Secret billionaire heir

Chapter eleven

" Aaargh!" Peter grunted the moment he got to the front of his door. He hadn't expected him coming back home with another negative news again.

He was not even allowed to enter the company's premises let alone speak with the CEO. What in the world was he going to tell his grumpy old man?

Kicking the door to his apartment open with a yell, he walked in dejectedly, his face contorted in a deep frown, while his teeth were gritted in anger. He hated what he had to go through at the Imperial Holdings not quite long ago.

He was humiliated and treated like garbage. Imagine! They had to push him to the ground like some animal.

He had to change his clothes in a boutique at the end of the streets as he had been reduced to nothing but a homeless looking pauper and he could not return home in his ruined clothes.

Walking towards the bedroom, he made for the table that stood at the corner of the living room and flung the vase on it angrily, causing the object to smash into a thousand pieces across