The Invincible Student Heir

Chapter 16

"You must be kidding me," Josh exclaimed, his mouth falling open the moment we arrived in front of the Danish restaurant. The best in town. 

I was expecting this reaction from him because I wouldn't also believe it if I didn't know how much I possessed in my account. I still had a total of 980 million dollars untouched so I was very confident in my abilities. 

They deserved everything and more. Josh had rallied around to help me in my downtime without asking for a refund. Even my grandmother had combed everything she had to help me. 

"Are you sure you will be able to afford even the smallest plate of food?" He inquired from me and I kept on chuckling. 

"Are you sure you didn't get involved in money laundering or something illegal? This is unreal. We cannot afford the hefty prices attached to these meals. Let's just go back before we get disgraced. It wouldn't make any sense if that happened to us now, would it?" He inquired with a whisper, concerns stretching across his face as he tried to make his points clear. 

My grandmother's face also stretched into a frown as she reconsidered her presence here. I rolled my eyes at his disbelief but didn't fault him anyway. It was normal for a lot of people to feel that something was up and I sincerely did not want to change anything about my friend. He was right to be afraid. 

"I believe that there is something more that you are not telling me, and it breaks my heart because it only shows that you do not trust me," Josh spoke. 

I shrugged nonchalantly because there was absolutely nothing up my sleeves but secrecy attached to my heritage. 

"Let's not worry about all of this and go in to enjoy the meal. We might not have had access to stuff like this but this is going to be a part of our lives henceforth. The least you can do is try to be happy about it. I don't want you thinking about the pros and cons, I have not engaged in anything bad."

"That's him right there! Get him!" I heard voices coming from behind me and I turned. 

Four men crossed the sidewalk and pointed at us. I instinctively stood in front of the duo, thinking that it was Mikky who sent these hooligans to rough us up. 

"Who are you and why are you pointing at us?" I demanded from them confidently that I had nothing to fear anymore after having access to my father's limitless wealth. They should bow to me instead. 

A man adjusted his glasses before coughing. "Move away, boy. You don't want to get on my last nerve." He ordered. 

I turned and saw my grandmother shivering, so I sighed. Who did these people think they were to cause fear in the people who were with me? 

"You!" He pointed at Josh who was trembling like a leaf in a blight of wind. My eyebrows furrowed in amazement because I had never expected my friend to be so timid in the presence of some people who I had never come in contact with in my life. 

Yet he didn't look like he could move and I was a bit worried about him. Why was he acting this way? 

"Where is my money?" The man demanded. 

I glanced at Josh, whose mouth fell open and close, yet no words were produced. It was almost as though he was a fish gasping for breath. I did not know what to say at that point. 

A whimper tore out of my grandmother's mouth and that alerted me. She didn't need to witness whatever was going on between Josh and these men. My grandmother had already endured a lot of insults, and the last thing I wanted most was for it to continue. 

Josh was still trembling as he was unable to defend himself. I was worried about him and knew I had to figure out what was going on so we could enjoy our meal without any drama.

"Who the hell are you guys?" I shot at them, crossing my arms defiantly.

The guy I figured was the leader stepped forward, laughing in a way that made my blood boil. "Aww, poor Josh. It's too bad he didn't tell you how much he owes me, huh? Now he’s just making a fool of himself in front of you," he sneered, and I felt an overwhelming urge to punch him right then.

I turned to Josh, confused. "What’s he talking about?" I asked, trying to get to the bottom of why he was in such a tight spot.

"I borrowed some money from him so that I could treat my father," Josh explained and I looked at him in shock. 

"Why didn't you say anything?" I asked him, one would never know that he was carrying such a burden because he always stomached his problems. 

He ignored my words. "I-I promise to repay you as soon as my paycheck for this month comes in." Josh's voice trembled as he pleaded for mercy. 

The man grinned, "Yet, you came to such an expensive restaurant to eat? How noble! Well, it's too late now. I need my money right now, or I'll break your legs and wreck the tiny little place you call home." The leader bragged and brought out a cigarette from his pockets. 

He lit it and took a drag. "What would it be, dear Josh?" he spoke in a sing-song voice.

Josh began to sweat from his forehead downwards and I decided to step in. I wasn't going to watch my friend in such a dilemma. 

"How much is his debt?" I rose to his defense.