THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER

Chapter 8

"What do you mean, And--"

The punch could no longer be avoided. Andrew brutally and repeatedly struck Orlando's face.

"I'll make sure you die, Orlando! Scumbag!"

"KYAA! Help!" Nadine screamed, calling for security to stop Andrew.

The fight suddenly became its own entertainment for the employees. Instead of separating the two men, they pulled out their phones and started recording.

"I support you, Andrew!"

"Andrew is once again providing an interesting entertainment!"

"It seems like Orlando won't be able to defeat Andrew!"

The whispers from the employees only fueled Andrew's madness. His face now had a smile as he watched blood flowing from Orlando's nose.

Meanwhile, Erica could only cry as she tried to pull her brother's body. But it was all in vain. Andrew was consumed by his anger and the desire to silence Orlando.

"Hey, stop it! What are you doing there, disperse!"

A man shouted from the hall, suddenly causing the employees who were watching the altercation to scatter in a hurry. However, Andrew was completely undeterred. He remained focused on pounding Orlando's bruised face.

A man in a dark blue suit appeared and shouted, "Andrew! Stop!"

Simultaneously, three guards quickly pulled Andrew off Orlando. Andrew grinned widely and spoke to the man in the blue suit, who was the CEO of the company.

"Ah, Sir, this is enjoyable, why did you stop me? Just a little more, and he would have seen hell!"

"Fuck you, Andrew!" Nadine screamed while crying, embracing Orlando, who was about to be evacuated by several guards.

"Ah, I'll send you to hell too, Nadine. Don't worry, you won't be separated!"

"Shut up, Andrew!"

Andrew's gaze then shifted to the enraged CEO. His face turned red, and he took off his black sunglasses, revealing the fierce glare in his eyes.

"Do you know what you did wrong, don't you?" the CEO asked.

"There's nothing wrong, Sir. Imagine if your child or spouse were insulted by trash? What would you do? Would you stay silent? I'm not sure. Self-respect is far more important, you understand that."

The CEO approached and stared at Andrew, then whispered softly. "Yes, but you better understand what kind of trash you're fighting against. Paper trash? Or junk that can kill you with rust and sharp edges? You've made a mistake, Andrew!"

The CEO glanced at the guards behind him. "Finish him off, make it worse than Orlando."

"No, don't do anything bad to my brother! I beg you!" Erica tried to stop the guards from touching Andrew, but to no avail. The sturdy guards pushed Erica aside and prepared to strike Andrew.

Andrew appeared calm and continued to smile. Just before the blow could land on his face, a man suddenly shouted and halted the action.

"STOP IT!"

Andrew and the others turned simultaneously towards a black luxury car parked in front of the company courtyard. A man in a black suit stepped out and approached them.

"I came here to bring Mr. Andrew to meet Mr. William, and I can assure you that the person you're holding is Mr. Andrew."

Instantly, the CEO's expression changed drastically. Everyone looked astonished upon hearing the name mentioned by the man.

In unison, the guards released their grip on Andrew's body. The man in the black suit approached the unmoving CEO.

"Hey, it seems like you have a problem with Mr. Andrew, but let me tell you, Mr. William left a message for me to bring Mr. Andrew safely as he was when they met yesterday. I'm afraid if Mr. Andrew has any scratches, even a tiny one, Mr. William won't be pleased," the man in the black suit whispered.

The CEO swallowed his saliva, shook his head, and said, "Y-Yeah, it's okay. It's all just a misunderstanding. We didn't intend to hit Andrew. You can take him!"

Andrew looked confused by what was happening. He hugged his sister and looked at the man in the black suit standing before him. Nevertheless, he understood that the man referred to by the man in the black suit was the old man he helped yesterday.

"Mr. Andrew, let's go. Mr. William is waiting for you at home."

"Yeah, but I'm with my sister. Is it okay if we bring her too?" Andrew asked.

"Of course, that's fine. It's even better. Let's go."

Andrew walked away from the CEO and the still stunned guards, who watched the luxurious car carrying Andrew until it disappeared from sight.

The CEO then hurried inside to meet Orlando, who had been taken to his office earlier.

Orlando's bruised face had a fierce expression as he stared sharply at the CEO upon seeing the man in the blue suit enter.

"So, how bad does Andrew look? He's surely worse off than me now, right?"

"I apologize, Young Master, but Andrew was picked up by Mr. William's associate, so... we didn't have a chance to hit him."

"What?!" Orlando threw the cloth he had been applying to his face. He rose from his position and shouted in front of the CEO. "What have you done?! You just let him go like that?! Do you want your job here to end?!"

"Honey, calm down," Nadine said.

"I can't calm down! This idiot couldn't even do his job properly, even though his only task was to oversee the guards and make Andrew's condition worse! I won't let him slip from my grasp!"

"I deeply apologize, Young Master Orlando, but hearing the name Mr. William, we all lost our nerve...."

"What does that have to do with me? Who the hell is Mr. William? I don't care! All I want is for Andrew to suffer more and be locked up in prison! I want him to live in torment there, even if it means dying in jail! I will call my father to handle all of this and make sure you receive a warning letter, you stupid CEO!"

"It would be better not to, Young Master."

The CEO's words stopped Orlando, who was searching for his father's number on his phone. "What do you mean?!"

"We're not dealing with just anyone. Mr. William is a powerful figure in this city. Everyone knows how cold and firm he can be. If something doesn't meet his desires, he can destroy it. Especially if it already belongs to him, we won't be able to disturb him. Perhaps, another good thing is that Andrew made a mistake and is being called to receive a terrible punishment. We don't know, Young Master."

The CEO's brief explanation made Orlando think. He turned off his phone and said, "Okay, in that case, I want you to gather information about Andrew's condition. If he's still fine, I swear to God, I won't let him go. I don't care if he's locked up in a cage with a thousand adult tigers! He must suffer!"