Chapter 28 {Swiching Places}

Zeyden and Yue froze as Zeyden grabbed their ears and pulled them closer.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Yue protested, trying to wriggle out of her brother's grip.

"You two are so stupid!" Zeyden hissed, his voice low and stern.

"We can't tell mom about this yet!"

Yue and Anderson looked at Zeyden, their faces filled with confusion and disappointment.

"Why not?" Yue asked, her voice filled with hurt.

"Yeah, why can't we tell mom?" Anderson chimed in, looking equally puzzled.

Zeyden let out a frustrated sigh and released their ears.

"Alright first of all your daddy not only kicked our mama out of the presidential suite, which made mama hate him," Zeyden said.

"Yeah mama called him outrageous beast," Yue said.

"Oh yeah and daddy doesn't like mama calls her a gold digger and wicked," Anderson said. The three of them stared at each other.

"How dare that Demon Man calls mama wicked and a gold digger his dead!" Zeyden shouted ready to fight as he tried to climb the stairs,

"Can you beat daddy? You haven't meant him."

Yue and Anderson looked at Zeyden, who was getting worked up and ready to fight.

"Zeyden, calm down!" Yue pleaded, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, you can't just go and fight Daddy," Anderson chimed in, looking worried.

Zeyden clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anger and frustration.

"But he called Mama wicked and a gold digger!" he repeated, his voice shaking with rage.

Anderson knew Lennox his father best than his brother and sister he just found about today he looked at the two of them. They all calmed down and talked for few hours when it was time Zeyden grinned.

"I will be your Anderson I will hang out with the Demon Lord," Zeyden said and Yue groaned and grabbed Anderson hand.

"Let him be Anderson he will find out daddy isn't easy to miss with," Yue said she only been with her daddy few minutes but he is someone who only likes to be listen too.

Anderson looked at Yue and then at Zeyden, unsure of what to do.

"I don't know…I don't think it's a good idea…" he said, his voice wavering with uncertainty.

Zeyden rolled his eyes and gave Anderson a shove.

"Don't be such a wuss," he said.

"You'll be fine. I'll be right there with you."

"Brother we are switching so Zeyden you will pretend to be Anderson and Anderson will pretend to be you," Yue said. Zeyden waved bye to his new brother and his sister who rolled his eyes and she mumbled. Hell is going to be loose.

Zeyden and Anderson switched places, each assuming the other's identity.

"Ready?" Zeyden asked, giving Anderson a thumbs up.

Anderson nodded, looking a bit nervous but trying to hide it.

"Yeah, I think so," he said, his voice wavering slightly.

Zeyden clapped Anderson on the back, a cocky smile on his face.

"You'll be fine," he reassured him. "Just be yourself and don't say anything stupid."

Yue rolled her eyes again and shook her head.

"Good luck, you'll need it."

Zeyden watched his brother and sister walk away from him. So now he is the big brother not to just a sister but a brother! Zeyden walked to the presidential suite and he saw guards who looked at him.

"Young Master Anderson!" The personal guard said as he sighed and picked up Zeyden who touched his chin and smirked you dare call mama a gold digger and a wicked person fine than you say that let's destroy anything!

The guards immediately bowed down as Zeyden approached them.

"Young Master Anderson," the personal guard said again, his voice filled with respect and submission.

Zeyden smirked and put his hands on his hips, feeling a sense of power and control over them.

"You know, I heard something interesting," he said, his voice low and menacing.

The guards looked at Zeyden, their expressions filled with confusion and a hint of fear.

"What is it, Young Master?" the personal guard asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"My dad owns this place?" Zeyden asked.

"Master Anderson yes."

The guard nodded in agreement, confirming that Lennox Zhevoka, a.k.a. Zeyden's "dad," owned the entire Azure Celestial Hotel.

Zeyden smirked and leaned forward, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"And if I wanted to cause some trouble, what do you think my dad would do?"

The guards shifted uncomfortably, their faces growing pale with fear.

"Well, Master Anderson, Master Zhevoka wouldn't be happy if anything were to happen to the hotel or its guests," the personal guard said, trying to sound diplomatic. Everyone knew when the young master is in bad mood everything will become extremely serious to handle and if his other personality come out well that won't be good at all!

The personal guard winced as he watched Zeyden kick the table and shatter the expensive vase, the sound of the broken shards echoing throughout the hallway.

"Young Master, please calm down!" the guard pleaded, his voice filled with panic.

The other guards looked on in horror, their faces pale with fear. They knew they were powerless to stop Zeyden if he was in a bad mood.

Zeyden ignored the guard's plea and continued his rampage, knocking over vases and knocking off expensive decorations. The other guards watched helplessly, their eyes wide with terror.

The sound of smashing and crashing filled the hallway, echoing throughout the hotel. The other guests and staff members who were passing by stopped and stared in shock, unsure of what was happening.

"Young Master Anderson please calm down!" A guard shouted. Zeyden chuckled dare call his mama a wicked or a gold digger.

Zeyden continued to cause chaos, his actions fueled by anger and a desire to lash out.

"Why should I calm down?" he yelled, his voice filled with anger and defiance. "I can do whatever I want, this is my father's hotel after all!"

The guards were helpless, unable to stop him. They tried to reason with him, but Zeyden was too blinded by rage to listen.

The guards tried to reason with him, but Zeyden was in no mood to listen. He continued to cause chaos, knocking over more vases and furniture.

"Young Master Anderson, please stop this! You're causing too much damage!" a guard pleaded, his voice shaking with fear.

Zeyden just laughed and continued his rampage, his anger fueling his destructive behavior.

The guards watched in horror as Zeyden continued to cause destruction throughout the hallway. They tried to approach him, but he just knocked them away with a swift kick or a punch.

"Someone, please do something!" a guard cried out.

The other guests and staff members watched from afar, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

"I dare you all move! You work for my Big Demon Lord daddy! Move and you are fired!" Zeyden shouted and grabbed a 10 million dollar vase and shuttered on the ground.

The guards froze in their tracks, their faces filled with fear and uncertainty.

"Young Master Anderson, please don't do this!" one guard pleaded, his voice shaking with fright.

Zeyden just smirked and grabbed another priceless vase, holding it over his head.

"Don't test me," he warned, his voice dripping with menace.

The guards watched as Zeyden held the priceless vase over his head, their hearts pounding in their chests.

"Please, Young Master, don't destroy that," a guard pleaded, his voice trembling with fear.

But Zeyden just laughed and threw the vase to the ground, smashing it into a million pieces.

The sound of the vase shattering echoed throughout the hallway, followed by a stunned silence.

The guards looked on in horror, their faces pale with fear and disbelief. They couldn't believe that Zeyden had just destroyed another priceless artifact.

"Young Master, please, that vase was worth millions," a guard pleaded, his voice shaking with despair.