The Heir's Dominance

Chapter 8

Ron and Tina looked at each other in confusion. In fact, Tina had to glare to confirm what she was seeing now. The director was bowing to Julius! Clearly, this was out of the ordinary for both of them.

"Sir, he's already causing trouble here! Why are you bowing to him?" asked Ron in disbelief. His eyes narrowed sarcastically, wondering what the director was doing.

Tina replied that she had to convince this man called Mr. Sam to kick Julius out and disrespect him. 

"That's right, Sir! If it weren't for this bum, there wouldn't be any chaos in Mr. Sam's elite estate!"

"Shut up, you guys don't know anything!" said Sam, who seemed to be holding back a growl. The two of them seemed to him like the troublemakers here. This made for a messy situation for him, he was having some bad luck that he hadn't expected.

"But Sir, look at him! If you continue to let him in here, the quality of this elite building will decline and be ruined! He'll only bring bad luck!" Tina didn't want her lies exposed, especially by Julius, who was clearly just a bum to him.

Sam glanced at the two sarcastically, looking very disturbed. However, despite this, Ron and Tina didn't care about the man's gaze. The two of them were busy babbling and explaining the reason why Sam had to kick Julius out.

"Sir, can't you see for yourself that this man is a fraud? He has nothing, but claims to live in the penthouse here!" Tina walked forward, pointing Julius up and down.

"Do you believe, Sir, that this kind of appearance can live in an elite neighbourhood like this? Where's the money coming from? I'm sure he doesn't even have a dollar!" Ron laughed big.

Ron's words obviously provoked everyone. In fact, a young girl with a fancy bag whispered, "How can a rich man look like a hobo? He looks like he hasn't bathed for three days."

Not only that, the whispers started to spread and turned into a hum. This obviously made Ron and Tina smile slyly and glance at each other.

"Look, Sir! No one will believe her! He hallucinates too much about being rich!" Ron was still laughing, and everyone was still following him.

"Shut up, all of you!" snapped Sir Sam.

Everyone fell silent, seemingly taken aback by the director's outburst that sounded so angry. The man with the neat clothes and well-organized hair gave Ron and Tina a sharp look!

To Sam, Ron and Tina's actions had gone too far. They had insulted his guest of honour in public. "Don't say anything if you don't know the truth!"

"Mr. Julius does live here! He came over last night and lives on the top floor of the building. Stop making noise and being insolent!" Sam explained so sternly that Tina leaned forward and rolled her eyes.

"Him? Lives in the penthouse? Sir, don't joke around! That's impossible!" Tina pointed at Julius' face so closely that Tina's hand was immediately slapped away by Sam. The man was furious.

"Behave yourself! Mr. Julius is the resident of the penthouse here! I know everything because I set it up! So shut up!" Sam shouted, pointing at Tina and Ron's faces in turn.

Tina and Ron jumped back, neither of them had expected Sam to defend Julius like that.

"You're making a scene and getting things out of hand. You accused Mr Julius so viciously as if he was a tramp! Isn't that you?" Mr. Sam turned Ron and Tina's words around, making both point at themselves with unaccepting faces.

"Yes, you guys! You live in cheap units and act shamelessly! You're the ones who brought down the quality of this building to crap! Not Mr. Julius!" Mr. Sam was clearly defending Julius, he had been mandated to serve him well here.

"So, you can get out and leave! I don't want to see your faces again!" he shooed as he pointed at the exit.

"What the hell, Sir? You're kicking us out?" shouted Ron in disgust. The man glared with bated breath. His chest was rising and falling, with emotions flaring.

Sam snorted, "Yes, you can leave! I don't like people who make a fuss."

"Sir, you're too much! The man next to you is clearly a troublemaker! But you insult us? What kind of service is this?" Ron was furious, the man spoke while glaring.

On Ron's side, Tina naturally came to his defence. "From any angle, Julius started the ruckus. We wouldn't have had to deal with him if he hadn't shown up and just left when we kicked him out."

Sam snorted, rubbing his hot head. "You're accusing Mr. Julius, he's obviously angry! Where are your brains, huh? Does anyone who's insulted not feel offended? You idiots!"

Ron couldn't take it, the man clenched his fists tightly. He walked forward, about to punch Sam in the face. But he failed to do so, as Sam first called a security guard to hold him.

"You can't just kick us out! We've paid our rent here!" protested Ron as he tried to escape the security guard. The man struggled so hard that his face turned red.

Tina joined in the shouting, panicking at Ron's arrest and the fact that they would soon be evicted from this elite neighbourhood. "Sir, we can report you to the police for breaking the agreement!"  

Sam shook his head. The man took out many checks from his coat pocket. He wrote down a few amounts before tearing them up and throwing them at Ron and Tina with a face full of contempt. "Take back the rest of your loose change! And don't try to sue me because I'll sue you both for making a scene!" he threatened sternly.

Sam turned to the security guard holding Ron, ordering, "Take them out. I don't want to see them set foot in here again!" he said and immediately obeyed.

The people watching and joining in Julius' insults now began to back away slowly. Sam's defence ensured that Julius was not a random person.

"Let me go! I don't accept being treated like this! I'll get back at you!" Ron and Tina were dragged away by the security guards. They were violently thrown out of the building.

Meanwhile, the new security guard who had chased them away and said that Julius was homeless swallowed his saliva in fear. His eyes glanced at Julius, who was also watching him coldly.

"And you, new security guard! Come here!" called Sam with one finger.

The man in the black uniform walked over timidly, his hands covered in cold sweat. Swallowing his saliva for the umpteenth time, the security guard bowed before Sam.

A slap landed on the security guard's face, knocking him to the ground. The man clutched his burning cheek. It was even more horrifying when people started sneering at his rude behaviour. "I'm firing you, get out of here now!" Sam hissed mercilessly.

Hearing the word dismissal from the boss, the security guard immediately crawled to Sam while crying.

"I'm sorry, Sir! Please don't fire me!" he begged in a hoarse and trembling voice.

"I don't want to hire someone as bold as you! You've spoken out of turn! Apologize to Mr Julius!" snapped Sam with bulging eyes.

So, the security guard immediately crawled to Julius' feet. The man cried even louder, "Sir, please forgive me! I won't do it again. I'm really sorry and I don't know who you are!"

Julius did not budge, and the security guard held his leg while crying loudly. "Please forgive me, sir!"

Julius took a deep breath before looking at him coldly, "Go away, I don't want to see your face again!"

The security guard cried harder and almost kissed the toe of Julius' shoe. But Sam shoved him away first and dragged him out of the building with the help of another security guard.

"Forgive my negligence, Mr. Julius!" Sam bowed again to apologize for today's commotion. Slowly, the crowd began to thin out, and people got busy again.

Julius gave Sam a sharp glance, "You're doing a terrible job, you can't manage your subordinates."

Hearing Julius' sharp words, Sam bowed his body while pleading, "I apologize once again, Mr. Julius! I was really negligent. Please forgive me."

Julius looked around at the now deserted surroundings, the man nodded and spoke with a cold and tense aura. "Don't let something like this happen again."

"Of course, Sir! I'll pay more attention to your comfort in the future," Sam replied quickly.

Seeing Julius, who was still observing the surroundings and looked like he wanted to leave, the director again asked, "Excuse me, Sir! Do you need any help? Or would you like to go somewhere?"

Julius nodded, "Yes, do you know where the nearest supermarket is? I'd like to buy some food."

"I know, Sir! But, if you don't mind, I can deliver the food to your room," Mr. Sam offered kindly.

Julius looked thoughtful momentarily before nodding, "Alright, deliver it immediately."