Slumdog Billionaire

8. Crazy Mad Man

Chapter Eight

As Jacob felt the sting from the slap, anger boiled up inside him. He turned to his uncle, his eyes full of fury. "You need to handle this! He's acting like a crazy mad man!" he shouted, pointing at Declan.

The club owner, a tall and strong man who everyone respected, looked straight at Jacob. He spoke in a calm but firm voice, "Jacob, say sorry to Mr. Declan now, or I will stop giving you money and take away your credit cards," he said, making it clear he was serious.

Jacob, feeling proud and stubborn, shook his head. "No! Why should I say sorry when—"

Before he could finish, the uncle signalled to his security team. Two big men quickly came over, grabbed Jacob, and forced him to kneel in front of Declan.

People around them gasped. One security guard took out a small device that made a buzzing sound, showing he meant business.

It was a torturing device that can electrocute and make someone feel so much pain till the person faints.

Scared of getting hurt and embarrassed in front of everyone, Jacob quickly gave in.

"Fine, fine! I'm sorry, okay?" he said quickly, mixing fear and anger in his voice.

But the uncle wanted to make things very clear to everyone. He raised his voice for all to hear.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Declan and Mrs. Stella deserves an apology for this unacceptable behaviour."

He looked around at everyone, making sure they paid attention.

"From now on, Mr. Declan is a special guest here. Anyone who disrespects him or his wife will not be welcomed back. Remember this," he declared.

The crowd nodded and murmured, agreeing with the uncle.

Declan, who had stayed quiet, finally spoke. "Thanks for your help. It's all right now, but I can't stand it when someone is rude to my wife," he said calmly.

The uncle nodded, showing he agreed with Declan.

Stella, who had been quiet, now looked at Declan with new eyes. Seeing how he handled the situation, how he protected her, and how he earned respect without fighting showed her a lot about his character.

She looked around and saw other people also looking at Declan with respect.

As the club started to relax again, people began talking softly, often glancing at Declan and Stella. The couple stood close, looking strong together.

Jacob, now standing again, rubbed his wrists where he had been held tightly. He looked at Declan and Stella with a bit of resentment but didn't say anything more. The message was clear, and he couldn't act tough anymore.

The uncle clapped his hands, signalling it was time to move on. "Let's keep enjoying the night," 

Music started playing again, and the club slowly got back to normal.

"What kind of man is Declan?" she thought to herself.

She realised then, perhaps that as what Declan said, he was not an ordinary man.

But she didn’t let it show on her face, because it may not be true.