Twisted Fate

“I’m sorry Pascal, but I will not apologise!” Ella Smith declared. She looked hurt at the same time, furious. She won’t allow herself to be molested simply because she is working as a waitress at the restaurant.

Alex Foster was fuming in rage. How dare this peasant cross him? She doesn’t have an idea of who she is messing around with?

He sure knows she is new to New York or she is either too primitive not to know what the name Foster spells. She dares to humiliate him and didn’t have a bit of remorse or ready to apologise to him?NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“Ella, you have to apologise to Mr Foster if you want to keep your job” Pascal Lucas urged her. This is a situation in which the lower class should swallow her pride and apologise to save her job.

Everyone knows that Alex Foster was wrong. But his name rings a bell wherever it’s been mentioned. She just needs to say sorry and that would be all.

“That would be over my dead body” Ella seethed. She eyed the spoiled brat before her and then looked away with her fingers intertwined in front of her.

Festus didn’t blink an eye as he had his gaze focused on the bold adamant waitress. He’s been by Alex’s side for years, but he had never met anyone who had the effrontery to stand up against Alex wishes.

This girl must have a strong heart or should he say she’s stubborn? He knows his friend is wrong, he is often wrong when he harasses women.

This is what he had cautioned him against several times. Every woman needs to be respected. He does that to women in clubs, eateries and restaurants.

And often, the women would tremble before him. They wouldn’t be able to say a word even if they were not pleased with what he’s doing to them.

He was forced to believe that they were quiet because he was a renowned billionaire in New York City and one of the most handsome men in the country.

But this woman before him is brave and in his heart, he applauds her. Someone just has to put Alex in his place and teach him to respect women.

Alex Foster is the handsome billionaire and one of the richest men in New York City. He is tall with a V-line sculptured jaw. He has startling blue eyes and brownish hair. He has thin pinkish lips that complimented his pointed nose.

He is ruthless and everyone knows he doesn’t forgive whoever crosses his path. He is a Playboy and doesn’t cease to get whatever pleases his eyes and arouses his interest.

He is a lover boy who takes any woman to his bed, he would take a piece of their flesh and pay them off. He never takes any woman twice. He pays them off and never contacts them again.

And one characteristic of him was that he never takes them to his Mansion. Non of his numerous sex partners knew how exactly his Mansion is except his peculiar woman, Lisa Anderson.

She is rumoured to be Alex’s girlfriend and the only woman who has access to his Mansion. Many believed she’s the only woman who Alex had slept with more than once.

“Alex…” Festus was going to intervene when Alex raised his hand. That was enough for Festus to know that he should be quiet.

Alex’s eyes had gone red for rage. He stared at the peasant before him. Once he had admired her beauty a few minutes ago and touched her butt.

But now, he detest her and felt like strangling her right away. But strangling her wouldn’t appease him enough. He would deal with her in the entire New York City that she would desire to disappear from the City.

And even at that, he wasn’t going to give her a chance to disappear. He would teach her how to respect the high and handsome Alex Foster!

“Not a word Festus” Alex seethed and turned to the manager of the restaurant. “I want this thing fired immediately, otherwise I will close down not only this restaurant but all your branches throughout New York and its environs!”

At this time, a scene had been created and people were now watching from a distance. Though many couldn’t get too close for the fear of Alex Foster but they had their phones and were either recording, taking photographs or better still, doing the both.

Pascal Lucas was shivering already. The aura of dominance emanating from Alex was enough to send shivers down his spine.

Close down the restaurants and the other branches? This is too much for him to risk. He really wants to help Ellabut she’s stubborn.

All the staff admired and liked her but his job and that of many others were at stake for her. He can’t help it. She had refused to apologise and the penalty for her refusal was to lose her job.

“Yes, Mr Foster” Pascal succumbed and bowed slightly before Alex Foster. He turned to glared at Ella with eyes full of emotions “you are fired Ella. Go to the finance department and claim all your entitlement and leave immediately”

Ella nodded as her eyes immediately turned teary. Before her tears would give her away, she turned quickly and made her way to the changing room.

As soon as she got in, she let loose her emotions and her tears ran down her cheeks. She’s lost her job.

“On behalf of my staff…” Pascal Lucas was going to apologise when Alex looked at his friend and declared “let’s go”

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Alex Foster was quiet the entire way back to the office. He has never been so humiliated in his entire life.

A mere filthy girl molested him and felt so arrogant to apologise? What nonsense? She has messed with the wrong guy.

He would make her regret ever crossing his path. The loss of her job is nothing compared to what awaits her. He touched his chin as if he wanted to feel the sensation of the slap again.

His palm formed into a fist and he gnashed his teeth. The battle line has been drawn. That girl wants to dance and now, the dancing is about to begin…