Billionaire's Secret Enemy

Chapter Twelve: Mr. Matthew -piece of the pie

Chapter twelve: Mr. Matthew's piece of the pie

“I don't understand, what is the plan?” Manson asked, still confused.

“This is it” Mike said. Mike through the paper at Manson.

Manson looked at Mike confused and he opened the folded paper and read it.

“I still don't understand,” Manson said. Showing that he is still confused.

Mike gasped and said “that is a written analysis of a diamond and everything single thing about it”

“And….” Manson asked.

“Mr. Matthew is about to purchase a diamond from this guy” Mike said.

“And what are we going to do then?” Manson asked.

“We are going to buy the diamond” Mike said, smiling and looking at Manson.

“You are crazy, you know that right?” Manson said sarcastically.

One of the wall clocks in Manson's store rang indicating it was evening.

Mike stood up and looked at the clock as it rang and said “well, I guess my time is up, I have to go home”.

“Yeah, see you tomorrow then,” Manson said. He stood up to give Mike, who was already standing, a handshake.

“Alright, but you won't see me tomorrow,” Mike said. He shook Manson's hands and smiled.

“Why?” Manson asked.

“I have something to do” Mike said with a smile on his face.

“Okay….. Okay.. Just be safe, alright?” Manson said.

“Yeah I will,” Mike said.

A customer opened the door and said “hello! Good evening”

“Hello! You are welcome, how can I help you today?” Manson asked the customer, who looks old by putting on an appearance.

Mike silently excused himself out of the store and let Manson continue his business.

Mike got home that evening late, Pearl didn't wake up waiting for him again.

Mike entered the house, and he saw Pearl sitting on the couch, watching TV, everywhere was dead silence, he could only hear the TV audio.

Pearl turned and looked at Mike and didn't say a word. Mike knew that he had done something wrong. “Hey, dear, how are you feeling?” Mike asked, trying to go close to Pearl.

But Pearl didn't answer his question. “Okay I am sorry, I know I messed up, I agree I am late today” Mike said, Mike moved closer to Pearl and he sat beside her.

Mike held her hand gently and said “I am sorry” looking into her eyes as the words came out.

Pearl looked at him and said “alright, I will not be pissed off only if you tell me what made you late?”.

“I was busy, I had a lot of things to do,” Mike said.

“A lot of things, like what?” Pearl asked with seriousness, writing all over her face.

“Let me not lie to you, I have a lot of things to do, this is true and not a lie” Mike said, still looking into Pearl brown eyes.

“It's a lie! You always lie to me! Gosh! Mike! You can't keep lying to me” Pearl said.

“Keep your voice down, you don't want to wake Roy” Mike said, trying to calm down Pearl.

“Don't try to calm me down! I am fed up with you and your secrecracy” Pearl said.

“Please don't say that,” Mike said.

“Do you know that your secret activities that you are not letting me know about can harm me and Roy” Pearl said.

Mike said nothing, “look if we keep going on like this, I will leave you” Pearl said. Pearl stood up and went to bed, Mike sat on the couch speechless.

Pearl stopped and turned and said “Your food is on the table” and Went to bed.

“Thanks, dear,” Mike said, appreciating Pearl but Pearl did not respond to his appreciation.

Mike had his dinner and thought of the plan before he went to bed.

The following day, Manson went to a clothes store and picked up some clothes. He boarded the train in the subway going towards the train stop near his clock store.

Manson got to his stop and onboard the procession. Manson looked at his wrist watch confirming the time and said “thank goodness, still have time to spare”.

Manson adjusted his bag handle and kept on walking. He got out of the subway station, and waited for a taxi, suddenly he received the tap on the shoulder, Manson turned back quickly in fear.

“You scared me!” Manson said, confirming that it was Mike that tap him on the shoulder.

“Sorry about that, I wanted to make an entrance,” Mike said, laughing loudly.

“That is not funny,” Manson said.

“Okay, sorry. What are you doing standing here?” Mike asked.

“I am waiting for a taxi,” Manson said.

“Come on, let us walk down to the store,” Mike said, Manson followed him and they both Trek down to Manson's clock store which was not far from the bus stop.

“You got the stuff?” Mike asked Manson as they walked down to Manson’s clock store.

“Yeah I did,” Manson replied, showing him the bag.

“That is great,” Mike said.

“So what about you?” Manson asked.

“I devised the plan last night although Pearl was mad at me for coming home late,” Mike said.

“Sorry about that, when this is over, you have a normal life,” Manson said.

“Yeah, so let us get to work,” Mike said. Mike and Manson got to the clock store.

“Okay but now?” Manson asked.

“Yeah right now,” Mike said.

“Okay” Manson said. He opened the store.

“Hey Manson!” Mike called out.

“What?” Manson said as he turned back to look at Mike.

Mike showed Manson his wrist watch that he took off Manson's wrist.

“How did you do that?” Manson asked as he snatched his watch off Mike's hands. Mike laughed.

They got into the store, Manson locked the door and put a closed sign. Mike took the bag Manson came with and brought out the clothes dressed up.

“Please remind me, why are you dressing like a cleaner?” Manson asked, staring at Mike as he pulled out a suit from the bag.

“Okay let me go over the plan again?” Mike said, explaining the plan over again.

“Okay I get it”. Manson said. Mike gave him a brown men’s toupee and dark glasses.

“And this is what?” Manson asked. Manson puts on the suit.

“It's a disguise,” Mike replied.

“And why are you not wearing one?” Manson asked. Manson put on the disguise.

“Because I am a cleaner and where is your car?” Mike asked, dressed as a cleaner.

“I sold it” Manson said. Manson was fully dressed as a businessman with a brown toupee and dark glasses.

“Wow!” Mike said.

“Yeah, come on let's go, I will tell you on the way,” Manson said. Mike and Manson left Manson's clock store to carry out Mike's revenge plan.

Mike and Manson got to a jewelry store. Mike gave the mansion a briefcase, Manson entered the store from the front door and Mike entered the store from the back door, where employees passed.

Manson entered the jewelry store a little bit nervous, holding the briefcase. Manson approached the receptionist and said, “Good day, madam, I want to see the owner of this establishment”. Manson requested, with a foreign accent.

“He is busy now” the receptionist replied.

“Tell him it's a big deal or do you want me to take my business elsewhere?” Manson said as he tried to move away from reception, pointing at the door.

“No, Sir,” the receptionist said.

“So where is he?” Manson asked, with a serious look, clutching his briefcase.

The receptionist pointed to an open enclosure, and Manson worked toward the open enclosure. Manson got into the open enclosure and saw Mr. Matthew, formerly known as Officer Matthew, was about to purchase a diamond necklace from the angry man that Mike met on the bus and stole his wallet.

Manson coughed intentionally to get their attention “Sorry about that, my name is Justin” Manson said, introducing himself as Justin.

Mr. Matthew looked at him and said nothing, “Okay Sir, have a seat, my name is Parker” The angry man that Mike met on the bus introduced himself as Parker. Mr. Matthew gave Justin (Manson) a handshake and continued to examine a diamond ring that he was about to spend his investment on and that is Justin's(Manson) target.

Justin (Manson) kept his black briefcase on the floor close to Mr. Matthew's black briefcase. “Sir, what can I do for you?” Mr. Parker asked.

“I want that” Justin (Manson) replied, pointing to the diamond ring that Mr. Matthew was examining.

“My good man, as you can see it is being purchased, please find something else” Mr. Matthew said.

“Okay let us bid for it” Justin (Manson) said. He looked at Mr. Parker to know if he Concords

“That sounds fair, so I start with $100,000,” Mr. Parker said, greedily.

“I will take it for $200,000,” Justin (Manson) said.

Because of Mr. Matthew's love for jewelry, he said “$300,000!”. Justin (Manson) smiled knowningful well he has pricked Mr. Matthew greed.

They kept increasing the bid for the Diamond necklace until Mr. Matthew shouted “$ 1 million!”.

Justin(Manson) withdrew his bid and declared Mr. Matthew the winner and Mr. Parker sold the diamond ring to him. Mr. Matthew took the ring and kept it inside his briefcase and dropped it on the floor, Justin (Manson) switched the briefcases.

Mike, dressed as a cleaner troll by the open enclosure to check on Manson (Justin) Mr. Parker quickly recognized him and shouted “Theif! Theif!!! Stop him!”.