The Disowned Heir's Revenge

Chapter 9

“This kid doesn’t look capable. His clothes seem to have a bit of quality to it but it doesn’t amount to what even the ordinary workers of this company wear. He rides a motorbike to work. He should be a cleaner, right? If he offended Miss Griffin, I’m afraid he wouldn’t even be worthy of washing the toilets.”

“Who is this? Why haven’t I seen him before? Isn’t he afraid of offending Miss Griffin?”

“Maybe he just wants to attract Griffin’s attention!”

“That makes sense! It turns out he’s just a toad trying to swallow a swan! Does he not possess a mirror at home? He’s wearing middle class clothes. What is he thinking?”

Manuel remained quiet.

Gavin got him a set of high-end clothes that weren’t even displayed to the world just yet but Manuel felt satisfied with being lowkey for now and sent Gavin back to just get him something of more quality but not expensive.

Emily frowned slightly and said, “You? Working in our company? Who recruited you? Why don’t I know?”

“With your attitude, no matter who recruited you, I’m telling you now… You’re fired! I don’t need you to pay for any damages. Just take your motorbike and get lost!”

At this, Manuel chuckled. This was honestly funny.

Firing the owner of the company?

How presumptuous.

“Are you asking me to leave?” Manuel asked again wanting to be sure his ears weren’t pulling a fast one on him.

Emily resisting the urge to slap this unruly peasant just snorted and asked with her chin high up, “What’s so funny? Security get this man out of here!”

Manuel was really getting amused as he folded his arms across his chest.

The security guards rushed over to him.

At this moment, a deafening horn sounded causing the employees to quickly disperse in different directions, because a Bentley directly stopped at the parking space of the president.

Then a man in his early twenties, wearing a blue striped shirt, black pants and his hair brushed back in a sleek manner quickly walked down.

Gavin didn’t even spare other people so much as a glance and quickly walked over to Manuel. He bowed ninety degrees and said, “I’m so sorry Sir. There was traffic hence my tardiness.”

Manuel glanced at him and nodded.

“Everyone knows who the President is. You can’t just walk up to a cleaner and call him that!”

Gavin knew that Manuel wasn’t ready to live with the fuss of being powerful just yet, looking at Manuel cautiously and sighting his expressionless face, he turned to Emily coldly already making up his mind that to at least let Emily eat up her words after all the news couldn’t spread that quickly with just this small group of people.

“Miss Griffin, open your ears and listen very carefully. Starting today, this is our new President, Mr. Rodriguez.”

“What?!”

Everyone had shock etched on their faces especially the security chief. He felt like he had just punched himself in the face. This…

“How is it possible?! It’s impossible!” Emily bit her plump lips.

“This person is surnamed Rodriguez, yes. He was my college classmate. How could he be our president? There are lots of other Rodriguez out there.”

Emily felt very confused.

Furthermore, he was being caught at Eastbay Diner yesterday.

“You, as the manager doesn’t get to decide who is the president and who is not,” Gavin said lightly but lay emphasis on the word ‘manager’.

Many people were flattering her not too long ago, but now… at this moment Emily could not think of anything.

She bit her lips as her face turned pale. She felt that even her knees were weakening. She dared not take her gaze from the ground. She was a high-performing individual and had a lot of connections in Rodriguez Enterprises and she was so sure that she would even be promoted to general manager.

However, she wanted to fire the president today…

No wonder he chuckled.

It was extremely ridiculous.

“Mr., Mr. Rodriguez… I didn’t mean it… I just said that in a fit of anger…” Emily lips trembled.

“You can pack your stuffs and make way for a worthy manager,” Manuel spoke calmly, turned and walked into the company with Gavin right behind him.

Many employees were talking about it.

Only a few people knew about the sudden change of the president.

The president/CEO’s office was on the top floor of the office building and occupied the entire floor.

Manuel sat in the president’s chair with a strange expression. He could sadly remember how he had always admired his father from a young age in being able to handle the company’s affairs without a flaw and he wished to sit in the chair one day.

Gavin brought out a few documents that needed to be urgently attended to with the one that urgently needed the funding of the 2.5 billion dollars.

He looked up at Gavin and asked him if the someone reached out to him concerning his black card.

“Yes, they did. You have exactly 900 trillion dollars in your black card sir. This amount is too large for a normal account and so it was moved to an offshore account,” Gavin replied with a smile. He knew his boss had suffered enough.

Manuel couldn’t help but widen his eyes as his pupils dilated in shock. With that much money, of course, 2.5 billion dollars was like a drop in the ocean for him. He quickly settled the business crises that day and got Gavin to return him home at night to avoid the banter of the previous night.

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As Manuel settled down on the couch closest to the door, Gavin dropped a suitcase containing some documents Manuel wanted to work on before going to bed on the table.

Gavin just stood in front of Manuel assessing his mood so he could say what he felt was necessary for Manuel to know.

Manuel was massaging his forehead using his two fingers with his eyes closed. Having sensed no movement, he opened his eyes to see Gavin staring at him with a pitiful look.

Manuel knew he had suffered a lot but that didn’t warrant this intense pitiful gaze from Gavin.

Raising an eyebrow, returning a probing gaze to Gavin, Gavin quickly broke his train of thoughts and adjusted his expression but Manuel wasn’t going to let go of that just easily. He could feel something was going on.

But he wasn’t prepared for what came next.