CHAPTER THIRTY-ONEVince balled his fists angrily, and thought of how to find a way to make them regret their actions. Camilla chuckled. "You can't do anything right?" She smiled mischievously. "I will really make you pay for all you have done today! You would be humiliated once again." He promised. Camilla broke into laughter, "What? You!? Make me pay, you are so ridiculous!" She hissed. "What a pauper want to really make us pay? How capable are you to do that? Such a wimp!" Ellen happily mocked, and bursted out laughing, together with Camilla. "Can you imagine his stinky voice? I would make you pay!" Vince couldn't know what to say to them as he watched them in silence. He gestured to the exit, "You guys need to move out here now, before I take any drastic step." He ordered. "And why would I leave? I'm not yet done with you! You have to suffer a little bit pain before I release you. Or have you forgotten? I told you I would make you beg for mercy when your bones are being cr

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE Vincent Hutchinson got out from the house, he was wearing a jeans and a worn-out shirt. Though, he was looking hnadosme but no one would classify him as a rich man but a pauper!"Wow! Such a wonderful scene I'm setting my eyes upon!" He mocked, and laughed uncontrollably. "You are doing a great job, guys!" He commended. Camilla looked up to Vince and begged with a pleading eyes, "I'm sorry. You cant have to punish me," Vincent smirked as he stared at them, they are looking weak, feeling pains due to the Pablo's harsh treatment. "As a what? Why can't I punish you, Cami?" He questioned as he deepened his hands into the pantpockets. "I'm your girlfriend, Vince." She shouted and then, breathed heavily. "Okay, Fine! I am your ex but you shouldn't do this to me. You should have an iota of pity for me." She continued. "Oh! Like the way you have an iota of pity for me some minutes ago." He spat, and chuckled afterwards, "What am I even saying?" He sputtered out as

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVEFear was overwritten on his face, and he stuttered in confusion, "What do you mean?" He questioned in dread. "You heard me right, Mr. Man!So could you get Miss Kim Biggs and report a person is waiting for her?" He asked. The waiter cleared his throat nervously, and stuttered, "I.. I'm sorry sir, I won't be able to do that!" Vincent raised his brows questionably, "And why is that?" He demanded."Miss Kim is not on the seat. She is unavailable at the moment." He answered. The system beeped and muttered only to his ears. [Lie! The young lad is lying.] Vince's face blushed in rage and he hit the table in front of him angrily, making the waiter shriek in fear. He seethed angrily, "How dare you lie to me?" He continued, "You think you can outsmart me with your deception! What do you think of me, Mr. Man?" He ranted. The waiter in question stood boldly and scoffed. "Why would you think you're gonna have the opportunity to see my boss? You are nothing but a riff-r

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVENVince's heart thumped and he couldn't help but gasped loudly. The manager, Clara had actually slapped the waitress. Vince growled outrageously, he was really annoy with the way the waitress had been treated. He spoke furiously. "And why would you do that? I'm getting sick of nonchalant attitude." Clara scoffed. "And what do you see me doing to her? I fuçking slap her. Idiot. She is my staff and I can do anything I want with her." Vince gaped his mouth opened, "Oh really!" With that, he walked towards the sober waitress and patted her back repeatedly. With a sincere apology, he talked. "I'm really sorry about this. You don't deserve any of this harsh treatment." The waitress smiled as she gently dropped her hand from her hurt cheek. "You don't have to bother about anything, sir." She continued, "Besides, it is my job to look after the customers, and also, this is not the first time I had been getting slapped by Miss Brook!" She muttered. Glancing at Clara

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINETwo people were waiting impatiently some feet away from the entrance for some time, but Vince had yet to come back outside. It was no other than Clara and Mark. Mark was getting a little nervous at that moment. "Miss Brook," He called for the Manager's attention. "That pauper hasn't come down yet, Do you think he might be telling the truth? He may be someone who is from a wealthy family. I'm scared, I don't want to lose my job." His voice were filled with fear. What are you talking about, Mark? I'm sure Miss Kim is definitely putting some words into his senseless brain. Don't you see how shabby and unkempt he look? He will be hand over to the police, I'm very sure of that." Clara, the Manager said with a look of certainty on his face. Funny enough, Clara was also nervous but pulled up the courage that all things will be alright, and they would all favor her. She could have enter into the office but she didn't wanna face Miss Kim's wrath. So, she stood impatie