The Boy You Ditched Is Now the Boss

Brett looked displeased as he patted my face. "Kieran, you've got quite an attitude. You're selling wine here, but you refuse to drink, huh? Does your boss know?"I replied steadily, "He does. The boss said we have full discretion to decide if we want to drink or not."Harry slammed the table and said, "You put on quite a convincing act. Your boss might've said that, but what he didn't say is that when your client is Brett, you will have to drink no matter what!"Brett liked what Harry said. He lifted his chin at me and continued, "You won't be able to save enough to buy a bottle of this even after working your whole life, you country bumpkin. Come on, pour the wine!"Harry immediately played along. "Brett is right. Who knows? Maybe he'll enjoy it. The only fitting job for a poor loser like him is to stand here and serve us."The two of them chortled mockingly.I looked at Zyla. She remained silent the whole time as she sat beside Brett. Occasionally, she glanced at me. Her eyes

Right away, the faces of the people behind Brett fell dramatically."It's you?""Are you telling me you're the Mr. Smith?"Reagan pushed her way out of the crowd. The moment she saw me, her expression immediately turned grim.Brett, however, still looked clueless. "Mr. Smith? Who's Mr. Smith?"Reagan quickly called for someone to bring a towel and began wiping me down. "Mr. Smith, should I have them all thrown out?"Meanwhile, Brett kept talking arrogantly. "Who are you? Why are you addressing him so respectfully? What a joke! He's just a lowly wine promoter. You spent money to hire a waitress from the club to act this out with you, didn't you? Was that really necessary?"Edmond Salway, who was standing nearby, was so livid that he looked like he might faint from anger. Pointing at Brett, he shouted, "Shut up! Just stop talking already!"Brett blabbered ignorantly, "Listen to me, Uncle Edmond. Kieran was my college classmate. This guy is just a poor loser. He—"Before he could

In less than three days, all of the Salway family's projects and supply channels fell apart. Edmond flew into a rage and cursed nonstop, but he could do nothing about it.Brett, who was a scion, had only ever cared about having fun, fighting, and bullying others. He used to drive luxury cars and flirt with ladies all over town. Now, he was beaten so badly that his whole body ached, and he couldn't even get out of bed. He finally realized that he had offended someone he couldn't afford to offend. Otherwise, the Salway family's business wouldn't have plummeted like this.Only then did it dawn on him that I held a grudge against him.He went to the entrance of my club and asked to see me. However, he couldn't even get past the front door. He had been able to enter before because he carried the Salway family name. I had my own criteria for selecting clients. The Salway family had offended me this time. In the past, I might have let it slide for Samson's sake. But now, Brett amounted

When Zyla spoke, her tone was calm. It sounded as if she were merely talking about something insignificant. But hearing it made my heart ache.Zyla elaborated, "My mom was hit by a car after her night shift. The driver fled the scene. There were no cameras on that road, so I couldn't find the culprit or get any compensation. I had to pay for everything myself. I couldn't just abandon my mom. That 100 thousand dollars was my only hope."I exclaimed, "You could've told me! We could've worked hard together!"I hadn't expected the truth to be this cruel. It was more melodramatic than I had imagined.Zyla cut me off without hesitation, "Kieran, I can't see the future. Neither of us could've known that you would become a tycoon who could shake the whole city eight years later. "Back then, we were just college students. Your family was already under heavy financial pressure. How could I tie you down and drag you to hell with me?"You've seen it. For the past eight years, this has been