Rise of The Outcast

Chapter 8

CHAPTER EIGHT

Walking towards the table with the food tray, Owen recognized the couple that was currently discussing and smiling.

'There's no doubt..that's Kate and Chris McLean.' Owen pondered internally, clenching the tray in his hands and anger surging through him but he chose to Surprise it and act cool. After all, he wasn't sure if they were here on a date or business meeting.

Kate did inform him last night on how she wishes to secure a job at Echelon Industries, and Chris was a worker there so it's possible they were only in the restaurant to make a deal or something.

Those were Owen's thoughts as he approached the duo.

"Here's your order." Owen spoke, hoping for Kate to glance at his face and smile, instead she didn't spare him a glance as she kept giggling with Chris.

Owen fumed in anger but chose to remain cool and place the meal on the table.

"Hey, come over here!" Chris ordered just when Owen was about to leave. "What the fuck is this?" Chris questioned, pointing towards the food in front of him.

"What do you mean? That's definitely what you ordered for." Confused by Chris's words, Owen asked.

"I didn't order for this shit! Get it out of my sight!" Chris roared with veins popping out on his forehead .

"But.."

"Are you deaf or what?" Kate voiced out from where she sat. "Get this out of our sight and bring in what we ordered!" She added.

Owen was taken aback after hearing the words she spoke as he struggled to digest it. Owen wanted to react but he still chose to remain cool and clenched his fists before responding.

"I am sorry." Owen bowed his head slightly as he picked up the tray and walked back to the kitchen.

Few minutes after Owen entered the kitchen he walked back out with a different tray and different sets of dishes.

Owen placed the tray on the table and Chris leaned forward to examine it closely.

"This isn't it! What the fuck is your problem, you poor bastard! Is your poverty now affecting your brain or what?" Chris voiced out in anger.

"Please, understand that I am not the one serving the food. I am only the waiter who delivers it." Owen explained in a respectful tone.

"Yeah, that's what I thought...you are nothing but a low-life waiter. Take this out of my sight before it descend on you, stinking thing." Chris retorted with a sneer.

Owen bowed his head once more and walked back to the kitchen with the food.

"What's the matter, Owen? Isn't that your wife out there?" Mia questioned with a confused expression.

"Yeah, it's her, and I also don't understand just what is going on that's why I am still cool and doing as he says." Owen responded with a saddened expression as he picked up a new tray of food and walked out of the kitchen.

He went ahead to their table and placed it on it, and once again Chris leaned to examine the food.

"Better." He smiled after his examination. "Now go get us two bottles of the most expensive wine." Chris ordered.

"Why didn't you order it all at once?" Owen frowned a bit as he turned around to go get the wine. Minutes later, he arrived with two bottles of red wine and placed it on the table.

"Open the wine and pour it into our cups." Chris ordered with his mouth filled with food as he took another bite.

Owen clenched his fists in anger as he watched the duo sit comfortably eating and ordering him around like a slave..but there was nothing he could do.

Owen opened the wine and filled up both their cups and attempted to leave, but Chris used his elbow to hot the cup of wine, making it fall and shattered upon making contact with the tiled floor and the wine spilled all over.

"You, worthless trash! Are you trying to stain my limited edition designer shoes or what!" Chris voiced out in anger. Owen gazed at the shattered cup on the floor and knew Chris was the one who intentionally spilled the wine.

"I am sorry. I will go get a wiper." Owen said in an apologetic tone as he walked away. If not for the fact that he was yet to sign the documents of the companies his father handed over to him, he would have left the hotel.

Even he has 100 billion dollars right now, he couldn't just drop out of work all of a sudden without looking suspicious.

Owen returned with the mop and was now heading back to their table, while approaching the table, Owen froze on the spot and the mop dropped from his hand after catching a glimpse of what was happening.

Chris could be seen kissing Kate on the lips and Kate was visibly enjoying it and kissing him back.

With what he has seen now it was clear the duo were here on a date and Kate doesn't even regard Owen's presence and chose to cheat right in front of him.

Both anger and sadness surged through Owen as he watched the two connect lips right in front of him. Just when he was starting to think Kate was different from her family and planning to elevate her, she had to do this right in front of him.

Owen clenched his fists tightly in anger as he charged towards Chris, shoving him to the floor and his body stained the red wine on the floor.

"Get off of me, you bastard!" Chris lamented as Owen sat on top of him and sent out a punch that connected neatly to his face.

Owen's punch slammed heavily on Chris's face and caused blood to be drawn. Owen pulled his second fist backwards and punched it out towards Chris's face once more.

"I am going to kill you bastard!" Owen voiced out as security came in and pulled him off Chris.