The Unexpected Ultimacy

Chapter 7

A stare of admiration fell on Michael from every angle. They wondered why a billionaire like him chose to disguise himself by wearing cheap clothes.

Jack's hoes moved away from him, finding him disgusting. They all wished they could lure Michael into their arms and make him theirs.

Vivian's phone beeped, and she hurriedly checked it. The gorgeous woman nearly fainted when she discovered she had just received ten million dollars in her account.

She only followed her instinct to stay behind Michael. She never thought that it would bring such a fortune into her life.

This time, all the workers who had been mocking Michael fell to their knees, asking for forgiveness.

The guards who had wanted to fight him earlier also joined. Jack Harris only used them for his foolishness; turning against him wouldn't be a bad idea.

Moreover, Michael seemed like an oriented leader. He wasn't just a skillful fighter; he was also a secret billionaire.

"Rise, I forgive you all. But none of you must disclose my identity to the public. Do you understand?" Michael asked, and they all nodded their heads in agreement.

Michael turned to Jack and declared, "As the new owner of Skyline Restaurant, Jack Harris, you're fired!"

Jack felt embarrassed as the onlookers began to laugh at him. He helped himself to his feet and was confused about what to do.

Walking out of Skyline as a sacked manager was not just a disgrace to him; it was also an everlasting trauma.

Jack was about to walk out of the restaurant before Blade stopped him.

"Jack, you promised to crawl before Mr. Quinn if the transaction was successful. Hurry up and do that right now."

Jack's heart sank in his stomach. He never believed his once-guard could ever stand against him.

Not wanting to be a coward, Jack knelt before Michael and crawled for a minute. Immediately he was done, he fled out of the restaurant in grand embarrassment.

Michael turned to Vivian, whose happiness had taken over her mind. "Miss Noah, would you mind being the new manager of this restaurant?"

Vivian's eyes blinked twice. "Mr. Quinn, it would be a great privilege for me to manage Skyline on your behalf."

She had just earned ten million dollars by being on Michael's side. She couldn't imagine the extent of her prosperity working under the secret billionaire.

Michael nodded and said, "Alright then, I will leave the restaurant in your hands."

"I promise that you won't be disappointed, sir," the gorgeous woman assured.

Michael knew about Vivian's management skills. For that reason, he wasn't worried about leaving the restaurant under her control.

Shortly, Michael left Skyline, heading to Silvana City Bank. He wanted to know how much he had in his account as the wealthiest man alive.

Moreover, the system had just informed him that the least amount he could transact was one hundred million.

He wondered how much he had in his account then.

Just then, Michael saw a van parked in front of an abandoned warehouse. Some gangsters jumped out of the vehicle, kidnapping a young lady.

The lady looked unconscious, more as if she had been drugged.

Michael took a moment to observe what was happening. After a few minutes, he ran into the abandoned warehouse.

The gangsters were in the middle of an argument while they laid the lady on the floor.

"We can't just watch this pretty lady lying helplessly before our eyes without touching her."

"That wasn't the order we were given, guys. Don't be distracted," one of them warned.

However, the rest of them didn't listen. Then one of the gangsters proceeded with the act. He leaned down, touching the lady's delicate face.

Despite how hard he tried, he noticed that he couldn't get an erection.

At that moment, Michael walked out from where he had hidden himself. "Who are you?! What have you come here to do?! Do you wish to die?!" one of the gangsters bombarded him with questions as soon as he saw him.

Calmly, Michael responded, "I should be the one asking these questions. What has this innocent lady done to you? I saw how you tried to molest her."

The gangsters exchanged panicked glances. They felt they might be in trouble if they failed to take this meddler down.

They signaled each other and launched attacks at Michael.

"Consider yourself dead!"

"In your next life, you will choose to mind your own business!" the gangsters threatened.

Michael remained unmoved until the attacks hit him. It was to the gangsters' surprise when they found themselves rolling on the floor in pain.