I Am The Richest Man Alive

Chapter Nine - Poor Little Boy.

"Great!" Bruce exclaimed. "You made the choice eventually."

Justin's eyes glinted with rage and disappointment. He bit his lip nervously as he watched Bruce hold Lilly's hand. 

"Lilly, how could you - " Justin stuttered. Until the first streak of tear fell from his eyes, Justin didn't notice how heartbroken he was. "How could you do this to me?" He wailed. 

Lilly smacked her lip, as a flare of guilt flashed through her mind. She had seen him cry and feel broken in the past. But now he wasn't just broken and teary, he looked like he had been ripped off his heart. And he might die of a heart attack real soon. 

"I'm sorry, Justin." Lilly muttered, touching his shoulder. "I know I said I loved you. Believe me, I do. But at this point, I'm helpless too." 

"So you're going to humiliate me and go out with another man just because of a car?" Justin cried, his voice stuck somewhere between rage and remorse. 

"Not just a car Justin. It's my dream car. A Rangerover." Lilly said. Her tone went a bit upbeat when she mentioned 'Rangerover' Maybe it's a thrill that comes from getting something you've always dreamed of. 

"Is that all that matters to you?" Justin cried. "I love you. Don't you know how broke I am that you're leaving me here to go out with this man?" Justin said. 

"She's not leaving you here, dummy. You can't stay here, because you're fired." Bruce shot, his tone reverberating with mockery. 

"Shut your mouth. You bastard!" Justin screamed. He ambled forward and vehemently nudged Bruce's chest. "You caused this. Animal!" 

"Justin don't do that! You're beginning to create a scene." Lilly said. She held Justin back from moving close to Bruce. 

"Oh, you think I'm creating a scene now." He yelled. Tears rolled down his cheeks and his voice sounded pale and airy. "I wasn't creating a scene when I begged you to give me some time, and I'll buy you a car. I wasn't creating a scene when this bastard injured me. You saw it, but you said nothing. But now he bought you a car and now I'm going to watch another man take my wife out on a date. And you tell me that I'm creating a scene?" Justin wept, still trying to hit Bruce. 

Lilly felt a surge of guilt wash through her. But that's not enough reason to give up the thrill of driving her dream car. 

Justin was beginning to get violent and Bruce wasn't having it. Regardless, he was bent on mocking Justin. Even with the last fleck of breath in his nostrils. 

"Calm your nerves, little poor boy," Bruce said, adjusting the collar of his suit. "I was going to give you back your job. But because of this shit you just did," he said, with the condition of his threat hanging in the air like a challenge. "You'd remain jobless for the rest of your life." 

"Fuck you and your job!" Justin screamed, swiping out his middle finger. "Go to hell." 

"Sure I will go to hell, but," Bruce paused, he grabbed Lilly's hand and kissed the back of her palm. "I'd go have lunch with your wife first," Bruce said. He pulled Lilly closer and shoved her fragile hand beneath his armpit. 

"You're so wicked." Justin cried. 

"Next time, learn to respect wealth and class. Guess who's laughing now." Bruce said. He walked out of the building with Lilly, leaving Justin to wallow in solitude. 

Justin's heart ripped into shreds as he watched Bruce walk away with his wife. His limp went numb and as he peered at the floor - void of strength. He gripped his shirt tightly as tears trickled down his face. All that crept into his heart was how he was going to make Bruce pay for humiliating him.

Justin veered around and still caught the eyes of the ladies at the reception. This time, they're not laughing at him, instead, guilt and pity rained bells and whistles on their faces. Justin swept them off in a gaze and stormed out of the building. 

Justin walked down the block, still unable to stop the tears from flowing. Occasionally, the distorted honks and noise from cars zooming off on the streets crept into his thoughts. 

Justin paused. An idea struck him. 

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.