would happen if it was gold made his whole body shake in nervousness as he headed to a famous jeweler's store.
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He had bathed and changed his clothes but still got many looks the second he stepped in through the door, walking straight to one of the few people at the counter.
Will couldn't help but stutter as he carefully brought the cloth from his pocket before placing it on the counter.
"I-I'd like to test if it's gold," Will said, wiping his palms anxiously on his pants as he stared at the attendant who stared back at him.
The attendant had assumed that the weird customer in front of him had brought a never-before-seen gem, only for him to open it and see absolutely nothing in the cloth.
The attendant took a closer look and noticed tiny pieces of what appeared to be gold shavings if it was gold.
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If not that he had been trained not to be rude, he would have sent the customer away to another store.
"Of course, Sir, I'll do that right away," he said as he slowly poured everything in the piece of cloth into a small container.
Little by little, the attendant began to test the gold shavings under the watchful gaze of Will, who refused to take his eye off what he was doing.
With bated breath, Will impatiently waited for the attendant to announce the result, beyond relieved to see the attendant finally raise his head.
With a polite smile on his face, Joe, the attendant, calmly spoke to the customer in front of him.
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"It's real gold," he informed the person standing in front of him, beyond shocked to see the client limp for joy.
His eyes widened in ecstasy, and Joe watched as he instantly became so happy he practically grinned from side to side.
It's just a few gold shavings. Why is he so happy, Joe wondered, unable to comprehend the source of Will's happiness.
Will, on the other hand, felt like he was walking on the moon. He wanted to hug Joe in front of him and give him a big hug simply because of the result he gave him.
"Thank you! Thank you!" he cried, his voice louder than one would use in an ordinary conversation.
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Even Joe, his attendant, felt a little embarrassed.
"It's fine, Sir. I can offer you a good price of five hundred dollars for all the gold shavings," Joe seriously continued speaking.
Again, he was shocked at the overwhelming reaction from the client in front of him.
"Five-five hundred dollars!" Will gasped, with a massive glint of happiness in his eyes.
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Unknown to Joe, he was doing a completely different calculation in his mind.
If the tiny pieces he managed to shave off the bar were worth that much, then how much was the bar?
Different calculations ran through his head as she tried to figure out how much the bag he had carried home was worth. What about the stacks of gold that were left?
Will agreed to sell it, and Joe paid Will five hundred dollars, shocked at seeing a client be so enamored with such a small amount.
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"Have a good evening, Sir,"
"I wish you a happier one," Will grinned at him before leaving the store.
All through his way home, he couldn't stop smiling and staring at the five hundred dollar bill in his hand.
He was a billionaire and the only one who knew it.
Very early the following day, he dressed in his best clothes and got ready for work.
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It was his best clothes, but they still had patches and looked worn out. Will didn't mind as he hugged his sister and mum with a grand smile on his face.
"Good morning, Walter," he greeted the second he got in front of the gate with his empty bag on his back, ready to harvest more spoils for the day.
"You look better than you did yesterday."
"I feel much better," Will responded, walking in through the gate and heading straight for the main mansion with a spring in his step.
Unfortunately for him, he had just gotten to the parking lot where he had to pass to get to the swimming pool when he came face to face with Mr. Philip.
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He seemed to be getting into his car and about to leave, but instead of insulting Will like the day before, Will was relieved to see him glare only before ignoring him.
He wasn't expecting the young man to get into his car and drive it straight at him, who barely managed to jump out of the way.
"He does that sometimes, too," Walter said from the side distance he stood in.
"To everyone?" Will sarcastically asked as he got on his feet and dusted the dust off his bum.
Will wasn't surprised to see Walter leave a few seconds later when he got to the pool entrance, just like the first day when he insisted on following him.
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In his own words, he was too bored with nothing else to do but not bored enough to follow Will to the stinking pool, something Will was now thankful for.
He planned to take all the gold there, with no intention of sharing a single bar.
Will believed in the saying that only one person can keep a lost treasure, not two, and he had no plans of sharing news of the one he found.
Different from the day before, he only worked half as hard on cleaning the pool floor until only some parts of it were spotless.
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For Will, the evening didn't come quickly enough, but when it finally did, he already had his bag ready and the extra one he made sure to bring.
As quickly as he could, he packed as many gold bars as she could stuff into both bags, not caring how heavy it would be when the time came for him to carry it.
All he cared about was clearing the entire space until nothing was left.
He didn't slip this time, but he still covered himself with some smelly stuff from the bottom of the pool.
The last thing he wanted was for Walter to go through his bags.
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Like the day before, by the time he got to the gate, he was covered in sweat and heaving, trying to catch his breath.
This time, he carried twice the load, with one bag on his back and another in his hand, and it wasn't something that even Walter could ignore, no matter how badly he smelled.
"You're carrying another bag?" Walter asked Will as he stood at a safe distance, covering his nose to stop himself from perceiving the smell coming from Will.
"It looks heavy. What's in it?" Walter curiously asked. He wasn't worried that Will was trying to steal anything because there was nothing to be taken, but he was curious to know what was in the bag.
Will, on the other hand, instantly froze. He hadn't expected Walter to ask about the bag and assumed that he would let him pass through the gates just like the day before.
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He was a little stunned when Walter didn't let him through.
"Open it, let me see what's inside," Walter told Will, even more interested to see what was inside the bag the longer Will stared at it instead of responding to his question.
"Ar-are you sure?" Will asked, even as he felt his heart race in his chest. If Walter opened the bags, then it was over.
He could decide to take everything, even involve his boss, and blame it all on him if it ever became public knowledge.
"Are you sure you want me to open it? It's all the rocks and rotten bodies of dead animals I found inside the pool," Will said, saying the first thing he could think of.
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"I packed them into the bag so I wouldn't" have to dispose of them on the Mansion grounds," Will continued in a more confident tone, realizing that it was the only way Walter would believe him.
"Look, even the bottom of the bag is soaked wet," Will said, picking up the bag and moving closer to Walter, who had no choice but to step back.
Walter nodded and quickly agreed, no longer interested in checking the bags the second he caught a whiff of the smell on Will as he moved closer.
Quickly, he moved to open the gate to let him leave.
"Thank you, Walter. See you tomorrow," Will grinned as he walked through the gate.
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He couldn't help but whistle in delight as he went home. He was sure he only had one more day to pack all the remaining gold and finish the job.
Quite unexpectedly for him, things didn't go as he thought it would the next day he went back.
The pool floor had been thoroughly cleaned, and he had just finished filling one bag when he noticed the hidden gold space was now empty.
A little sad that there was no more gold to be found, he zipped his bag and got ready to go home and never return.
Doing one last check, Will reached into the space to ensure there was absolutely nothing he had missed.
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Unknown to him, just as he reached inside to see if he had missed anything, Philip stood behind him, watching him.
He had noticed Will leaving and coming back with strange bags and found his actions to be a little suspicious.
"What is that?" He yelled, jumping into the empty pool and moving closer to peep into the space in the wall.
Will flinched in fear, too absent-minded to realize he wasn't alone until it was too late.
"No-nothing. I found this empty hole in the wall while I was cleaning the pool," William stuttered in response, genuinely worried that Philip would search his bag and realize he was lying.
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He could already imagine the amount of trouble he would be in. He would be arrested for stealing and might spend the rest of his life in jail.
"You're the pool cleaner; what are you doing looking around for? Are you sure this was empty? For all I know, you could be a thief and—"
Unexpectedly, Walter suddenly appeared to interrupt him.
"Sir, the real estate agent you called is here."
Will suddenly realized he would never get a better opportunity as he wrenched his face into an angry mess, screaming angrily.
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"First, you insult me, and while I'm doing my job, you accuse me of stealing. Am I stealing dirt and rotten animal carcasses?" William yelled at the top of his voice.
The next thing he did was pick up his bag.
"I quit!" he yelled right in Philip's face, who yelled right back at him.
"Then get out! Don't expect to get a penny from me. Do you know how many people would gratefully take your place? Open the gates for him!" Philip yelled in anger.
On the other hand, Will had a pissed-off expression as he stormed through the gates. Only after he left did he allow himself to smile with pride.
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He didn't even have to think of a way to get out since Philip personally ordered them to open the gates for him.
As he walked home with a bag of gold in his hands, he suddenly realized that he would never again have to work in his life.
A week later...
Will adjusted the designer suit he wore the second he parked and got out of his brand-new car.
In front of him was Philip, who stared at him like he was seeing a ghost.
His gaze kept moving from Will to his car and back to Will, who he just found out was the billionaire who bought his mother's mansion from him.
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"You! It's impossible," he yelled at Will, his eyes bulging with shock.
Will merely smiled as he walked towards Philip.
"Get out! Your presence is a dent in the luxury of this grounds," he told him before entering the mansion.
Watching his face swell up in anger and disbelief as he got into his car and drove off was a pleasure for Will.
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Will was sure that never would he have thought that a pool cleaner would suddenly buy such a huge mansion.
"He probably thinks I'm rich and was merely pretending to be a pool cleaner," Will muttered as he scrolled through his phone, looking for more mansions to get.
He'll have a heart attack if he ever knows the truth. Will thought to himself with a smirk on his face.
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