I Am The Richest Man Alive

Chapter Seventy-three - An Underground Man!

After much trials by the Chief of Police to be more patronizing to Justin, the new heir and his assistant, refusing his kind gestures, not just out of modesty, but out of the fact if the rogue officers had harmed him by any means seriously, he couldn't have no problem fixing things by his own means, the old police officer with the funny moustache finally decided to give up and go.

He threw one last salute to Justin and drove his way back to the station where he had come from. As he did that, the crowd almost as if they could not hold it anymore, began cheering for Justin with so much excitement.

"It seems you have now become a hero to these people," Mark joked, smiling calmly, but still by every means looking as business minded as he had always been. He looked almost like he was about to whisper into Justin's ears to tell him that there still had a lot of things in their schedule to take care of.

"By no mistake," a voice began, "You are the Drogonuv's heir right? Justin Drogonuv."