Dexter Crane: secret trillionaire returns!

CHAPTER 8

And Dexter did what he said.

Three days time, the garage of the Blum house hotel trooped with the cars of various billionaires from all other the country.

All who had received an invite turned up with their plus one. The media was on ground to cover the event. It was a glamorous scene to see

Inside, Dexter stood by the bar, watching and observing everything. He was dressed in a simple suit because he simply wanted comfort for the night.

And because he wanted everything to go smoothly, Dexter observed with stern eyes.

“I heard that Damon’s life is hanging by the thread. My sources say he could drop dead any minute now,” Dexter overheard a large man say.

He recognized the man immediately as Peter Dusk, CEO of one of biggest finance houses in the city.

“Its a good thing for us, isn't it, if Damon should die now. His company will be thrown into shambles and it will be ours for the taking,” Peter said again with a broad mischievous smile.

“You seem to forget why you're here, Peter. Damon is naming his heir and CEO tonight. His company will not fall. It will only get stronger,” the other man, Tim, replied to Peter who scoffed.

“so you think that a twenty-five year old nepo baby will be able to handle the company? This new CEO is nothing more than a spoilt brat that depends on his grandfather's money!” Peter shot back at Tim.

“Peter! That's enough!” Tim countered but Peter didn't stop

“I think the company will be in safer hands if someone who actually knew how to run a company takes over. That brat has been silent for two years while his grandfather fell sick. We don't even know who he is!” Peter added

“I think he will do a good job. He's a Crane. They are always excellent,” Tim replied but Peter scoffed

“It will be a disaster. Just watch and see,” he said and turned around.

His eyes roamed before they suddenly settled on Dexter .

“Hey, you waiter, come refill my cup,” Peter said and pointed to Dexter .

Dexter , who has overheard everything, simply approached and took the glass from Peter.

Just as he was about to leave, Peter handed him a box.

“Keep this safe as well. It is the compulsory gift for the new CEO. Don't fucking lose it!” Peter shot at Dexter who just took the gift and left.

Heading to the bar, he placed both the cup and the glass down. And then he started pouring some red wine for Peter.

“What the actual fuck are you doing?”

A voice suddenly yelled at Dexter .

Dexter turned around to see a short guy walking toward him with fury on his face.

“Aren't you a waiter? You're supposed to be in the fucking kitchen!” The man snapped at Dexter .

“I'm not a waiter. I'm just getting someone a drink,” Dexter replied casually

“Are you denying your job just to escape responsibilities? You must be a pathetic fool to think you'll get away with it!”

The man stepped closer to him, pointing his finger at Dexter .

“If you don't scram to the kitchen, I'll make sure you're fired!” He yelled again.

“You better behave,” Dexter replied calmly to him. Something about the reply sent shivers down the man's spine.

And as Dexter walked away, he wondered what kind of a waiter was he. Just as the man was about to leave, he saw the box

Dexter had forgotten to take it.

“This is the special godfather wristwatch that is worth millions! I can use this to get favor from Peter Dusk! I've always wanted employment at his company!” The man said with a smile.

He grabbed the box, located Peter Dusk and rushed to him with happiness in his heart.

“Mr Dusk, I have something for you!” He announced cheerfully as he approached.

Peter Dusk stared at the waiter with disgust in his face before he looked and saw him holding the box.

“How did you get your hands on this?!” Peter Dusk snapped immediately..

But the waiter thought it was excitement.

“This is a special gift for you, Mr Dusk. I hope to gain employment at your company -”

A blow sent the waiter staggering back before he could complete the statement.

People gasped as the waiter fell and Peter Dusk grabbed his shirt.

“This is MY gift for the CEO tonight. And you dare to defy it with your miserable hands!”

More punches followed. Everyone gasped Peter Dusk beat the waiter up. Peter's terrible temper was no secret.

Realizing he might die, the waiter quickly screamed out.

“I was only trying to protect what's yours sir! Someone was about to steal your gift!”

Peter Dusk stopped for a moment.

“Who dared to steal my gift?” He yelled.

The waiter’s eyes roamed around, looking for a victim. And then they settled on Dexter who was just standing on his own.

“Him, sir! He wanted to steal your gift!” The waiter yelled and pointed at Dexter .

Peter Dusk boiled with anger.

“You miserable lowlife! I should have known you were a fucking thief before I trusted you with this!” Peter yelled at Dexter .

“I'm not a thief. I didn't try to steal your gift,” Dexter replied calmly.

“That's a lie! He wanted to steal your gift after serving your drink! I only caught him and stopped him,” the waiter accused him further.

Dexter scoffed at the lies.

“I will show you what I do to thieves! An unfortunate boy like you should be punished!” Peter Dusk yelled at Dexter and attempted to attack him.

But a tall man suddenly blocked his path with a deep frown on his face!

“Who the fuck do you think you are to punish the most important man in this event?!”