The Heirs

Chapter 4

"When can I join the company?"

"As soon as possible. Whether your brother will allow it or not is a matter for us."

"Is my mom involved?"

Silence. Two men in neat suits kept their mouths shut when Dylan asked about Mrs.Katty's involvement. As per the agreement, once the money was transferred, they had to behave as if she was not involved in any way. 

(Your silence is an answer that it's true that Mom was involved in my entry into B&F Corporation. But for once I agree with your plan. I can't stand to keep giving in and letting that bastard do whatever he wants. It's time to take my rights as the Stewart family heir)

"I accept your offer." Dylan spoke in such a cold tone. "Make sure I can sit in a position that threatens Demian."

"What does that mean?"

"You two are on my side, right?"

"That's right, Mr.Dylan. Otherwise, we wouldn't have asked you to join the company."

"Well, then you should support me. I want to get a position that can make Demian feel threatened. I want that arrogant human to always be on guard and also be scared by my presence in the company!"

Furious, Dylan gripped the paper on the table until it was shabby. After that, he swore without regard for the two people sitting in front of him. The pain and disappointment of being constantly humiliated had made Dylan lose his mind. Now his heart was filled with a great desire to overthrow his own brother's authority.

"Mr.Dylan, your older brother is very experienced. With you just graduating from college, will you be able to compete with him?" asked one of the men. "Sorry, I'm not saying this to put you down. Let's just talk about the fact that you're very new to the business world. So far, no one has been able to subvert Mr.Demian's power. I sanction you to face him!"

"It's true that I'm just a snot-nosed kid fresh out of school. But here you need to underline something that the blood of the Stewart family also flows in me. Dylan and Demian, we both have Morgan's father's business genes. You guys can't be unaware of his business endeavors, right?" Dylan asked, not denying that he still had very little knowledge about business. But in order to avenge the pain and humiliation that he and his mother had received, Dylan was willing to sacrifice everything. Let it be if he has to work hard in order to compete with Demian, he will do it.

Right after Dylan finished answering, his focus was on the few people who had just entered the restaurant. He, who was burning with the flames of revenge, was even more incensed when he realized that there was a figure he knew among these people.

"Look over there. How haughty that human is walking with his chin up. How disgusting!" growled Dylan as he clenched both fists.

The two people in front of Dylan immediately turned their heads in that direction. The look on their faces instantly changed. They hurriedly averted their eyes and gulped down the drinks in their glasses. Nervous.

"Feeling intimidated, hm?" taunted Dylan sarcastically.

"Even though we're shareholders in B&F Corporation, we're still not an even match for Mr.Demian. It won't be hard for him to make us poor."

"And you're afraid?"

"That's not it. We still have a family to think about the future of. Please understand."

Dylan chuckled. He snatched the wine in the glass and gulped it down. After that he stood up, staring intently at the group of humans who were now walking towards entering one of the VVIP rooms in the restaurant.

"Support me. I'll ensure that you and your family will live well until old age!"

"Really?"

"Yes. Let us together overthrow that arrogant man's power. Since I'm still new to the business world, I hope you'll be willing to be my teachers. Don't worry, it's not free. There is a price for every support you give!" said Dylan as he prepared to leave. "Let me know when my position in the company has been finalized."

"Yes, Mr.Dylan. We will contact you directly."

With such a cold look on his face, Dylan left. However, he did not leave the restaurant immediately. Dylan's footsteps went to the room where Demian was.

"Sorry, sir. This room has been reserved. Please go to the front to reserve another room," said a waiter holding back a foreign guest who wanted to enter the VVIP room. The guests in this room were a group of important people. He could get into big trouble if he let this stranger make a mess.

"Shut up and stay out of it!" snapped Dylan unhappily. His heart throbbed with pain as he remembered Demian's remark calling him childish. Childish? Well, he would show him what childishness really looked like.

"But you ...."

Sreeettt

"Is this how you compete with me?"

Demian, who accidentally saw Dylan sitting with two people he knew, was not at all surprised when this snot-nosed kid appeared to cause a scene. His guess wasn't wrong at all. Dylan would definitely come to him.

"Mr.Demian, I have reminded this gentleman to book another room. But he insisted," the waiter reported fearfully. His job was on the line now.

"I know." Demian replied briefly. His eyes kept on Dylan who was staring at him so fiercely. He chuckled amusedly. "Your moves are too easy to read. That's embarrassing!"

"Shut your mouth, asshole!" scolded Dylan angrily. His breathing was ragged as he burned with rage at the taunts coming out of Demian's mouth.

"You're the one who should have done that."

"You keep acting arrogant like no one can beat you. But just wait, soon I'll make you feel what is called defeat. Don't think that I don't dare to attack you. So use the time you have left to have fun with your arrogance!"

Dylan moved forward until his face was only a few centimeters away from Demian's face. Their eyes, which were both piercing, met each other with a look of ambition and hatred. They didn't look like brothers at all. They were more like mortal enemies.

"Be careful. From now on your life will not be as peaceful as it used to be. You wanted me to become a rebel, didn't you?" taunted Dylan while wearing a triumphant smile. "I grant you that. Soon I'll join B&F Corporation and take over all the Stewart family assets from your hands."

"Sassy!" snapped Demian in a fit of rage. He could least afford to have his legacy threatened.

"Why get angry? Is this what you want?"

Demian's hand quickly threw a punch at Dylan's face because he took offense to what he had just said. However, the punch was easily deflected by her. Furious, he grabbed this snot-nosed kid by the collar and gritted his teeth.

"Don't try to take what is already mine. You remember my words, don't you?" said Demian warningly.

"Nothing can stop you from finishing me off," Dylan replied with a big laugh. It was satisfying to provoke this man's anger. "Unfortunately, I don't care about that. What is yours now, should be mine as well. Regardless of whether blood is shed or not, the fact is that I am also a part of the Stewart family. I have the right to be the heir!"

"You!!!"

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