The Revenge Of The Secret Billionaire.

What's Your Secret Identity?

"Now I'm very sure I won't be licking your feet, Finn, but tell me, what makes you so sure you can call me a thief?" Tobin said, folding his hands beneath his chest.

The audience seemed to be listening too, interested in what Finn had to say.

Finn walked forward proudly. "Well, seeing that you stole clothes to wear so you'd be allowed inside such a grand place. You don't own these clothes, Tobin. Just give up already!"

This only made Tobin roll his eyes. Finn had no idea what he was talking about. "Mr. Manager?" Tobin called.

"Yes? I'm still here." The man replied coldly.

"I want you to verify this card and then tell me what you think. Whether I'm a criminal or not." He said to the man.

"Don't let him get close to you sir, he's a thief!" Finn yelled out.

Tobin advanced forward and met with the manager. "Here, verify. But don't waste my time. You should know faces of dignified customers as a businessman, at the mention of just their name."

"And what's your name?"

"Mr. Tobin Smith, wha