The Powerful Dustin Rodriguez

Throw this pest out!

"In case you haven't noticed, I'm a very well known customer here, and I'll just call the manager to throw you out of here." Sandra muttered with confidence.

"Please, do whatever you like. Throw me out of here and then I'll see just how influential you are." Dustin said in a relaxed manner.

Sandra couldn't understand his confidence but she picked up her phone and began to dial a number.

Unknown to her, one of the staff had recognized Bobby and Vincent, and had quickly called out the manager. They were famous faces for Matyrs motors and it must mean that Dustin was someone important!

Sandra was sleeping with a man she knew as the manager. But he was in fact only just the half brother of the real manager. She didn't know that now.

The manager was a tall and slender man. "Excuse me sir, ma'am, what is going on here?"

"And who the hell might you be?" Sandra replied rudely.

Dustin remembered his dad's words. He had to be nice to everyone he met now, not unless they go ahead and take him for granted of course.

"This young woman is harassing me. She claims I've come to steal when in reality, I can pay for every item I've gotten. And she's delaying me. I need to be somewhere by eight sharp." Dustin explained in a calm voice.

"Okay thanks for the explanation, sir." The manager said, then turned to face Sandra. "What makes you say he couldn't pay?"

"All this is bullshit. Go inside right now and fetch me your manager! Where is Browns, huh?" Sandra yelled pathetically.

The manager rolled his eyes. Browns was known for causing trouble like this, befriending multiple women who go around feeling like they owned the boutique.

"Browns is my half brother and most definitely isn't the manager. I am. And it's very disrespectful of you to speak so low to me." The manager said.

"Nonsense! I have his number. I'll call him right now if you fail to do your job. Throw this filthy man out of here right now!"

"He can't even afford to earn money for two square meals a day if not for my dear friend in his life. Throw him out at once!" She would not back down, especially now she's seeing that Browns might not be here to save her ass.

"Please, come this way and pay for your goods." the manager said to Dustin.

"Not when this angry looking thing is still bothering me. She needs to be dealt with." Dustin frowned as Sandra was still making a scene.

"He's a thief! Can't you see? Let's watch him pay then. I really want to see how you'll pull this off, dustbin." Sandra laughed out loud.

With certain poise and calmness, Dustin made his way to the counter and brought out his golden card.

It seemed to shine like a magical item, flaunting its wealth in the midst of everyone. The manager was too stunned to speak.

By that time, Vincent and Bobby and whispered something into his ears. He called his guards and they rushed in.

"Well well well," Sanda said even though she had been shocked that Dustin could have a golden card. "It seems you'll finally be thrown outside. Seeing that you stole that card."

"He didn't." The manager said. "Apparently miss, you need to at least have a background check on who you're fighting with before you make a fool of yourself."

"How dare you say that to me!" Sandra roared.

"Boys, please throw out this pest at once!" ordered the manager.

"No, I want her thrown in jail. This woman has harassed me too much." Dustin said.

He needed to pass a message to Laura, because he knows that she might be the one who would bail Sandra. He also knew Sandra wouldn't be sleeping in jail that night since she was a bit influential.

But still, he would teach her a little lesson not to mess with him again.

Sandra looked so shocked. "This is a lie! You can't do that to me? How can you even...what? No. Don't touch me!"

He heard people begin to talk again.

"Wow so he was that powerful? Can't believe this."

"This is why you must be nice all the time. You don't know who you might be dealing with." one woman was saying to her child.

"Serves her right. I know that young lady, always running her mouth like she owned the boutique!"

"But why did he throw her in jail? It's too cold."

"You need to be cold to teach your enemies a lesson..." Dustin muttered to himself. He paid for his items and the manager thanked him.

Checking the time on his newly bought rolex watch, he saw he would be late if he didn't hurry already.

He changed into a fitting suit and hurried back to the car.

His mind beated fast even after trying to convince himself he wasn't scared. Anxiety knocked at his door, and he was terrified he would open up.

Going back to Shells where he was always looked down on, meeting some woman named Alara who would teach him what he needed to know in taking over the company...it was all too much!

But he would be fine. Once Dustin sets his mind to something, he always succeeds.

"Sir, we're here already." Bobby said, bringing him back to reality.

***

People weren't too many in the restaurant, but the few faces there looked at Dustin with drooling eyes. He felt a little strange in his own skin, but he had to be confident now.

He was a different man after all.

A slender lady was speaking to a tall man. Dustin couldn't exactly hear what she was saying because he was too stunned staring at the lady.

She had deep brown long hair with gray eyes. Her lips were coated with red lipstick making them appear full and lovely...why was he staring at her lips!

He needed to snap out of it. She was in a long black dress that had a slit to sides, revealing long sexy legs. Her skin was fair and milky, making her look like a goddess besides his wife --ex wife now.

There was someone at the entrance who saw Dustin walk in. It was none other than his friend, Tom. As he noticed him, he rushed forward to meet him.

"Dear old Dustin. What are you doing here, friend?" He couldn't take his eyes off him. A sinister smile formed on his face.

"And oh my goodness, why are you dressed like this? Did you steal the outfit?" his friend said, laughing to himself. "But I like it anyway. It's nice."

Dustin frowned at the person before him. How can he speak to him like that? And the stunt he pulled earlier that day, Dustin knew he could never forget it. His friends belittling him like that!

"I'm here to see someone." He said with a straight face.

"Oh is that so, friend? Are you looking for a cleaning job here? You should have told me. I would speak to my manger." He said.

"Thanks for your help, friend. But I really must go. Wouldn't like to keep her waiting." Dustin said.

"Wait, are you seeing another woman so sudden? I must have doubted you then, friend." He said so carelessly.

Dustin chuckled. He saw the woman walking forward to meet him now, as well as the man she'd been talking to.

"I really should go now, friend." The word friend was suddenly heavy for him to say.

"But friend--"

"Hey, you know what? Don't call me that. I don't think we're friends, don't you think?" Dustin said.

He scoffed. "What? Aren't you a little too arrogant for someone who's poor?"

He was trying to be nice but Dustin was really stepping his boundaries. And he wouldn't want to upset the manager since he was looking for promotion.

The lady walked gracefully to their midst. The man had left her side now.

"Mr. Dustin, is this man bothering you?" she said.

Instantly, he saw Alara and was nearly dropping. She was so beautiful.

"Oh no need to be so respectful to him, pretty lady." he said, grinning foolishly. "Don't be too swayed by his outfit. He must have borrowed it."

Alara smiled. "Just as you must have borrowed that rag suit you're wearing too?"

He looked angry. "Hey lady, my cloth isn't rag! I am the assistant manager here and I demand respect. What is a beautiful lady doing with my friend anyway?"

"We're not friends. You should stop embarrassing yourself like that." Dustin said. "Ms. Alara? Can we begin the meeting now?"

"No wait sir." Alara said, still angry at Fred's rude behavior. "In case you don't know, this position of yours could be stripped off at once by the man standing here. But of course, fools like you miss out on tremendous life opportunities."

Dustin couldn't help but smile. He loved how brave Alara seemed to be. Fred was just staring in total shock.

"I'd like you to come take my order, assistant manager." Dustin said.

Then he and Alara walked away from his side.