The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 98 Great Shocker

"Aaaah! You bastard, how dare you hit me again? Just wait until Mr. Warren comes. I'll kill you!" Zayn

roared at Horace.

He was writhing in pain and holding his swollen cheeks. His mouth was bleeding at this time. The pain

was too much, but he had mustered all his strength to shout. He took solace in the fact that his father's

friend, Raul, was on his way here. He thought his affiliation would give him the upper hand today.

Donn's blood boiled when he heard Zayn's roar. He angrily rained five more slaps on his cheeks.

With a remorseful face, he bowed and apologized to Horace, "I'm sorry, Mr. Warren. I shouldn't have

done it without your permission. It's just that I can't stand this guy!"

"I thought we already went over this, Donn. Why are you apologizing again when you haven't done

anything wrong. If you want, you can beat him to death!" Horace chuckled as he made this statement.

The additional slaps did a number on Zayn. He suddenly became so quiet and just stared at them.

'These guys might beat me to death. I should just wait quietly for Raul's arrival. Only then can I kill

Horace!'

His mouth was hot, a little numb, and bloodied. Not only that, but his cheeks were also burning up and

swollen. He felt as if hemorrhoids had grown in his mouth.

Zayn's unusual obedience and quietness caused Horace to say with a mocking smile, "Dude, where

did all your arrogance go? What's wrong with you now? How dare you have an ulterior motive for

Laila? You even objectified her. You have crossed the line, Zayn! Your family's company is the Nathan

Logistics Company, right? Just wait and see. I'll make you lose everything!"

Due to Horace's calm demeanor, Susie and Gladys had thought that he was an easygoing person. But

they had a change of heart when they saw how he became as ferocious as a lion who was trying to

protect his lioness.

Zayn remained mute despite Horace's mockery. He was determined to wait for Raul before taking

action.

Although his mouth was zipped up, it didn't mean that his cohorts bit their tongues. Averi suddenly

pointed at Horace and shouted, "You are doomed, Horace. What gave you the balls to beat Zayn so

hard? Mark my words. Prepare to meet your creator soon. You and everyone associated with you will

be killed by Mr. Duffy. You are just a loser from the trenches, but you dared to command someone to

beat a nobleman from the rich circle. You will regret this soon!"

"Regret? No, I won't regret it. But I'm afraid that you will be the one gnashing your teeth in regret."

Horace glared at Averi and commanded Donn, "This guy is talking too much, Donn. Go and slap his

face!"

"Yes, Mr. Warren!" Donn went straight to Averi. The latter tried to cover his face, but Donn held his

hands and gave him a hot slap on his cheek.

As if he was beating a drum, he slapped him rhythmically. The sound echoed on the entire second

floor.

All of a sudden, the sound of heavy footsteps was heard. Raul and Riley ascended the stairs to the

second floor.

"Good day, Mr. Warren!" All the waiters and waitresses greeted Raul with a bow as he walked to the

scene.

A glimmer of hope shone in Zayn's eyes at this moment. Lying on the floor, he mustered all his strength

and shouted, "Mr. Warren, please come over. I'm in severe pain. These men almost killed me!"

Raul increased his pace when he heard this. To Zayn, he had recognized him and was walking faster

because of him.

Unbeknown to him, Raul had only done that because he didn't want Horace to wait too long.

Zayn was already thinking of all the things he would do to punish Horace now that his father's friend

was here. When Raul finally arrived at the scene, he pointed at Horace with difficulty and reported, "Mr.

Warren, this wicked guy made me so miserable. I don't want him to go scot-free. Avenge me!"

His mind was filled with great anticipation. But what Raul did next utterly stunned him.

Raul bowed to Horace and greeted, "Good day, Mr. Warren!"

'Wow! It turns out that the rumors are true!' All the waiters and waitresses present couldn't help sighing

when they saw how their boss showed respect to Horace. Afterward, they stared at Horace and

wondered what kind of person he was.

None of the waiters and waitresses here had witnessed how Raul respected Horace the first day he

came to the Sea Pavilion. When they heard the rumor later, they took it with a pinch of salt.

Experiencing firsthand made them shocked to the bones.

It was just a false rumor to them before. But now, they confirmed it to be true.

'Huh? What the hell is going on? Why is he greeting this pauper instead of dealing with him

immediately? He didn't even look at me!' Raul's greeting to Horace took Zayn off guard. His head was

instantly filled with many unsolved puzzles.

In a bid to get immediate answers, he shouted at Raul, "Mr. Warren, this guy is just a pauper. Why are

you treating him with respect? Look at me. See what he did to my face and body. I'm the son of the Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

CEO of Nathan Logistics Company. I'm also one of the youngest big shots in Rinas. Don't you

recognize me? Or are you not the real Mr. Warren who is my father's friend? Why are..."

"Shut up!" Raul cut him short. With great disdain, he continued slowly, "You bloody fool! Who the hell

are you? How dare you disrespect Mr. Warren?"

Zayn's mouth flew open when he heard this shocking response. He blinked his eyes severally in a

daze. He then rubbed his ears and wondered if he had misheard. The Raul that he knew would never

shut him up, so he couldn't believe what just happened. It was even more surprising that Raul cursed

at him. He even went further to scold him for disrespecting Horace.

'This is a dream. It can't be happening. It's a dream!' Zayn still couldn't come to terms with the truth.

His mind was a mess. He couldn't think straight, so he didn't know what next to do. He had been

looking forward to Raul's arrival. The man was his only hope. Never did he imagine that his father's so-

called friend would take sides with his enemy without acknowledging him at all.

It was difficult for him to accept such a sudden change.

Horace simply nodded to Raul's greeting. With one hand in his pocket, he asked, "Uncle Raul, would it

be difficult to destroy the Nathan Logistics Company?"

"Mr. Warren, it might interest you to know that your father had made an elaborate plan in this city and

also used some tricks on the Nathan Logistics Company secretly. These secret moves are enough to

take the company into his pocket. He could do it with a snap of the fingers," Raul replied respectfully.

"Wow! My father is so awesome!"

Nodding his head with pride, Horace queried further, "Since he has already set everything in place, why

hasn't he taken action yet? Is he waiting for the right time?"

'Indeed, Mr. Warren is a smart young man. The ability to strike while the iron is hot is one of the

greatest attributes of a good leader!' Raul reasoned.

He then responded politely, "Mr. Warren, the only thing stopping your father from taking over the

Nathan Logistics Company is the objection of the Board Of Elders."

"The Board Of Elders?"

"Yes!" Sensing that Horace didn't understand, Raul explained, "In the beginning, your father's power

and that of the Board Of Elders were equal. But as your father's wealth began to increase, so did his

power. He controls many businesses across the country and the world at large. Out of jealousy, the

Board Of Elders prevented him from acquiring the Nathan Logistics Company so his power wouldn't

increase anymore."