Chapter 27

Brooklyn looked at Victor, subconsciously not wanting to meet his eyes. He didn't want Victor to know he was speaking to Wilson.

"You, back there. What's your name?" Victor stepped past Brooklyn and approached Wilson. "You're a waiter here, aren't you?"

"I'm Wilson Sutton, sir," Wilson said.

Brooklyn had a bad feeling about this. Before he could say anything, Victor punched Wilson, making the latter fall to the ground.

Wilson let out a muffled groan. He didn't know what he'd done to piss Victor off, so he remained on the ground without saying anything.

"What are you doing?" Brooklyn ran to stand before Wilson, shielding the latter with his body. "What makes you think you can just hit someone like that?"

"What makes me think that? My bad mood tells me I can do it, and the fact that my family hired him tells me I can do it. I can do whatever I want to him," Victor said impatiently. "You, come over here and wipe my shoes."

Wilson clenched his fists but didn't say anything. He got u