CHOSEN AS THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR

MARCUS' THREATS

“Make sure their faces, names and ID are printed and distributed to every store in the building.” Ellis instructed the manager of the store  who was nodding vigorously.

Emily and Jordan still stood in one place, watching the whole scene unfold. They knew Ellis as wretched and poor, how could he have a black card and spend so much money right in front of them? They were still gawking when four security staff came to disrupt the shock that sent them reeling, by grabbing their arms. 

"Don't touch me! Do you know who my father is? I will sue for harassment and assault." Emily protested and wiggled under the hold of the two security staff that held onto each of her arms. 

"You heard the Young master. You have to be thrown out of this place right away. He owns the building now so he can do what he wants and he wants you both out of his property. He can sue you for trespassing as well." one of the security staff said. 

"I cannot believe that an imposter can come here and begin to tell you guys what to do," Jordan sneered. He looked at Ellis who had stopped to watch the spectacle going on in the boutique.

He wanted to witness the humiliation of Emily and Jordan, just like they had humiliated him several times before without mercy. This was just a taste of his revenge on them and he had to admit, it felt good to have power. 

"You will not get away with this," Jordan said to Ellis. 

Ellis only laughed but did not give him a reply. He did not think that Jordan was worth replying at this point. The security staff did not waste any more time listening to Emily and Jordan's protests anymore, and held them strongly and threw them out of the boutique. Emily and Jordan came landing on their asses outside the boutique and creating a scene as people were outside and could see what was happening. Emily turned red with embarrassment as pictures and videos of them were taken. Jordan turned to shout at them to stop recording but the crowd still continued. No one wanted to miss the drama.

Ellis walked past them to get in his car. He saw Emily and Jordan cleaning themselves up. As if to punctuate the drama that was already going on, their eyes widened as guards came running to open his door for him.  The car he was driving made their jaws drop in shock. Even Jordan’s father couldn’t afford to drive that type of expensive car. Just some days ago, Ellis was too poor to afford lunch at school, and here he was, getting into one of the most expensive cars in the world. Their tiny brains just couldn’t comprehend how his reality just changed all of a sudden. Ellis's car drove off and he went to another expensive boutique across the town to get his favourite type of sneakers.

In the boutique, the management and staff treated him with utmost respect, even though he was still wearing his old and tattered clothes. This was so because the news of what happened at the first boutique where Ellis had gone to make his first purchase, had spread like wildfire across the city. The manager of the first boutique had told other managers in the business to be careful so as to be able to avoid being reported to Mr Cyrus Royale for mistreating Ellis. Pictures and videos of Emily and Jordan’s humiliation were trending as well.

"Welcome sir!" The receptionist greeted Ellis, a tad bit too excited and respectful. The tone from the now smiling receptionist made Ellis wonder why he had not been insulted yet. He was always insulted because of his tattered clothes and here he was with those same clothes, but not getting any insults. Guess the money in your account mattered more than the clothes you have on. Power speaks louder than accessories. He asked to see their most expensive shoes from all his favourite brands. Before now, he could never afford to buy even one pair of these shoes, but now, he could buy the whole store of them.

"Please sit a while, so that I can call on someone to take you around the store for a maximal and better experience." The receptionist smiled, pointing at some seats opposite where she stood to attend to customers. 

"Okay," Ellis said and sat down. But just as Ellis sat down, another man came in and talked a while with the receptionist.

The man left angrily because of whatever the receptionist said to him. Ellis noticed that the grace with which she addressed him, was absent in how she addressed the man that came after him. It made him wonder why. After all, the man was even more better dressed than Ellis was. He shrugged. Nothing really concerned him, he didn’t hear their conversation anyway. But what he did not know was that the receptionist had told the man that no one was allowed into the store until Ellis was done shopping. Ellis was their VIP client so other clients had to wait and the man was furious which was why he stormed off instead of waiting.

Soon enough, an attendant came and took Ellis to the area for sneakers. The attendant showed Ellis around, helping him find what he was looking for, and rolling his trolley for him. After a lot of denim and sneakers purchase, Ellis decided to buy tuxedos for official events, in the case of their happening. He asked the attendant to take him to the area for tuxedos. 

"We do not sell tuxedos here, sir, but I can direct you to the best tuxedo selling store in the city." The attendant who was rolling his trolley said. 

"Okay. Let us go to the counter so that I can pay for these." 

Ellis and the attendant went to the counter where Ellis paid for everything with his black card. Everything he bought cost a total of ninety million dollars, and it was nothing compared to the amount that still sat pretty in Ellis's account. His goods were packaged in designer bags and carried out for him into his car. 

After all of his shopping, Ellis was back at the Royale mansion in the evening. Upon getting back home, he was met with tons of gifts from Mr Cyrus who had also done some shopping for Ellis. It was a way of surprising him and also telling him that he could spend as much money as he wanted. Ellis's car was already over pouring with designer bags filled with his goods from shopping, and he was receiving more from Mr Cyrus. He could not contain his joy, and went to hug the smiling Mr Cyrus. 

"Thank you sir, thank you so much!" Ellis said, genuinely grateful for all that he had received. 

"You are welcome, my son. You should get used to this very quickly, as this will become the norm from now."

"Yes, sir," Ellis said happily. 

"You don’t have to call me sir. I understand that calling me father so soon may be hard for you, but at least call me by my name. I have also heard some rumours but I want to hear directly from you, what happened at that boutique?" 

"Not really sir," Ellis said, trying to make light of the situation. "I was told rude stuff at first, but after I proved to them that I was a Royale by buying the boutique, they began to respect me again."

"Okay," Mr Cyrus smiled, "you don't have to prove yourself to anybody, my dear. But now that you have, make sure to make good use of the property you bought for your own profit, okay? The building is a valuable asset. I’ll teach you more about business as time goes on so you can take over as CEO of my company as soon as you graduate." 

"Okay." Ellis said with a smile. 

"You may go up and get freshened. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes."

"Yes, sir."

"Ahem!" Mr Cyrus cleared his throat as a reminder and Ellis laughed.

“I mean, yes Mr Cyrus.”

Mr Cyrus laughed. "Good. It’s not the best but at least it’s better than sir." 

Ellis happily left his new father's presence and made for his room. But when he got to the hallway and away from Mr Cyrus's sight, he met with Marcus, Mr Cyrus's first son. 

"Where do you think you are going to?" He asked Ellis scornfully, while blocking his way. 

"To my room?" Ellis looked at him. 

"What room? Do you have a room here? Don't you know that you have no place here in the Royale mansion? You’re just a street rat trying to reap where he didn’t sow." Marcus sneered.

"What do you mean by that?" Ellis asked. 

"Go back to the streets where you came from, you impostor. You think pretending to be a good person and buying my father's heart with your cheap antics can get you a place here? You lie. You better take your new gifts and go start a life somewhere else." 

"Marcus, what is this about?" 

"Oh! You want to know what this is about, right?"

"Yes, tell me. I’ve done nothing to offend you, have I?"

"My siblings and I want you to leave this mansion right away because you are nothing but an impostor and a low life." Marcus declared. 

Ellis chuckled. "Lowlife? Yes, I used to be a lowlife, but not anymore. Not since Mr Cyrus who is now my father found me. I will not banter words with you, Marcus. But I will tell you this: snap back to reality and accept everything that is going on, because our father has made his choice and there is nothing you can do about it." Ellis said and walked out on Marcus. 

Hearing Ellis call his father ‘our father,’ made Marcus so angry and rigid with wrath, that he snapped his fingers after Ellis and vowed under his breath,

"I’ll make you regret ever setting foot in this house."