The Spectacular Sabastian Westchester

5

The next morning, while Sabastian’s father was about to transfer everything into his name. Sabastian stopped him.

‘’Father, before I take over your company. I wish to finish school.’’

His father held his hand up.

‘’Son, there is no need to do such thing. You did the task I requested of you very well.’’

‘’I know but-‘’

The old man cut him off.

’’You were the only one to make it this far. Your sister quit the task in a week and your brother only lasted a month. So, this is well deserved. There is no need to continue living as a poor man.’’

Mr. Westchester had asked Sabastian and his siblings to pretend to be poor; get jobs and go to school.

His only rule was for them to never tell anyone of their true background, and whoever lasted the longest would get his companies and the largest sum out of his money.

He wanted them to experience what life was like without the luxury of being rich, in this way they would treat people equally and never look down on them after seeing their struggles.

He wanted his children to have survival skills and not rely too much on money, because as he always told them. (One day we could lose it all).

‘’I know that, but what kind of man would I be if I don’t know how to run your business properly? Finishing school will help me to make critical decisions, get more investments and possibly create more businesses.’’

Mr. Westchester smiled at Sabastain.

‘’Very well.’’

Deep down, Mr. Westchester was glad Sabastian came out the victor because he knew Savhanna would either sell the company if things seemed to hard or lose it all from poor decision making.

While Sam was too caught up with chasing skirts to care about the family’s business.

And the best way to not show favoritism was to give them this task, this way none could blame him when the other gained more than the other.

‘’Thank you father. As soon as I am down with school, I will take over the company.’’

Mr. Westchester shook his head.

‘’Son, this company is already yours, you have to now balance school life and work life.’’

‘’But father-‘’

‘’I don’t think I can go on Sabastian. I am getting old, and this company is now a burden to me. The sooner I get it off my hands the better.’’

‘’Ok.’’ Sabastian nodded.

Now thinking how he would balance the two.

‘’I just need one last favor,’’ Sabastian said.

‘’Anything.’’

Sabastain explained how he was expelled from Wisteria Hill University.

Mr. Westchester got furious.

‘’What? Who the hell does Gerald think he is? I will show him.’’

Then calmly, Mr. Westchester said to Sabastian.

‘’Go son, go to school, get the best dorm room and you will watch as that man gets kicked off his high horse.’’

Sabastian smirked.

Though he wasn’t a bad person, he still would like to see those who looked down on him, to pay for what they said and did to him.

‘’Father, do you know anything about a lady paying off my tuition and coming to the Burger Shake and leaving me tip?’’

Mr. Westchester rubbed his chin. ‘’No, I am unaware of that.’’

‘’None the less, you’ll get back to that school and will have the best of the best for the remainder of your two years there.’’

Sabastian nodded. ‘’Can I get full control of the company until then? I want the timing to be right.’’

Mr. Westchester agreed.

‘’One last thing, it would be great if you joined me and a fellow investor in a game of tennis,’’ Mr. Westchester smiled.

‘’Sure,’’ Sabastian nodded.

Even though tennis wasn’t a sport he liked, he would still tag along just to make his old man happy.

After all, his father was going to make him the owner of two of the biggest companies in the world.

Westchester Corp and Morgan’s INC.

Sabastian thought to himself. ‘I’ll be 25 years of age when I’m done with school and that will be a great time and age to take over.

***

Sabastain stepped out of his Bugatti Chiron; all eyes watched him as he removed his suit case from the trunk.

‘’Hey cutie,’’ a girl who was jogging by stopped to wave at him.

Sabastian ignored her, dropped his glasses down over his eyes and walked up the steps.

Still all eyes turned to watch him, wondering who the new handsome student was, when really, all he did was the trim the sides of his brown hair and had his long locks up in a man bun and had on brand name clothing.

Sabastian made his way to the dean’s office, he knocked, and someone told him to enter.

‘’Sorry young man, but I don’t think we have any new students joining us this time in the year.’’ The dean said as soon as he entered the office.

‘’No dean Gerald. I attended this school, until you wrongfully expelled me. A female student accused me of rape and instead of hearing my side of the story, you accepted the pay order and kicked me out.’’

Dean Gerald leant his head to the side.

‘’Sorry but I don’t think I have ever seen you before.’’

Sabastian removed his glasses to reveal his hazel eyes. ‘’Sabastian Harley.’’

He said, using his fake last.

Dean Garald laughed.

‘’Really? I hope you don’t think I will grant you readmittance, because people like you shouldn’t be here. And what’s with this get up? Did you steal someone’s clothes?’’

‘’People like me?’’

‘’Yes, this is a prestigious school. So, when poor people like you enter our system, our ratings drop. We only accepted you because it was good in our favors with Senator John, but still we weren’t obligated to you. And honestly, I was looking for a way to get you out and Molly coming with her words was the perfect opportunity.’’

Dean Gerald relaxed back into his chair and smirked at Sabastian.

‘’Well, I am here to resume my classes. Since my tuition was already paid in full, that won’t be an issue. All you have to do is to remove me from the drop out list.’’

Dean Gerald laughed. ‘’Who the hell do you think you are?’’

‘’Sabastian Harley.’’

Dean Gerald gave another laugh.

‘’Unless I can see cash, then no.’’

‘’Why do I need to pay you anything? My tuition was already taken care of.’’

‘’It’s a way for me to turn a blind eye.’’

Sabastian shook his head. ‘’I refuse to feed your fat greedy pockets.’’

‘’And I refuse to let you back in here! Why don’t you go to National’s Community College? They offer a much more affordable tuition; classes might not be great but life’s what you make it.’’

‘’Ok, give me my money back then.’’

Dean Gerald sighed. ‘’Boy, get out of my office before I have you thrown out.’’

Sabastian stood his ground. ‘’Why are you like this?’’

‘’Money talks and bullshit walks. Now walk your poor ass out of my office.’’

Instead, Sabastain pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

‘’Hey, he refuses to allow me back into my classes.’’

After speaking with whoever was on the other end, Sabastian looked over at dean Gerald.

‘’This is your last chance to allow me back into this school.’’

Dean Gerald scoffed. ‘’You think your fake phone call can fool me? You are the scum of this earth, and I don’t care if you are one of our honor students. No money, means no re-admittance.’’

Sabastian took the seat across form dean Gerald.

‘’What the hell are you doing? Get out!’’

Sabastian scrolled aimlessly through his phone and waited for his people to get there.

‘’Fine, have it your way.’’

Dean Gerald called for campus security to come.

There was a knock on the door and in walked two of the campus security along with five other faces dean Gerald had never seen before.

‘’Who the hell are you?’’ Dean Gerald asked.

‘’We are here to relieve you of your duties as dean, forever.’’

A man in a well-tailored brown suit said.

Dean Gerlad laughed.

‘’You stupid punk, you can’t get rid of me!’’

The man in the brown suit straightened his tie.

‘’But I can.’’

He then snapped his fingers and a woman beside him removed a few papers from a folder.

‘’My name is Roy Holiness, and I am the deputy chairman of Westchester Corp. Sitting before you is Mr. Sabastian Westchester, the son of Andrew Westchester and since we have learnt of you wrongly expelling Mr. Westchester, we have gone ahead and dug up some ‘dirt’ on you. And I must say, this is quite a track record.’’

Roy whistled before reading over all the wrong doings of dean Gerald.

The man’s eyes widened. ‘’How? What? You people…’’

Dean Gerald couldn’t find the words to say.

‘’Now, sign these papers to say that you resign from your position as dean.’’

Dean Gerald slapped his desk.

‘’I will not leave this place just because you-‘’

‘’It wasn’t a question, or a suggestion. Your replacement is already here.’’ Roy stepped aside for dean Gerald to see the man who was busy typing on his phone.

‘’Meet Raul, the new dean.’’

Dean Gerald laughed. ‘’This must be a joke, and I don’t know how you are pulling this off poor man. But I know no way in hell you are Andrew Westchester’s son. You better leave.’’

Dean Gerald got out of his seat and began to pull Sabastian to his feet.

‘’And you two, I called you here, but you are just standing there like two statues.’’

‘’Oh, them. They don’t have any loyalty to you anymore.’’

Roy snapped his finger and a large man steeped forward; he cracked his knuckles before punching dean Gerald in the stomach.

The man double over and coughed up brown fluid.

‘’What the fuck!’’

Dean Gerald held onto his middle section.

‘’How dare you put your hand on Mr. Sabastian?’’

Roy frowned down at him.

‘’Now I suggest you pick all that belongs to you and go. And don’t worry, just has how we have your replacement, we will send in your resignation.’’

‘’No, I refuse!’’

Roy seemed to take joy in dean Gerald getting the shit beaten out of him.

The man groaned as the two body guards stomped on him.

Sabastian said something and they stopped.

‘’Please, have some mercy on me. I can’t lose this job. I have a wife and three kids to feed. This is my livelihood, take it away and I’ll suffer.’’

Sabastian shook his head.

‘’When you expelled me for no reason, didn’t you think that you were taking away my livelihood?’’

‘’I’m sorry, I see now that I was foolish. Please allow me to right my wrongs,’’ dean Gerald begged.

Roy scoffed. ‘’Save it. What you have done can’t be erased. You tried to ruin my young master’s life and for what?’’

‘’But he is rich,’’ dean Gerald looked up with bruised eyes.

‘’Money isn’t everything, you foolish fuck because if we had asked you to pay us off for what you did, you couldn’t even fork over the first red cent.’’ Roy sneered down at the man.

Dean Gerald hurriedly packed the little he had in the office and was about to leave.

‘’One last thing,’’ Sabastian said, and the body guards blocked dean Gerald’s path.

‘’You better not say a word to anyone about who I really am, or else you won’t be able to walk away from us again.’’

Dean Gerald gulped, causing the large Adam’s apple in his throat to bob up and down.

Raul took a seat around the desk, then kicked his feet up on it.

‘’Don’t worry Mr. Westchester, I’ll make sure that this school runs smoothly and that everyone here is treated equally.’’

Sabastian said nothing, he simply nodded then left the office.