John Dave was about to say something, trying to defend me from them, but I stopped him before everything could go out of hand. We joined the rest of our friends in the restaurant, not because we wanted to pick a fight, but because the worms in my stomach were hungrily complaining. And I had had enough of Celestine and Sebastian's sarcasm last night. Knowing that they hadn't reached the city was already enough for me to move on. Getting away from this place as soon as possible was now my priority. So I waved at the nearest female server. Suspiciously, the server bowed before me and asked, "Good morning, sir. It's an honor to finally meet you. Can I have your orders now?" John Dave and I exchanged bothered glances as we could not believe the server appeared to have recognized me. I gradually looked at the rest of the crew of the restaurant, one by one. They all looked at me with a smile on their faces. "Does this mean they knew who I am?" I whispered to John Dave.
But everyone knows Clark inside out even if I knew a few were just pretending they don't to make sure they could be part of his high-class life. He will not let a mere restaurant manager insult him in front of his friends. I need to do something. "Are you done?" I asked John Dave, but my eyes were fixed on the manager who went back to the cashier. "Just ignore them if you have no plan on telling them the truth, dude." He replied, ignoring my question and without looking at me. "I'm already considering that idea if Clark would do something beyond our imagination, dude. Let's wait and see what he'll do next." Five seconds later, the manager went back to the table. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Cedrick, we have tried swiping your card a few times, but the result remains the same. Perhaps we can try another card, or you can pay in cash." "You're kidding me right now, aren't you?" Clark insisted. "Who on earth would bring three million dollars in cash these days, huh? That's
"They're my enemies, Mom. Not even close to friends," I confessed and stopped mimicking Noah's tiny waves of laughter. "That party was made to get back at me. To make fun of me. They achieve it. But I achieved more from it. It's a win-win." "I'm so sorry about what happened to you in the past, honey. I couldn't imagine what you have experienced at the hands of your in-laws. And during your college days." Mom said, her eyes started swelling. "Don't worry about me, Mom," I reassured her as I rested Noah on my chest. "I was bullied, humiliated, mocked, and insulted. Whatever you call it for the past eight years. But looked at me now. I'm a little stronger." "And I couldn't be more proud of you, Zach. Mom and Dad raised you more than as a parent." Mom replied. "Speaking of them, how are they? Are they still living in that small house?" I can see in Mom's eyes she also longed to see her parents. Since he got married to Dad, she was forbidden to talk and see them, not e
I quickly rose from my seat and announced my side of the agenda before Mrs. Lincoln could finish her sentence when I already knew what she was about to say - to announce about Noah. "Thank you for rejecting my dismissal but I cannot accept it. Even for the short time, I have been part of this corporation, I learned a lot of things. Unfortunately, my decision was already irrevocable." Most of them, especially those who voted for the rejection, looked me in the eye, their faces filled with dismay and confusion. As much as it pains them, I have to protect what's mine. I have to protect Noah so I gave Mrs. Lincoln what he certainly wanted - to get rid of me. "Also, I would like to clarify that Ms. Jennie Pineda had nothing to do with the investment withdrawal. I've heard that someone approached and asked her to let the investment stay in the company. I decided to withdraw my ten billion dollars because the money was mine to begin with." Celestine and Sebastian's mou
Two hours ago. Jennie knocked on my door before she stepped foot into my office. "I'll be out for a few minutes to buy the scented flowers you requested for the dinner date." She asked, "Do you have any other things you want me to get you?" I looked into the corner for a few seconds before I could answer Jennie's inquiry. My glimmering and expensive suits are ready. The car, driver, and bodyguards that would send and assist me to the restaurant were also on standby outside. "What else do I need... hmmm." I drummed the surface of my desk while digging into my brain. "I think that would be all, Ms. Pineda. But are you sure you can get back before four?" She looked at her wristwatch. "That's long enough to buy flowers. But if I can't come back before four, I'll just send the flowers to the address..." "NO!" I exclaimed, cutting her sentence before she could finish it, which also caught her by surprise. "You need to get back before four. Please, make sure of that
"You're definitely and madly in love with her, right now, Young Master!" My driver said. I rolled my eyes and stopped at the rearview mirror. "How can you say that? That was only a one-time kiss, Uncle. And it was a one-sided kiss, to begin with. I didn't feel any sparks or electric current from it. And so was she when she barely remembered it happened." "One of the bad omens to determine when the person is in love with someone is when they talk alone. Smile all by themselves without any reason. And I'm afraid that's what you're doing right now, Young Master. Your mind is pacing out and kept on talking about her." "But I didn't have any feelings for her." I insisted. "That simply means you're in the middle of being in denial about your feelings." he debated. "Your heart and mind always say that you don't have any feelings for her, but your actions speak louder than your voice. You're definitely in love." Me? In denial? I fell in love with Celestine for as far
All his minions typed "YES" like pouring rain, dominating the entire conversation. No wonder the messages reached a thousand in a matter of hours. They were praising him like a saint even if he was a devil. What else could I say? Money is everything to them. There was no point for me to get mad at them anymore. My rage toward Clark and those who helped him beat me to death was beyond imagination. Every drop of blood in my veins boiled, and my urge to see their blood in my hands surged, but I realized there was nothing I could do as a mere houseboy. So I opened my camera and took a selfie of me filled with bandages. Then, I sent it to the group chat with the caption, "Luckily, I was given another chance to live. To those who want to know how I have been doing, I'm at the hospital right now. A group of men beat me to death. But I am thankful for what they did as it helped me realize what a true power could do. MY TURN NOW!" None of them reacted to my message, but I alre
John Dave and Jennie were thrilled to see and hear me standing against the Chairman of Fisher Group and Companies for the first time, but I couldn't raise the tip of my lips anymore when I started to feel my wounds stretching, and my strength was getting depleted. Perhaps I already reached my limit to move and talk. "Then we have a deal," Dad replied. Exchanged handshakes were not Dad's cup of tea, so we simply looked at each other's hands, waiting for someone who would stretch first. "Ang oh, I almost forgot." he added, "Mr. Cedrick was very pleased with the dinner date last night. Elaine boasted to his Dad that you are a perfect man for him. Keep it up. Looking forward to the family meeting soon." Well. Van was not lying with his claim then. Thanks to him, my identity was kept hidden from Clark and his friends. It's too early to unfold the truth about me. I still have a lot of plans for them. Had to make sure they would regret it soon. Dad did not give me the chance