IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR

CHAPTER FIVE

The following day Victor decided to celebrate his newfound wealth by taking his mother Mrs Yvonne for a shopping spree at an opulent and expensive boutique named "Elysium Elegance." Which was located in the heart of the city of Glenville.

It was a famous infrastructure, known for its opulence and granduer, and he thought it would be the perfect place to upgrade his wardrobe and that of his mom.

As he and his mother approached the boutique, it's exterior was a solid confirmation of luxury and class.

Elysium Elegance was a sight to behold. The storefront was adorned with gleaming glass windows which showcased the latest fashion trends in meticulously arranged displays.

Lush, and perfectly manicured flowerbeds beautified the frontage. Their however vibrant colours where a contrast of the pristine white colouring of this boutique.

Above the entrance, a grand marquee displayed this lush boutique's name in an elegant and glittering light that shimmered in the sunlight.

They pushed the entrance doors which were made in brass open, and immediately, they were greeted with a cool and scented air.

The interior of Elysium Elegance was equally breathtaking, even more breathtaking than the exterior as usual.

Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a soft, golden glow over its extravagant and opulent surroundings.

Different racks of designer clothing were lined on the walls. Each piece was meticulously arranged like a work of art.

Plush velvet sofas and chairs were strategically placed for weary shoppers to rest while sipping on complementary champagne.

Mirrors that seemed to stretch endlessly, made evident the beauty and luxury of this opulent boutique, hereby creating a sense of grandeur.

This boutique was a haven of style and sophistication, a real touch of class, and a place where fashion dreams came to life.

Victor and his mother were instantly transported into a world of opulence as they were about to embark on their shopping adventure in this lush boutique that had a touch of class.

As Victor and his mother stepped further into the exquisite and limitless world of 'Elysium Elegance' they could'nt help but notice the scornful and disdainful glances coming from both customers and staffs alike.

Their attire which was purely modest now seemed to label them as outsiders in this realm of affluence.

Well dressed customers, draped in designer labels shot debasing and condescending looks at their direction, with their gazes seemingly questioning how this pair in cheap clothing, had managed to breach the gates of opulence.

Even the impeccably dressed staff members, with their polished manners and designer uniforms, could'nt hide their thinly veiled contempt as Victor and his mother roamed through the store.

As they made their way towards the racks of clothing, a pair of imposing security personnel approached them.

The guards, clad in dark suits and earpieces, blocked their path. Their expressions were a mixture of amusement and bemusement.

One of the security personnel who was a tall man with a stoic face, cleared his throat. "Can we help you both?"

Victor looked uncomfortable, and he exchanged a puzzled glance with his mother before replying. "We are here to purchase some clothes."

This response seemed to amuse the imposing security guards, and their shared a private chuckle that was just loud enough for Victor and his mother to bear.

It was a subtle, mocking laughter that sent a clear message: they were out of their context and element, as far as this place was concerned.

Nonetheless, Victor and his mother held their heads high, determined not to be discouraged by the judgemental stares and the amused security personnel.

As Victor and his mother stood inside 'Elysium Elegance' their discomfort grew.

The scornful stares continued, and they could practically feel the judgement and scorn weighing them down.

The security personnel then stepped forward, his voice laced with mockery. "Excuse me," he began, addressing Victor and his mother, "I am sorry but, I couldn't help but notice your cheap and modest attire. Take a look around this boutique, notice the surroundings and the calibre of people that are here, don't you think that this boutique is a bit larger than your pocket?"

The other security security personnel chimed in, suggesting an alternative. "That is is very true. I mean there are lots of cheaper and presumably more affordable and pocket friendly boutique's for people of your class in this city." He began.

"That is true." His colleague nodded in concurrence.

"There is 'Graceful Attire' 'Chic Trends' and 'Sally Wears' You should go there." He continued

Despite the suggestion, the first security decided to be harsh and push the humiliation further. He leaned closer to Victor and is mother and quipped, "I hope you two do not plan to steel anything from this boutique? We cannot have paupers causing trouble here."

Victor and his mother felt their faces burn with embarrassment due to what the security personnel had just said.

They had come to Elysium Elegance to celebrate his newfound wealth with his mom, but instead, both of them were lambasted with humiliation and scorn.

Despite the insults and condescending remarks, Victor held onto his dignity, determined not to let the condescending and hurtful remarks of this security personnels to deter him from embracing the life he had suddenly found himself in.

With time, the humiliation was almost too much for Victor to bear. He felt a surge of anger, his fists involuntarily clenching in response to the insulting remarks from the security personnel.

He glanced at his mother, who wore a worried expression, and realised that he couldn't let his emotions get the better of him.

The security personnel seemed to notice the tension in Victor's posture and he took it as an opportunity for further mockery.

The tall and imposing guard, who spoke first, approached Victor, his gaze was locked onto Victor's clenched fists.

He put up a sardonic smile and said, "Is there a problem here? You seem to have your fists ready for something. Or is it for me?"

Victor took a deep breath, fighting the urge to retaliate physically. He looked at his mother, who silently pleaded for him to stay calm.

With great effort, he managed to say, "I am sorry if I seemed tense. Mymom and I are here to shop, that is all."

The security personnel didn't seem satisfied with Victor's as apology and stepped even closer to Victor, their faces inches apart. "You better watch yourself," The security guard warned, his voice dripping with condescension.

Just as the situation was getting heated up between the two, a well dressed gentleman who had been observing the entire scene intervened.

He approached the security personnels and said firmly, "Gentlemen, there is no need for this. If this young man and his mother have the means to shop here, let them be. You know as well as I do that they could sue you for trampling on their rights and even claim damages."

The security personnels exchanged glances, realising that they had overstepped their bounds.

With reluctant nods, they stepped aside, allowing Victor and his mother to go about their shopping.

Though Victor's anger still simmered within him, he knew he had to maintain his composure.

He was determined to celebrate his newfound wealth with his mother and he wouldn't let anyone ruin that for him and his mom.

With a final glance at the security personnel, he proceeded deeper into the luxurious boutique, determined to make the most of their shopping experience.