Fired

"I am Mr. Geraldo's assistant, how much does the young master owe you?" asked the man who was none other than Bastian.

    Barbara was so dumbfounded that she swallowed her saliva violently several times, "Young master? Since when did Axel become the young master? Don't dream in broad daylight, this kid is just a hobo who can be called a young master. But if you want to pay the debt I will accept."

"No need Mr. Bastian," Axel interrupted, forbidding the man to pay his debt.

"I think this money is more than enough to pay the young master's debt, if necessary we will buy this small apartment in the young master's name."

    Barbara suddenly gaped when she saw the man in the black suit handing her a wad of money, more than enough for Axel's debt. It left Barbara gaping and in disbelief that she could hold that much money.

"Is this enough?" asked Bastian looking at Barbara.

"It's more than enough and if necessary right now I will give you the certificate of this apartment because I will also move to another city."

    Barbara quickly handed over the file and Bastian prepared a red folder. Axel still couldn't believe what he saw today, why did Barbara sell her beloved apartment so easily seeing the money held by the middle-aged woman made Axel begin to understand that money is indeed everything.

Without money, Axel was always looked down upon and despised. Everyone looked down on him.

"Come with me home young sir, Mr. Geraldo is expecting you."

    Bastian bowed his body in front of Axel, making the handsome man uncomfortable. "Why are you bowing, I'm younger than you and I don't want to be disrespectful."

"No way, I'm disrespecting the young master, so come with us," he coaxed again.

    Axel remembered very well that the old man's name was Geraldo. Who doesn't know about the Geraldo Group conglomerate family, how could Axel be the grandson of the conglomerate? Axel had never dreamed of it. How could this stranger just say whatever he wanted? Axel wouldn't believe it easily.

"You must have the wrong person! I'm not the grandson you're looking for."

    Axel immediately turned around and was about to leave but his hand was blocked by the man in the black suit. However, Axel quickly shook off Bastian's hand. He wasn't in the mood to get involved with jokes like that, especially since he was in a bad mood at the moment. He just hoped people didn't make him sick at the moment, he just needed some peace.

    However, the man in the black suit didn't want to give up either, he was still blocking Axel's way. Then came two more men in black suits with big and tall postures, like bodyguards. They also blocked Axel's path, and they didn't even let Axel leave.

Axel wasn't in the mood to deal with them, let alone joke around with them. He still wanted to leave.

"Please step aside, let me pass," he pleaded politely.

"But you must come with us back to the Young Master's house, the Great Master misses you very much. He is waiting for your arrival."

"What joke are you guys playing again?"

      Axel's patience was wearing thin, "I told you, I'm not the person you're looking for, understand!"

"Please don't bother me again! Or I won't hesitate to teach you a lesson," Axel lashed out in the end.

"You are indeed the person we've been looking for all this time, we can confirm it. Don't you have the same birthmark as Great Master Geraldo?"

    Hearing a sentence like that Axel turned his body around. "There could be many people in this world who have the same mark as me."

"No, young master. That birthmark belongs only to the Geraldo family. Now will you come with us home?"

    Axel seemed to narrow his eyes this time, the handsome man was getting more and more furious with the two men in black suits.

"I may be poor but I'm not a fool that you can easily trick. Even though you know my birthmark doesn't mean I can trust you."

"You better get out of my sight right now! Before I completely lose my temper."

Seeing the look in Axel's sharp eyes, it was clear that the handsome man was venting his anger so the two burly men walked back a few steps, giving up in the end.

    However, before they left Axel, there was one thing they wanted to do.

        Mr. Bastian stepped forward as he said, "At least please accept this. Perhaps Young Master will need it later."

"What is this?" investigated Axel. His hand reflexively grabbed the object that Mr. Bastian handed over.

"It's a special passbook that the Great Master gave you. It has a lot of content and it's only for Young Master."

    After explaining, the three men quickly excused themselves from Axel's presence so politely that they bowed their bodies in front of Axel. Axel's blue eyes only caught a glimpse of their departure and Axel didn't seem to be holding back the three men from leaving.

    Axel hoped that the three people would quickly disappear from his sight, for a moment he observed the object given by the man named Mr. Bastian earlier which he said in the savings was his own money.

    Axel continued his journey which had stopped to look for a trash can. Intending to throw away the savings but his pair of blue eyes did not find a trash can so he abandoned his intention. Sighing slowly, he thought about throwing it away later.

Today Axel wanted to start working again at the cafe, to be honest, he was so dizzy thinking about where to stay tonight. Considering Barbara had kicked him out, Axel also didn't have a dime, an idea began to emerge in his brain.

    Axel entered the cafe where he worked, as usual, the man served the guests well but not with his guests this time. His eyes fell on the two lovebirds who were making out in front of his eyes, Elena and Almero passed by the cafe, and a sense of disappointment and hurt began to creep into Axel.

    The complicated thoughts that kept plaguing his mind made Axel accidentally spill juice on a guest's coat.

"What are you doing!" The man in the black suit shouted hysterically.

"Do you know this is an expensive suit, your one-year salary is not enough to replace it."

    Suddenly, all eyes were on Axel, who seemed to be silent as he was scolded by the guest. Immediately, the manager came over to see what was going on.

"What's wrong, sir?"

"Your waiter is incompetent. You see my expensive suit is dirty because of his work. You have to compensate."

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