Hidden Son of A Conglomerate

Chapter 5

"Hey, dumb frog! Where's our drink?! What took you so long, huh?! Real frogs aren't even as sluggish as you, dumb!"

Alvin heard the voice from behind his body when he was arranging the glasses on the tray. He was standing in front of the bar counter and didn't turn his head to continue his work. Actually, Alvin knew whose voice it was.

"You and Jackson ordered two canned beers, right? Then you can get them from the fridge. I'll deliver your other friend's drinks in a bit," Alvin said in a calm voice.

He seemed to be very used to Samuel and Jackson's presence in his workplace, even in his new workplace now. Alvin showed no trepidation at all, even though Samuel was now standing next to him and pushing his shoulder.

"Hey, dumbass! Me and Jackson are your customers! Why don't you serve us too, huh? Are you taking revenge?"

Alvin finally took a deep breath while closing his eyes. He was getting annoyed. Then when he opened his eyes, he saw one of his partners coming from the direction of the bar's kitchen door. He was a waiter too, just like Alvin.

"What's the matter?" That man asked while he took turns looking at Alvin and Samuel. He was muscular and looked much more mature than them.

For a moment, Samuel laughed nervously. "It's okay, Bro. There's nothing wrong." Then he put his arm around Alvin's shoulders. "We're friends! Look over there! We came to celebrate Alvin's new job!" he continued, pointing at table number 12 near the main door of the bar.

When Samuel pointed at his friends, his friends seemed to notice and immediately waved. Six men and one woman were there. Alvin scanned them quickly, but none of them were really his 'friends'. In fact, they were the ones who had always joined in bullying Alvin on campus.

Alvin snorted.

Feeling that the situation was safe, Alvin's partner finally left to continue his work.

Samuel smiled wryly and patted Alvin on the shoulder. "Alright! Go on with your work, Alvin! I'll be waiting at our table!" he said in a sweetened voice. He also winked meaningfully at Alvin.

Alvin still didn't turn his head, nor did he respond. However, he did flinch when Samuel patted him very hard on the back before leaving.

With his chest beginning to burn with emotion, Alvin breathed in and out several times. His grip on the tray strengthened, as if venting his anger there. But Alvin didn't have much time for that. He quickly brought his emotions down with a forced smile.

"Just ignore it, Alvin. It's okay," he whispered to himself.

Not long after, Alvin finally brought the tray that he had arranged with glasses and several bottles of alcohol for table number 12. Alvin carried it with one hand and walked steadily like a professional waiter. He's worked in many bars, so this was not a big deal.

However, Alvin apparently didn't know the disaster he was about to experience 10 seconds later. He kept walking forward without knowing that Samuel and Jackson had planned a 'new disaster' for him.

"Are you ready, Jackson?" Samuel whispered to Jackson who was sitting on the opposite seat, right in front of him.

"Yup!" replied Jackson while glanced idly back at Alvin who was three steps away from their table.

One...

two...

three!

PRANGG!!!

Everyone in the bar jumped in surprise and turned quickly to the source of the sound. The sound of shattering glass was deafening. Everyone drew in a shocked breath while covering their mouths. Some looked pityingly at Alvin, who was also lying on the floor with the broken glasses and two bottles of expensive alcohol.

"Oh my gosh, Alvin! Why are you so careless?! Look! Our expensive drinks died because of you!" Samuel shouted angrily at Alvin, but there was a note of satisfaction in his voice.

Alvin gasped. He opened his eyes and finally saw the chaos around him.

That poor man immediately got up to sit. However, his right palm accidentally hit a shard of glass, making him reflexively hiss in pain.

"Oh, my God! Our Alvin is hurt! His six-fingered hand is hurt!" Jackson dramatized the scene.

All his friends burst out laughing.

Alvin grimaced. Shit! He had actually seen Jackson nudge his leg a moment ago, but he didn't have time to dodge!

"You guys!" With blue irises flashing angrily, Alvin looked up at Jackson and Samuel as if he was going to kill that two devils.

However, Samuel and Jackson didn't seem to feel guilty at all. Instead, they were having fun high-fiving to celebrate their victory.

Alvin was really angry to see that moment. At the same time, his boss suddenly arrived.

"Jesus! What's going on here?" His boss looked much more shocked than anyone else. "ALVIN ALEXANDER!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY BUSINESS?!!!" he shouted angrily at Alvin.

"I can explain, Boss." Alvin stood up with difficulty. He ignored the cuts on his hands and approached the boss.

"Them!" Alvin then pointed at Samuel and Jackson. "You can ask them for compensation, Boss! They're the ones who caused this whole mess!" he explained with bated breath.

His boss frowned in exasperation. He looked at Samuel and Jackson, but Samuel and Jackson naturally jumped to defense.

"He's lying! Your employees are incompetent, sir!" said Jackson.

"Definitely! Just think about it, sir. Why would we make him fall and lose our precious drinks? It doesn't make sense, does it?" Samuel instigated.

The boss's exasperated gaze finally returned to Alvin.

"No! They're lying!" Alvin retorted in frustration.

"You're fired, Alvin!" His boss decided without hesitation. "Go clean up your mess and get out of here!"

Alvin shook his head in disgust. "No, Boss! Please, trust me!"

He chased after his boss' steps while trying to hold his arm, but the boss immediately brushed him off.

"Get your disgusting hands off me!" He stared at Alvin as if Alvin was rotten trash. He even took a handkerchief from his pocket and then wiped Alvin's handprints off his shirt sleeve.

"Argh! Look! Your body dirt is on my shirt now!" He scolded when he realized that the blood stains from Alvin's hands had stained his shirt sleeve.

Alvin looked down to show his guilt. "My bad...."

"But please... give me a second chance, Boss! I've only worked here for five days, please give me a chance!" he pleaded earnestly.

The boss growled. He threw the used handkerchief in Alvin's face and said sharply, "There's no second chance for you, Alvin! Just clean up the mess and get out of here! Don't try to show your face in front of me again!"

After saying that painful sentence, he finally left leaving Alvin who was too stunned to speak anymore.

From behind, the sound of his classmates' laughter could be heard laughing at Alvin's misfortune. Of course, Samuel and Jackson's laughter dominated.

Alvin reflexively closed his eyes while squeezing the half short apron he was wearing. His jaw tightened. The veins around his neck and hands were visible. Alvin then turned slowly towards them.

"What? What did you see, huh?! Why are you staring like that, you dumb frog!" Samuel glared at Alvin when he realized that Alvin was looking back at him sharply.

At the same time, Alvin made a fist with his right hand and started swinging it. He ran towards Samuel and then punched him quickly in the jaw.

No one had expected Alvin's move. It was so sudden and out of their imagination. So, everyone let out a squeal of shock. For the second time, the small bar was thrown into chaos by an unexpected incident.

Samuel was almost knocked to the floor by Alvin's fist. He took a few steps back and was held back by one of his friends.

Jackson who saw the incident immediately cursed, "Holy shit! Are you fucking kidding me?" His voice sounded both amazed and shocked.

"Stop playing around, Samuel! I told you, I'll take action if you show up in front of me again!" Alvin said solemnly. Anger had completely taken over his soul and darkened his eyes.

Samuel roughly wiped Alvin's fist mark on his jaw. He grinned and snorted loudly. "Are you serious, Alvin? You know what you just did, huh?"

The chaos made Alvin's boss come stumbling back with several other employees, including Alvin's fellow waiter partner.

"Alvin, stop it! What are you doing, huh?!" The muscular man approached Alvin and pulled his arm. "You want to anger our boss again?"

Alvin immediately removed the man's hand from his arm. "DON'T STOP ME! I don't give a damn about anything! You just don't know what i've been through because of these fuckers!" he shouted at everyone.

"What? What did you say?" Jackson didn't want to just watch at that moment. He started to get provoked by Alvin's words.

"'Fuckers'? Who are you calling a 'fuckers', you motherfucker!" He came closer and pushed Alvin's chest. "Why? You want to punch me too, huh? Come and punch me!" He baited.

"Argh! Please stop it!" shouted Alvin's boss who couldn't stand the sight. He looked very stressed. He sat limply on one of the chairs holding his tense nape.

However, neither Alvin nor Jackson and Samuel seemed to care about any restrictions. The situation remained tense and heated. The three young men remained surrounded by the fierce air of battle even though no one had moved since before.

But, suddenly, Alvin exhaled and said, "Whatever, dude! I'm tired of this shit!"

He said harshly while pushing Jackson away from him. He then took a broom and shovel from the corner of the bar and started cleaning the floor from the broken glass.

The situation suddenly calmed down as Alvin seemed to give in to Samuel and Jackson. Some people who had gathered near table 12 finally began to disperse. They then go back to their respective places. The boss and his employees also go back to their respective jobs because they felt the situation was safe.

The atmosphere had completely died down. Everyone returned to their seats, even Jackson shrugged his shoulders and back to his seat following the others.

However, Samuel didn't seem to have calmed down like the others. He was still grinning while looking at the back of Alvin who was sweeping the floor. Then, that young man moved closer to Alvin.

"Hey!" he called out.

Alvin turned his head.

A second passed very quickly when Samuel delivered a hard fist to Alvin's right cheek. Alvin was immediately thrown against a nearby chair.

And, yeah, part 3 of the chaos had just begun!

"CRAZY BASTARD! HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME ANGRY, HUH?! I'LL KILL YOU, DUMBASS!! GO TO HELL RIGHT NOW!!"

Alvin didn't have time to get up let alone dodge. Samuel quickly pulled him up and continued punching him mercilessly. Samuel didn't even stop his punches when Alvin was already lying helplessly on the floor. He crushed Alvin's body so that Alvin couldn't move anywhere.

People began to gather again to watch the fight up close. No one had any intention of breaking it up. In fact, most of them looked excited waiting to see who would win.

Alvin grimaced while he tried to protect his head with both hands crossed in front of his face. Even so, Samuel's fist still caused pain all over his body.

Alvin growled. But, when Samuel was caught off guard, he finally pushed him off and pressed his body against Samuel's.

"I'M THE ONE WHO SHOULD BE ANGRY, DAMN IT!" Alvin shouted then threw a counter punch at Samuel's face. "You son of a bitch! Go fuck yourself and FUCK OFF!"

He ignored the shouts of the people and continued punching Samuel who was unable to fight back. Alvin was out of his mind. He wasn't good at fighting, but this time he was really emotional and just followed his wild instincts.

Furthermore, there was only the sound of thumping that dominated the place. People looked at Alvin with horrified gazes.

"Hey, stop that kid! He could kill him!"

"Alvin, please stop! You want to kill Samuel, huh?!"

"Oh God!"

Alvin grinned as he saw Samuel lying pitifully beneath him. The wounds on Samuel's face were worse than the wounds on his own face. Alvin looked very satisfied. But, his sanity had not returned yet. Alvin didn't seem completely satisfied before smashing Samuel's face to shreds. So, he clenched his hand again and swung it quickly.

People screamed in panic.

But, there was no thumping sound a moment later.

Alvin blinked. He turned his head and found that his hand had been grabbed by someone.

"Stop it, young master, or you'll kill him!"

To be continued....