"Excuse me?!" Anthony halted with a surprised face, taken aback by the brashness of the manager's words which seemed to have come straight out of nowhere. "Appears like I'm going deft but did you just tell me that I'm not welcomed here?!" Anthony asked with a creased forehead of disbelief.The manager who had his arms folded walked even closer to Anthony in an attempt to impose himself more. The fact that he was taller and had more muscles than Anthony was giving him a lot of confidence to speak in any way he wanted. When he was satisfied with how close they both were, he forcefully pointed at the door "That's right, I said get the hell out of my shop!"Anthony who was getting better at controlling his emotions was being lenient with the manager. First, he had to assess things in his head, he knew that he hadn't done anything wrong and he dressed okay enough to not be seen as a crook so him being chased from the shop wasn't making any sense to him. Calmly he followed where the manager

Half an hour later and the owner of the automobile shop drove his black Mercedes Benz G-Class MSRP which costs $150,000 down to the shop and parked right behind the last Jeep in Anthony's convoy.He was a very short man, less than five feet tall, whose feet could barely even manage to touch the pedals of his car, and the size of the vehicle he chose to drive while being his size just speaks volumes about the type of person he was. From all the signs he's portrayed, he fits perfectly into the stereotype of a typical short angry person who drives a big car as a means of compensating for his low self-esteem and worth. And just as the typical stereotype type, he also happens to be short-tempered, getting angry most of the time for the littlest of things, just like right now.During the call, the sales rep in the yellow suit didn't relay much information and just told him that he had to come to the shop with immediate effect then cut the call abruptly and that was the start of his anger. R

The manager groveled with shame "I'm sorry sir, I just wanted to get back at him because I thought he was being a smart ass. If only I had known what would end up happening then I never would have tried to mess with someone like him, never!" The manager said, trying his best to get up "Regardless of saying all that, I don't care if I get beaten up more but we can't sell that bike to someone else. The buyer is going to kill us if we do!" He said and instantly the owner felt a cold chill run down his spine."W-what do you mean?" The owner asked and Anthony became very curious about who this buyer could be. "Who paid to have the bike?"Finally, after so many tries, the manager found a way to get up to his feet, swaying but still managing to maintain balance. This took a lot out of him the way he kept panting "Being in this line of work you get introduced to certain people who could have the money to buy the type of vehicles we oftentimes sell. Among those are dangerous people which you sh

"How many times do I have to tell you to shut up about that nonsense rumor you, stupid son of mine?! I swear you make me so ashamed for easing you! How can you believe some nonsense a simple maid wench told you as a way to ingratiate herself to you, huh? Think son!" Benjamin's father yelled, rebuking him and his words.Thinking that the Maples were still above their family and because they are relatively new money and the youngest family to ever make it into the hierarchy, all thanks to the deal Benjamin brokered with Mr. Rose Dana, Benjamin's father didn't want to do anything that would make an enemy of the Maples.He didn't want her to use her family's influence in the Polaris world against his family and the fact that the maids were all talking about how she was having dinner with Mr. Rose Dana just some hours ago, struck so much fear in his heart when they were being escorted to their audience with Patience that he couldn't force himself to fathom that what Benjamin was saying coul

Even though ridiculing Anthony was fun, this was an important call that Benjamin's father knew he wouldn't want to delay answering, and so he answered right away, raising and pressing the phone against his ear. "What is it, Mr. Thomas?" He said with a smile.Mr. Thomas, the family's accountant's voice was very gentle when he communicated all he wanted to Benjamin's father, and the next thing the rest of the Oswald family members who were still busy laughing at Anthony knew was that the father had frozen in shock, eyes widened, looking like he had passed out while standing and then his phone dropped from his hand, damaging the screen on impact with the floor."Huh?! Dad?" Benjamin and the rest of the family looked at his father's sudden change and immediately, all of them could tell that something was wrong. The call hadn't been terminated and Mr. Thomas' voice could still be heard coming from the phone around their feet, pulling their attention to all look at it.Benjamin couldn't ben