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From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382: Hiding Something?

The words had clearly left the server’s mouth. He had said the word Boss, and even now he was still smiling. His tone carried a kind of innocent pride, as though he had done something clever and loyal, but in this room, filled with suspicious eyes and tense silence, it was like throwing oil on a fire.

Everyone’s attention shifted toward the young man standing by the door, but the real weight of the statement pressed down on Max. The server wasn’t smiling at Anton, nor at Sheri, nor at Bobo Stern. His eyes were fixed across the room, steady, respectful, directly on Max.

Mayson, of course, thought he was doing the right thing.

"Boss? What do they mean by boss?" Anton finally asked, his words stumbling out in disbelief. His finger hovered accusingly toward Max, his face twisting as if he had just been insulted. "Is he saying Max is the manager here or something?"

A quiet stillness gripped the room. Sheri shifted in her seat, her hands fidgeting with the edge of the napkin resting in her lap. Sanna’s lips parted, confusion shadowing her eyes, while Darno sat back, his brow furrowed, his mind clearly working at double speed to process what he had just heard.

Max kept his head low for a moment, shaking it slightly, his jaw tight. He was buying himself seconds, precious seconds to think. He wasn’t ready to reveal the truth. Not here, not now, not in front of Bobo of all people. He still had so many cards left to play, so many pieces to move before showing anyone who he really was.

And yet, Mayson had thrown his name out into the open like a banner in the wind.

When Max first entered this restaurant tonight, he had felt a nagging worry. He recognized the building, recognized its walls, the subtle smell of polished wood and expensive wine. This wasn’t just any place, this was one of his.

It was here, months ago, where the clash with the Chalkline Boys had shaken the underworld. This very restaurant was now part of the empire he ran in the shadows, a business tied directly to the Billion Bloodline group. Mayson wasn’t just some random server either, he was one of the students who had once fought under Max’s banner.

Mayson had proven himself tough that day, taking hits that would have dropped weaker men. He hadn’t risen as a fighter in the end, but Max had seen something else in him: a sharp mind, a knack for logistics, and a hunger for the underworld’s thrill. It was why he had been given the manager’s role here. And now, loyal as ever, he had stepped into this room and called Max the one word Max could not afford to be called tonight.

Boss.

"Are you serious about what you just said?" Sheri asked suddenly. Her voice cut the tension for a moment, her eyes wide as she leaned forward across the table. She was focused less on Max and more on Mayson, clinging to the detail that mattered most to her family right now. "Did you really mean it? That you’re willing to give us this meal for free?"

"Of course," Mayson replied without hesitation, still brimming with misplaced confidence. "As I said, anything for the boss!"

The word dropped again like a hammer.

Max’s head snapped up. "Come here." His tone was sharp, his voice carrying a command that made Mayson flinch.

Mayson obeyed instantly, stepping closer until he stood beside Max’s chair.

Max leaned in, his voice dropping to a low growl only Mayson could hear. "Play along." The words came out almost like a threat, cold enough to make Mayson swallow hard. For a brief second, he wondered if he had just ruined something critical.

Pulling back, Max forced a smile onto his face and raised his voice. "It’s nice to see you again, Mayson. It’s been a while. I didn’t think you’d still recognize me."

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Sheri, however, sat in stunned silence. Unlike Bobo, she had gone to school with Max. She didn’t know Mayson, not really, but... his words weren’t impossible. She remembered the way people at school had looked up to Max, remembered the way other delinquents from different schools had confronted him directly.

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