Wiles of the useless son in law

8

"Please, kick him out and toss him as far as you can! Also, I want to speak to the floor manager. Why are people like him allowed to be in the VIP lodge? It is disrespectful to the customers here. Am I right?” Cecelia says and the guests who have been watching the entire scene agree.

"Yes, don't you care about your customers' safety?" A guest asks.

Cecelia turns and she is surprised when both of the security guards remove their caps and bows to Daxon. Her face lights in shock and she unfolds her hands, facing Daxon.

Daxon already knew the outcome of it. He is not surprised by it but he never prepared himself for the look of horror on Cecelia's face.

"Young master, we didn't know you were being harassed.We greatly apologize for our lateness.” The head of security says and Cecelia scoffs.

“Young master? What the hell is going on here!?” She yells and everyone is stunned too. They were expecting the scene to end with Daxon being dragged away by the guards but it is something else.

The whispers of the guests are getting louder. Now, they believe that Daxon might be a powerful person and not a complete nobody.

"Lewis, I want to see the footage from twenty minutes ago." Daxon says and Lewis immediately alerts the tech team to work on it.

Right on the screen, the accident that happened between Cecelia and the server is displayed for everyone to see. Cecelia begins to cough when it shows that she is in fact the one who hit the server and not the other way around.

“Fine! I may have been the one who hit the server but it's also her fault too! Do I always have to watch my back for servers carrying drinks?” Cecelia asks and she faces Daxon.

“And you…what are you being called? Young master? Have you scammed these people into thinking you are a hot shot!? I promise you, he is an errand boy, a lowly bartender who doesn't even have a college degree.” Cecelia says.

"Ma'm, keep your mouth shut!" Lewis says instantly and she steps back in fear at his bodyguard structure.

“How dare you try to intimidate me? Do you know who I am? I am friends with the owner of this hotel. If you try to bully me, I will make sure you are all fired!” Cecelia says, her heart beating rapidly at the confusion.

“Are you friends with the owner of this hotel? Really?” Daxon says, chuckling to the entertainment that she is giving them.

"I have a membership access card and it shows that I belong here. Daxon, do you have one? You are fooling these people to think you are some big shot, isn't it? Are you people blind? Look at his outfit, he is dressed in rags!” Cecelia says and Lewis takes her membership card and smashes it on the ground.

Gasp!

“What the hell did you just do to my access card!?” Cecelia yells in anger.

"You, there." Daxon says, referring to the server who Cecelia hit on the face.

"Yes, sir?" The server asks.

“She hit you across the face for causing an accident. It turns out that it wasn't your fault! Her membership access card has been broken and as of now, she is no longer a customer.”

"You have the right to hit her back." Daxon says and Cecelia glowers at him.

“What? You want her to hit me back? She wouldn’t dare!” Cecelia yells.

The server is well aware that Daxon is her boss and owner of the hotel. The only person who isn't aware is Cecelia and if the young master has given her the right to stand up for herself, she wouldn't think twice about it.

"Raising her hand in the air, the female server strikes Cecelia with more strength than Cecelia did to her."

Slap!

The other guests who were taking Cecelia's side begin to bad mouth her after seeing the proof that she is actually in the wrong.

“You damn bitch! Do you know who I am?” Cecelia yells.

“No one cares who you are! How dare you disrespect the young master? "The man you just disrespected is ...'' the head of security is interrupted from revealing Daxon’s new identity.

“It's enough!” Daxon raises his hand and the head of security stops talking.

Cecelia's face is red due to the slap and her eyes are enraged in the way she has been disgraced.

"I will make sure all of you pay a thousand fold for embarrassing me in public.I will leave a bad review on your website and it will get all of you fired!” Cecelia is about to leave when the head of security stops her from going.

"You haven't paid for the drinks you damaged. You broke ten bottles and each cost $1000." Daxon says and the server grabs her bag.

“Hey, give it back to me!” Cecelia says but the server gives her another slap.

Slap!

"Give us your card pin, unless we will call the police and make them arrest you." The server says and Cecelia obliges in anger.

They run her card and it is not even sufficient.

"Wow, the almighty Cecelia who brags about being the daughter of a millionaire doesn't have $1000 in her account?" Daxon says and she grits her teeth in anger.

"Young master, her shoes and bags look expensive. It will cover up for the remaining balance.” The female server says and Daxon nods his head.

“Don't you dare!” Cecelia says.

The head of security forcefully removes her heels, empties her bags and collects them from her.

"Now, kick her out! I never want to see her set foot in this hotel again.I want her name on the blacklist. She is banned from castle hotel.” Daxon says and Cecelia looks at him in shock.

“What power do you have to say that to me? You damn errand boy! I don't understand…” Cecelia says and they drag her out of the lobby. It is embarrassing and disgraceful to even watch.

They toss her out in the parking space where wealthy people are going out and coming in. After taking her out, Daxon faces the server and he exhales.

"Hey, you are not a servant. If a customer behaves rudely towards you and treats you like trash...you have to voice it out." This is not tyranny. Daxon says.

"Yes, sir. I will keep that in my mind.” The server says and smiles.

"You can keep the bags and the shoes. It seems you have a keen eye for designer items." Daxon says.

"Wow, thank you so much, young master!" The server says in glee.

Daxon walks away and his staff look at him in respect. They are glad to see that the new CEO thinks about them and cares about their feelings too.

"Wow, young master, where do you know that woman from? She is a very ignorant person. I can't believe her kind of character exists." Lewis says.

"Trust me, there are worse people and there are many. She is my ex-wife's closest friend.” Daxon replies.

"If she is so wicked and bad-mouthed. I'm sorry to say this but I wonder how much worse your ex-wife is?” Lewis says.

Daxon chuckles.

"It's fine.You don't have to be sorry because you are right. My ex-wife is worse and very soon, I will come face to face with her.” Daxon says.

“Young master, are you prepared?” Lewis asks.

“I have never been so ready as I am at this moment. Also, please, you don't need to refer to me as a young master every time. When it's just us, you must call me by my name, Daxon."

“Sure, I will do whatever you say. This is the menu, what would you like to be served to your room?" Lewis asks, handing over a menu to Daxon with a smile.

Daxon is not sure what he wants from the menu. When he was still an errand boy, he ate rice for so long until he began to hate it. The pets in the Pierce house had more food options than him.

"Sea food, Caviar, salmon, crabs, moose meat and other expensive dishes.” Daxon smiles and his mouth waters. His stomach growls and soon enough, he orders.

After eating to his fill, Daxon uses the luxurious bathroom to wash off the dirt on his skin and he dumps his old clothes into the bin. From the blasting shower, hot water dampens his skin, his sore muscles are relieved and he sighs.

Along with the rest of his hygiene, Daxon washes his hair too and shaves his. He trims his nails and instantly, he looks like a different person already. Being done with hygiene, it has been a long day for him.

He thought he would sleep at the bus stop where rain would beat him all night while he watched others in their luxurious cars splashing water at him. However, his fate changed in a snap and now, he’s in a comfortable bed.

A king sized bed, in a hotel that he has become the heir to. As Daxon closes his eyes, Veronica’s face flashes in his mind and he squeezes his hand. They could have been here together, enjoying his new identity.

“Veronica, you ruined every last bit of my self esteem, tricked me into thinking that you married me for love and divorced me. I won’t spare you, your family and that lover of yours.”