William was starting to go pale. Reality was slowly setting in. He had just offended someone he should not have offended. His virtual death warrant was signed, sealed and delivered.
Within a minute, Owen and Amanda walked out to the restaurant entrance and stood next to Derek.
Upon seeing this powerful trio in front of him, and feeling a killer aura exuding from them, William dropped to his knees, sweating profusely and shaking in fear.
"So, er.... what was it you said about offering me a security job?" mocked Derek.
"Heh heh.... I... I was joking with you sir. Of course, I didn't mean what I said. I'll be lucky if I am a security guard at Quinton Tower. Please spare me." begged William.
Owen had enough of William's antics.
"Well, this is not a joke; and you are nowhere near secure. You just offended the son of Master Quinton. Read my lips Mr. Norton! YOU! ARE! FIRED!!!" shouted Owen.
William broke down bawling profusely at the realization that he is now jobless.
Carmen meanwhile remained her snobby self and mocked William.
"You know something William. Derek was right about one thing. I don't care about poor trash. And now that you have become a trash loser...I am leaving you."
"You b****! You're dumping me now? How dare you!!" William got up and slapped Carmen, surprising her.
"HOW DARE YOU SLAP ME?!?!" screamed Carmen. "My Dad runs DL trading here in England. He can squish you like the bug that you are!!!"
"DL Trading you say?" replied Owen.
" That's right. Even you three losers are nothing compared to my dad!" mocked Carmen.
Owen whispered to Derek, "Young Quinton, I think she's not aware...but Quinton Consortium holds a controlling interest in DL trading."
"You don't say?" replied a surprised Derek. "Well then, let's bring this b**** down to the same depth as William here. Make it happen."
Owen proceeded to make some calls.
"Well Derek, you have one chance, take yourself and your loser cronies out of here and I'll pretend this never happened." Carmen mocked, oblivious to what was about to happen.
In an instant, Carmen's phone rang and she answered it. What she heard next was about to change her life.
"YOU STUPID DAUGHTER! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!? WE JUST BECAME BANKRUPT! WHO HAVE YOU OFFENDED?!?!?"
Carmen's father was irate as he screamed over the phone into Carmen's ear.
"WHAT? Bankrupt? What do you mean, dad?" Carmen could not accept that reality.
"SHUT UP AND GET BACK HERE! THANKS TO YOU, OUR MAIN SHAREHOLDER HAVE PULLED THEIR INVESTMENTS OUT OF OUR COMPANY!! WE ARE BANKRUPT NOW!! YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLAINATION OR YOU CAN SLEEP ON THE STREETS TONIGHT!"
Click!
"What's wrong Carmen? You look like you've seen a ghost. Looks like your dad can't save you this time." said Derek with a satisfied look on his face.
Reality has set in. Carmen is now the trash loser. Losing all energy in her legs, Carmen collapsed to her hands and knees.
"No..... no. This is not possible...Derek, I'm sorry!! Please spare me and my family. PLEASE!!" Carmen begged as she crawled towards Derek.
What happened next shocked even Derek.
Amanda moved in front of Derek and gave Carmen a vicious kick to her face. Carmen fell backwards on her backside, holding her bleeding face.
"Listen up you little sl*t! You had better keep your filthy hands to yourself! I had been very patient with you but even I have my limits! You blew your chance! You could have just shut up and walk away but you just don't know any better, do you!"
"You get your gold digging sl*t self, along with this old bag, out of our hotel before we call the police on you for trespassing! Don't you dare try me, unless you want me to break your arms and legs!!" Amanda warned sternly to Carmen with fire in her eyes.
"Woah. What a firecracker. Remind me not to get on her bad side." Derek whispered to Owen, who couldn't help but giggle.
The surrounding people looked on in shock and awe. Even those who talked bad about Derek could only shut up upon seeing Derek's influence and power.
Owen then called security to drag Carmen and William out of the hotel. On their way out, Amanda gave them one final message.
"One last thing.... Who's the loser now?!?"
Derek looked at Amanda with amusement, before going back to the restaurant with Owen and Amanda.
All this time, Desmond, the janitor was watching from a distance. Seeing the scene, Desmond could not help but be humbled even more.
'So, he is actually a Quinton. Oh, my goodness, all this time I have made fun of the wrong person. I deserved this karma. Thank God I had his forgiveness.' thought Desmond.
"I don't know why you didn't say anything about your real identity before, but I know this. Until you are ready, I'll keep your identity a secret. I look forward to seeing you again, brother." Desmond mumbled to himself as he continued his work.