The Return Of Martins Goblin.

CHAPTER 007.

Clyde drove the Lamborghini bull, galloping all the way. He was like a dazzling laser light, attracting attention wherever he went.

He had taken the sports car to cruise the highway of Gold City and clear his head. After all he's been through, he didn't want to take any more chances.

After a while, Clyde came to a public parking lot. He stepped out of the car. He wanted to scream out his frustration, but he knew it would be impossible to do so. How could he not see that he was being led on? He was being cheated on by the woman he loved most. And for what? Just a few thousand trium? What's a few thousand trium compared to the billions he had?

'I have to calm down. First of all, let me park this car someplace safe, I need to trek for a bit and plot out a plan on how deal with Seth and make them regret ever going against him.

Clyde rushed back to his car, entered and drove off towards one of the most famous five star hotel in Gold City.

[MAJORDOMO FIVE STAR BAL HARBOUR RESORT. GOLD CITY, ZIZOU NATION].

His car attracted so many unwanted attention and a few people took photos of the car. Clyde gave the keys to the Valet and walked into the hotel. He went straight to the receptionist who seemed to be a young lady of about twenty one or so. She was extremely pretty and had a professional smile planted on her face.

“Good day Sir, welcome to Majordomo Five Star Bal Harbour Resort. What shall I do for you Sir?” the lady spoke in a professional manner. Although her face was of smile, but her tone showed otherwise. The moment she saw that Clyde entire clothing and shoe wasn't even worth up to four hundred trium, she could not help but feel disgusted at the guts Clyde had to step into this classic hotel reserved for the rich and wealthy.

If it wasn't due to the fact of the hotel rule to attend to all kinds of customers first before any extensive action, she would have called security to throw him out. How dare a slum dweller, a beggar step foot into this prestigious hotel.

Clyde noticed the disgust in her tone but didn't give a damn as his main objective right now was to park his car in their care while he plot against Seth and the Omega Lorenzo Royalty. He plans to replace them with his very own people.

'Let's see your face when I will walk into the company as the new owner. Hehehehehe.' Clyde was happy and giddy as he could not wait to see the gobsmacked faces of Seth and Clarissa. But for now, he has to settle the hotel and get his car here. He didn't want the Royal family to know he was playing 'Scorpion's Revenge' with Clarissa and Seth.

“How much for a day?” Clyde asked casually. His casual tone made the lady frown. She couldn't believe the beggar in front of her was still standing there casually asking about the price of the hotel lodgings. Who does he think he is? Some sort of a big shot? Perhaps it's time she puts him in his place.

“Sir, all rooms here are made for the rich and wealthy, and each room costs two thousand trium a day. I suggest you go to a motel Sir.” the lady spoke in an arrogant tone.

“How much for the suite?” Clyde asked again in a casual tone as if he never heard what the lady said. He wasn't interested or took offense in her arrogance. He had met this very kind of people before, so it didn't bother him that she looked down on him. He always enjoyed the shock on their faces at the end of the day. During his time in the military, he always deliberately appear weak to his enemies so as to take them off guard.. it was always good to see that classic shock face and hear them stutter as they try to reconcile the present with the past.

“That's five thousand trium a day.” the lady said with a smirk on her face. She looked at him in the eyes and was expecting Clyde to reply with 'I will get back to you later' and then leave the hotel. That way she will take the opportunity to call security and claim that Clyde, a beggar had just come to waste the time of the hotel, then have him thrown out. But what Clyde did next caused a chill to run down her spine.

“There's twenty six days left in this month. Okay, I will rent the suite for the remaining twenty six days. Please do the transaction, I have somewhere else to be.” Clyde said and brought out his black diamond bank card. The card reserved only for those who were the top brass of the Empire.

'B.. black diamond bank card!?' the lady began sweating despite the air conditioning in the hotel. One must know that only those who are truly wealthy were given access to black diamond bank cards. Now she had actually wanted to call security to throw this man out? Wasn't she the one at the risk of being thrown out should the situation escalate? Heck! She may even be jailed! She felt like slapping herself ten times.

With trembling hands, she took the bank card and ran the transaction. She could see the face of the man on the digital ID, this indicated that the beggar in front of her was truly the one who owns the card.. was he even to be called a beggar? Such a rich man who owns a black diamond card can get her fired for just speaking out of turn.. swear rolled down her forehead as her back was also drenched in sweat.

“And please my car is in the parking lot. It's a black Lamborghini Aventador SVJ. I won't be going home with it as I will be traveling.” Clyde said to her with a smile on his face.

Stumped! Gobsmacked!

'Lamborghini Aventador SVJ!?'

“O.. okay Sir.” she stuttered. Clyde smiled again and left the hotel.

“Now, that was satisfying.. time to do the same to Clarissa and the midget Seth.”