The Hidden Heir's Stunning Revenge

Chapter 5

Janet’s eyes widened with recognition as the woman in white blazers approached. It was Ms. Rose, a well-known manager from Diamond Global. A smile spread across Janet’s face.

“You’ve come at the right time, Ms. Rose,” she called out loudly, making sure the growing crowd could hear. She gestured dramatically toward Harrison and Mia. “These two are trying to sneak in with fake invitations. Please have them thrown out immediately.” She waved her hand in disdain, as if swatting away insects.

The security guards, eager to please someone from Diamond Global, immediately moved to shove Harrison and Mia away. He couldn’t risk his job over nobodies.

Ms. Rose’s expression darkened with fury. Janet’s smirk widened with delight. “See, Harrison, you’ve angered a manager from Diamond Global.” She sneered, her voice filled with venom. “Mia, this is your useless boyfriend. He only drags you down and ruins everything.”

Harrison met Mia’s worried gaze and gave her a reassuring expression. He gently squeezed her hand, hoping she wouldn’t lose faint in him.

The security guard grew bolder, grabbing Harrison’s arm roughly. But before he could pull him away, Ms. Rose’s hand flew out, slapping the guard hard across the face, the slap made his cheek sting and Janet’s smirk froze. Mia gasped, frozen in shock. David jerked back, eyes wide with disbelief.

“Stop!” Ms. Rose yelled at the guard, her voice cold with authority. “Did you get this job through connections? Who gave you permission to lay hands on a VIP?”

Janet opened her mouth to protest, but Ms. Rose turned to her instantly. “Shut up! You’re disturbing our honored guest.”

Janet stood stunned, her face flushed with humiliation.

Ms. Rose finally bowed respectfully to Harrison. “Mr. Harrison, I deeply apologize for the incompetence of our security team.” She turned to the trembling guard. “You’re fired, effective immediately.” The security guard wailed tearfully.

The guard wailed, collapsing to his knees and clutching desperately at Harrison’s pants leg. “Please, sir, have mercy!” Tears streamed down his face.

Ms. Rose kicked him away coldly. “Get lost.”

Ms. Rose then addressed the remaining guards with steel in her voice. “Re-check the invitations of these two individual.” She pointed at Janet and David. “The VIP list was updated in the system. Do not allow unqualified people to enter.”

The guards immediately blocked Janet and David. “Your invitations are invalid.” They declared.

Janet’s face drained of all color. “What? That’s impossible!”

Harrison’s lips curved into a cold, mocking smile. “Don’t forget our bet, Janet.”

 “I… I…” Janet stuttered, panic flashing in her eyes as she desperately tried to find an escape. “It was just a casual remark. You can’t seriously expect me to kneel here in front of everyone.”

Mai, gaining courage from Harrison’s presence, spoke. “A bet is a bet, Janet.”

Janet’s face turned crimson with embarrassment and rage. She lifted her chin defiantly, but her voice wavered. “Don’t be so aggressive. It was nothing serious. Must you take it so literally?”

Harrison shrugged. “I can’t force you to honor it. But with so many people watching…” He glanced meaningfully at the crowd of onlookers recording on their phone. “Your refusal will make excellent entertainment news headlines tomorrow morning.”

Janet’s gaze darted nervously around at the spectators. Harrison let out a mocking chuckle watching her humiliated expression with quiet satisfaction.

“Mr. Harrison, Ms. Mia, please allow me to escort you inside.” Ms. Rose said respectfully, leading them through the grand doors.

Janet clenched her jaw and turned to David. “How could this invitation be fake?” She demanded, stretching the gold card to him.

David couldn’t respond, he was the son of the Hayes family chauffeur, the invitation card had been stolen from Hayes family home by his mother who was a maid there.

Harrison’s identity was very well concealed, he didn’t know Harrison was the true young master.

David slowly pulled Janet into his arms and comforted her. “Hold on, I will make a call.” He took out his phone and dialed a number.

He called Mr. Neil, another manager of Diamond Global who had more authority than Ms. Rose. Mr. Neil was David’s maternal uncle, who was helping him maintain his false identity.

“Hello, Mr. Neil, I’m outside the banquet hall with Janet Edward, our access into the banquet has been blocked by the security guards.” David told him.

“Give the phone to the guard.” Neil instructed from the other end of the line and David handed the phone over. The security guard recognized Neil’s voice, and quickly granted them access to go in.

Inside the elegant banquet hall, Mia nervously handed her carefully prepared contract proposal to Ms. Rose. “Since you are a manager at Diamond Global, could you please pass this to the president?” she asked, hope shining in her eyes despite her nerves.

 “Mia, I can’t…” Ms. Rose began.

“I am willing to forgo thirty percent of my profits,” Mia interrupted desperately, her voice trembling with urgency. “I just need this partnership. Please, help me get it to the president…”

“I’m sorry, Ms, Mia,” Ms. Rose said, shaking her head. “I don’t have the authority to negotiate contract. I was only instructed to receive Mr. Harrison.”

Mia’s shoulders slumped in defeat. The thought of her family crisis, her stepmother’s threats and their company near bankruptcy made tears shimmered in her eyes as she turned to leave.

“I understand… thank you anyway.” Mia said softly.

Harrison spoke up smoothly. “I believe Mia Edward is trustworthy and capable. Please show this contract to Ms. Greta.”

Ms. Rose hesitated for a moment before nodding. “As you wish,” she accepted the proposal.

“Thank you very much.” Mia whispered gratefully to Harrison, though confusion lingered in her gaze. As Ms, Rose walked away, she turned to him. “What exactly is your relationship with Ms. Greta?” 

Harrison met her curious eyes briefly, then looked away. After a pause, he decided to test the waters. “I am the actual own of Diamond Global.”

Mia stared at him for a second, then she let out a soft, disbelieving chuckle. “You must be joking.”

Harrison smiled gently, not wanting to overwhelm her. “You’re right, I’m joking. Actually, I just know Ms. Greta well. I had helped her with something important in the past.”

Janet happened to walk in at that moment, still fuming. She had overheard Harrison’s words and seized the opportunity to strike. “No wonder you managed to sneak in with a fake invitation.” She sneered loudly. “It turns out Ms. Greta has been secretly helping you. How pathetic.”

Janet had never heard of Ms. Greta name before and assumed she was just another ordinary employee. The arrogance in her voice made it clear she believed she could crush them.