The Disowned Heir's Revenge

Chapter 6

“This is our manager.”

“Great!”

“Are you planning to get yourselves fired?! How could the consumption of barely 15 people amount to 2.7 million dollars? Do you know who I am? I’m a good friend of your boss!”

The manager wasn’t in a hurry. He said calmly, “Sir, I’m so sorry. The meal was 1.8 million dollars only. However, you ordered a bottle of the most expensive wine, the Domaine de la Romanee-Conti just now. A bottle costs 980 thousand dollars. So, you’ve got to pay 2.7 million dollars. It’s approximately 2.8 million dollars, however since you’re a friend to the boss, we rounded down the figure…”

“Believe it or not, you’ll lose your jobs this instant!” Damien roared as he wagged his finger at both the waiter and the manager.

“How do you have a wine that costs nearly a million dollars? Even if you do, I didn’t request for something this expensive. I’ll call the police!”

He took out his phone and made an action like he was about to call the police.

The manager calmed himself and whipped Damien’s hand away sharply. He had been in this position for several years.

Thus, he had seen all kind of people with similar characters and more in Colburn.

However, this was the first time he had seen someone who had no money but still pretends to be rich.

Suppose there’s always a first.

He said solemnly after taking a deep breath, “Mister, let me some things clear to you. First, we provided you the best and most expensive wine you requested for. Second, our waiter made to remind you about the price but you didn’t even pay heed to what he wanted to say. Third, these have all been recorded and so we have evidence. If you still want to call the police, please feel free to do so.”

The manager snapped his fingers and several well-built men in undershirts rushed in.

When the waiter went to report to him just now, he felt that someone might want to stir up trouble and so he had brought the bodyguards with him.

Seeing this, Damien broke out in cold sweat and trembled.

But he wasn’t going to show weakness, he wasn’t going to back down just yet after all the efforts he had put into impressing his classmates. He gritted his teeth and decided to use his last card, “Where is your boss?! I demand to see him. I’m sure he has no idea that you all are trying to extort from his customers!”

Damien didn’t believe that the boss of such a well-known restaurant would choose to hang around daily. Surely, he must have other important things to attend to.

“And who’s performing such acts under my nose?”

A young man with lowcut and a good body build, wearing a black shirt with sleeves rolled up to show his tanned arms and a button left lose to bare his chest walked in with a smile and his arms folded across his chest. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking daunting but dangerously evil at the same time.

His appearance made people unconsciously gasp.

Eastbay Diner was one of his properties.

This was Brandon Walker! He was a very high-profile person!

He did overdo it just now, saying that he was friends with Brandon.

He knew that he was nothing in front of Brandon, just an insignificant being he could crush at the snap of his finger.

How dare he mess with Brandon?!

“Mister, you have a platinum card and also holding an Audi car key. You’re probably not someone who can’t afford the bill. You requested for the most expensive wine to be precise and now, you refuse to pay for it,” the manager said coldly after seeing the boss arrive.

Damien was scared silly!

He was about to soil his pants.

Just what had he gotten himself into?

“No! I don’t dare do that!” Damien said quickly resisting to urge to wet his pants, “We’ll pay, we’ll definitely pay the bill!”

He looked at his classmates nervously pleading for help while talking. He only had over 1.5 million dollars left on his platinum card.

Moreover, this was the entire fortune he had accumulated over the past few years luck smiled on him.

He barely had 2 million dollars himself, how would it be possible for him to pay the bill?

The classmates who were all flattering him just now were now looking in different directions.

Brandon walked slowly over to Damien and tapped his face twice lightly, “Tsk, tsk, tsk, you order for the best stuff in Eastbay Diner alongside one of the best suites, you prove yourself to your friends and had a feast obviously enjoying yourselves and now it’s difficult to pay?”

Damien started sweating profusely at a visibly fast rate, desperation hit him hard and he suddenly turned back and pointed at Manuel.

“He ate a whole lot and just kept eating like he was going on a rampage.”

The other classmates were also cowering and quickly cleared themselves away from Manuel.

Manuel was the only one standing tall with a straight face with Shirley beside him. Apparently, he picked Brandon from the slumps and groomed him after noticing his potential when he was still among the Rodriguez.

Brandon lost his parents at a young age and had been left to fend for himself on the streets. He had been bullied, beaten and escaped death a few times.

He was almost on the verge of a death he wouldn’t have escaped if Manuel didn’t come across him.

Manuel could have left the Diner if he wanted to but he founds Damien’s cowardice pleasingly amusing to his eyes.

He widened his eyes a bit in surprise and pleased to see how Brandon had grown magnificently over the years. However, Manuel didn’t intend on recognizing him.

Besides he himself, has lost influence over the years.

He doubted Brandon would even want to acknowledge him.

Everyone’s attention now fell on Manuel at Damien’s cowardly statement.