Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies - Chapter 18: Chapter 18

Third Person’s POV
A few hours ago!!
Though Brandon had managed to come out of his room in search of Alcohol, he was having a hard time standing straight with the headache that he had had since morning. Thankfully, the hotel in which he was staying had a bar in front of it, so he didn’t need to go far in search of Alcohol. He grabbed the seat on the bar before ordering.
“One, Spirytus Vodka.”, he said to the bartender, and he looked at Brandon as if he was some beggar who had walked in there out of nowhere.
But the bartender didn’t offend him, thinking he might have come here with some Billionaire boss. He offered him the drink he wanted. After finishing five pegs, he asked for more. That’s when the bartender asked.
“Can you even pay? Or planning to have fun with your boss’s money?”
“Boss’s Money? I’m the boss here.”, Brandon said, chuckling.
“Yes! You are the boss, and I’m the president.”, That Bartender mocked.
“What … what kind of tone is that?”
“The same tone which beggars as you deserve.” Brandon smiled and nodded his head at his words, he would always remember those words of him, and he swore not to let him forget the same thing.
“You aren’t leaving this job anytime soon, are you?” Brandon asked.
“No, why?”
“So that I can make you regret today’s behavior.”, Brandon said, forwarding one of his cards to the bartender.
“Sure, go ahead. After a few pegs, everyone thinks of himself as some billionaire in disguise. You should thank me that I haven’t asked the bouncer not to kick you out of here because people like you don’t belong here. BEGGAR.”, Saying this, the bartender checked the card, but he frowned, seeing the card that Brandon had given was expired. “Nice trick. Now, clear the payment.”, He said, throwing the card at Brandon’s face.
Brandon checked the card and realized it was expired. He cursed mentally for not checking it before. And then he looked at the bartender who was giving him a look that whatever he would say, he wouldn’t buy it because of the look he was giving.
“What? Didn’t you have money in your pocket?” he asked, raising his brow.
“Give me some time. I will clear your payment.”, Brandon said and tried to call Bruce, but it was not getting connected.
“What? Calling your boss, huh?”, The bartender mocked. Brandon gritted his teeth but didn’t say a word because that was the truth of the world. Your outer appearance matters the most. He then thought to call Jake, but at that moment, he realized that he didn’t have Jake’s number.
By that time, that bartender had shared this whole incident with the manager, who also gave him a disgusting look.
“If he isn’t able to pay the amount within a few hours, then call the cops.”, The manager said. “And keep this dirt away from this area so he would scare other of our customers by his look.”, he added. And the very next moment, he called the bouncer.
“Don’t you dare.”, Brandon warned before the bouncer would have dragged him from there. He was paying through a card because he didn’t have the currency of this state, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have a single penny in his pocket.
He slammed two hundred bucks in front of them before speaking, “I know this is not the currency of this country, but this is almost double the bill of the vodka that you offered me. Keep the change.”, he hissed before walking out of the bar with trembling legs. Though his headache had been stopped, he was still feeling the constant pain below the ribcage and the worst thing was it was increasing with each passing minute.
In the end, he couldn’t help but sit on the ground, pressing the area where he was having an enormous amount of pain.
‘What … what is happening to me?’, he thought, and immediately he saw someone drop some money in front of him, looking at him in pity. It took a moment to realize what the person crossing from there assumed about him.
A beggar?
Of course, he would be looking like that with the clothes which were double his size. It wasn’t that he was wearing someone’s else clothes, he was wearing his own, but he didn’t have the physique that he had once. This long hair and beard were not all helping at all. The cherry on the top, he looked malnutritioned.
‘It has been two days since Marcus used his dad’s card, but he is still not here until now. Does he not want Diana in his life?’ Maddie thought while driving the car. They both were on the way to the same hotel where Brandon had stayed because they had a meeting with one of the investors over there.
She didn’t know much about Brandon, so it was hard for her to say what kind of person he really was! She just didn’t want Marcus’s heart not to get broken after realizing that his father didn’t give a damn about his mother. She agreed that Diana’s EX-husband never tried to look for her or came for her after they separated, but a part of her was expecting some or any response from him after realizing that his black card was used after approx five years.
If she had been at Diana’s place, then she would have returned back to his city to show him how successful she had become after he left her, but Diana is a saint and pure-hearted woman. Her words were, ‘I didn’t do anything to show anything to anyone OR to take revenge. I did it for myself and my kids. So, that one day when I would tell myself that, I could be proud of myself and my kids could proudly say that I’m their mother.’