The Trillionaire They Taunted

The Manager- Sterling

“Look! Mr. Sterling!” Someone pointed to the man in a well-fitted black suit marching with two hefty men at both sides.

Everyone turned in a hurry, silence taking charge at once.

Charles Sterling was still in his early forties, but his position as the Manager of Prime Tech had made him one of the most powerful and influential men in Lakeville.

It was rare to see him, and many CEOs had been anticipating to have a conversation with him, even if they didn’t end up being chosen as one of the lucky three for the Power line project.

Many admired him for his charm, while some others loved his charisma.

He moved like his feet didn’t touch the ground, each step getting faster then the other.

“Oh, he is so handsome! He is a mini-god!” A lady drooled, stretching her neck and leaving her salivating mouth open.

Charles had a stoic expression, proofing what people said about him not knowing how to smile.

“What’s going on here?” He asked, his voice calm yet imperative.

Ethan swallowed hard, picking his courage slowly.

“Welcome, Mr. Sterling…” He bowed, and then he cleared his throat before he continued.

“It’s just a little misunderstanding. But it’s nothing I cannot handle.”

“Well, it doesn’t look like you are doing a good job handling it, Mr. Hall…” Charles snapped, snarling at the Event Manager.

“I could hear the tumult from my office.” He grunted, turning to look at Brian and Arya, and then his eyes moved to Romeo.

“Romeo…” He smiled, but that was only for a few seconds.

Pearl gasped, nudging Romeo and looking into his eyes.

“You were right! You guys know each other! He recognizes you!”

“I told you…” Romeo raised his shoulders, his confidence increasing by a sevenfold.

He stepped forward, pointing at Brian and Arya with disdain in his eyes.

“I think you should send these two out of this place, Charles. Especially this lowlife here.” He pointed at Brian, his disgruntled look intact.

“For the sake of the safety of the guests in here.”

“Hmm.” Charles grumbled, and then he observed the accused with a narrowed gaze.

Arya sighed heavily, and then she cleared her throat.

“Hello, Mr. Sterling. My name is…”

“I know who you are…” The Manager cut her short, giving her a stern look.

Pearl sniggered from behind, never been satisfied by any other thing.

“You are the Granddaughter of Don Pedro. The owner of Link Tech. your Grandfather must think so highly of you to think you stand a better chance at being awarded the contract over your brother.”

Charles scoffed, making it hard to tell if he was complementing Arya or mocking her.

“And you..” He shifted his gaze to Brian, looking him directly in the eyes.

“What are you? What Company or business do you own?”

“None…” Romeo answered before Brian could even stand a chance, his tone laced with mischief.

“He used to work for me as my Chief Security guard, Charles. But I fired him a few days ago. For stealing and gross misconduct.”

Pearl nodded from where she was standing, refusing to get rid of her sinister smile.

Charles grunted, returning his eyes disdainful to Brian.

He glowered at him, looking down with a condescending stare.

“So you are a thief…”

“He is not.” Arya spoke out, struggling to hide her annoyance.

She growled inwardly, and then she sighed heavily in an attempt to get a grip on herself.

“This is my husband, Mr. Sterling. And I can assure you, he is not a thief.” She insisted, looking the Manager in the eyes.

“I have been made to believe that he is a common thief.” Charles retorted, eyes sparking with resentment.

He turned to Brian and snorted, taking two steps forward.

“If your husband is not a CEO or a business owner, then I think he is a thief.” His utterance was sharp and firm, his eyes still burning with contempt.

“Only a thief would come to an event… uninvited.”

Romeo and Pearl nodded, but Ethan shook his head.

He inched closer to the Manager, and cautiously leaned to his right ear.

“I think you are judging too quick, Mr. Sterling.” He whispered respectfully, yet Charles gave him an unfriendly look.

“How dare you…” The Manager snarled, causing Ethan to swallow hard.

“I am sorry…” The Event Manager apologized at once, and then he took two steps backward.

When his eyes met with Arya’s, he mouthed an apology, wishing his hands were not tied.

Arya’s heart sank deep into her stomach, and at that moment, she felt she had made a terrible mistake by bringing a total stranger along with her to that event.

She took a deep breath, and then she cleared her throat in order to get rid of the clog that gripped her.

“I promise you, Mr. Sterling. Brian is not a thief. He is my husband, and I can vouch for him.” Her tone was distraught, her eyes glowing with uncertainty as she waited to hear from the Manager.

Charles gave Brian a brief look, and then he scoffed, returning his gaze to Arya.

“If you say he is not a thief, Miss Kirk. Then prove it…”