TRILLIONAIRE SECRET HEIR

CHAPTER EIGHT

Him? A bank robber? The leader at that? It sounded so funny to him that he had to fight hard against the urge to laugh.

Before Jake knew what was happening, two muscular arms clamped around him and tackled him to the ground. "Argh!" He groaned in pain.

"If you dare touch a single hair on his head, I'll slash your fucking throat." A sharp voice sounded at the doorway as the door was pushed open.

Two burly men walked in, followed by a man dressed in an expensive tailored suit. He seemed to be in his early thirties and he had a commanding air around him. His gaze looked fierce. He wasn't someone to be trifled with. Fearing for his life, the guard quickly released his grip on Jake.

Again, there was an uproar among the customers. "Who was this man?" Many of them whispered.

"He was definitely wealthy!"

He walked elegantly to where Jake was. He offered him a hand and helped him stand. Immediately Jake was on his feet, the man moved an inch backwards and bowed courtly to him throwing the onlookers into a state of perplexity.

Why was such a man bowing to Jake who was dressed so cheaply?

"I'm Max." He said, still bowing.

Jake stared at him, seemingly at a loss for what to do or say. Why Max was introducing himself to him was past him. He was confused and bewildered.

Max finally raised his head, smiling. He understood that he would be shocked and puzzled and all. "Mr chairman, he began, sounding overly respectful. "Let's hit the road first. I will explain everything to you as we go home."

"Home?" Jake asked.

"Yes. Home."

They started moving towards the door.

"Who said you could leave!? Shane's cold voice stopped them. He had been humiliated by them so much, so naturally, he couldn't let them go. In his own opinion, if not all of them, but surely Jake has to pay for it.

No penniless person like Jake had ever made him feel so small all his life, and he wasn't starting now to make an exception.

"You must think you're smart right?" He laughed sarcastically. "You've just been accused of attempted robbery and you think you can just escape by pretending to be a wealthy man. He looked at the card he was holding. Where did you get that card from!? You stole it right? Guards!!" He suddenly yelled, beckoning to the guards. "Hold these two men down immediately!"

He has probably forgotten that they also had personal bodyguards of their own. As he turned to walk away, he glanced up at them. "Hold these ones down too!" He ordered the guards. "Teach all of them a lesson that they------"

Before he could complete his words, one of the bodyguards reached out his hand and grabbed him by the collar grabbed him roughly by the collar. "Look here, if you dare touch a single hair on the chairman's body, I would fucking skin you alive!"