The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 257

"Just give me the account number."

Logan smiled. Judging from Felix's attitude, things would be easier to deal with. "Not so fast. After paying, this Harold kid has to be a greeter at the restaurant entrance for a week. He'll have to be on his knees and greet every customer who comes in round the clock." Felix, who was about to open his banking app, frowned at Logan. "Is that really necessary?"

Harold cheerfully shrugged. "I don't mind. I trashed their stuff, so of course I should apologize properly."

Despite Harold's nice words, he would likely kick up a fuss once the money was transferred. This was clearly meant to humiliate him, so there was no way he would actually kneel there as a greeter.

"Who owns this place?" At this point, Felix had to address the root of the problem.

Logan looked Felix up and down with a disdainful look. "What? Trying to pull strings? Let me tell you something. The owner of this restaurant is way out of your league. Even Avesburgh's richest couldn't help you. Got it?" How powerful could he be?

As Felix was about to speak, Harold hurried over. "Felix, this place belongs to the Xanthos family. They're one of those hidden elite families. Most people can't even get info on them. I'll just do as they say. I really don't mind." Harold's behavior made Felix want to slap him. It was sickening. If he was truly willing to kneel, why trash the room in the first place?

were just some nutcase, but you came

while. knowing this was not something money could

still smiling and completely lost it." You

cousin's a big shot. Who cares about the Xanthos family? I dare

out his phone. He said, "Him? You brat, I'll let you off the hook since

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handle this, he answered.

you in person. Could you meet him as a

turned odd.

you? Put

Felix switched to speakerphone.

I really know I messed up. Please

blinked. The man's voice sounded

Westside Restaurant. My cousin trashed a room here.