“Excuse me, sir. This is the platform, you can’t simply come up here.”
A bodyguard stood in front of Henry and said expressionlessly.
Henry grinned joyfully, “F*ck you. As if there’s anywhere I can’t go. Move out of my way!”
The bodyguard frowned slightly. Henry’s arrogance told him that this was a man none of the bodyguards around the venue could afford to offend, so he replied patiently, “My apologies, sir. Please do not make it difficult for me.”
“Who the hell are you? You think you’re worth my effort to trouble?”
Henry felt extremely irritated whenever he saw someone from Seatreasures International, so he said this with a dark look on his face. When he realized that the bodyguard did not move, Henry was immediately pissed off.
Considering Henry’s status, a mere bodyguard was not worth his anger.
Hence, Henry looked up at the platform and Alban staring back at him with a wary expression. He grinned as he said darkly, “Oi, Ball. Are you sure you want your dogs to hold me back?
“Either let me come up or I’ll turn and leave now.”
Henry’s words were simple and direct, but also very effective.
Alban’s expression darkened and he waved his hand. “Let him up.”
The bodyguard let out a sigh of relief. Despite how Henry talked to his boss, the man in question did not get angry. Because of this, this bodyguard knew that this young man was not someone he could afford to anger. It was great news that he could escape the scene now.
Henry walked up onto the stage as if he owned the place and chuckled at Alban. “Not bad, so you oldies do know your limits. Just think of how troublesome it’d be if I had to call my dad so late at night.”
Alban’s expression was extremely stormy.
He was a huge businessman who presided over many large provinces in the southeast region. People both his age and younger treated him with the utmost respect. Yet, before Henry, he had none of the dignity and power of a bigshot.
Was Henry dignified?
No!
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