Marcus Hamilton Trillionaire In Disguise

Chapter 7

Everyone was shocked at that very moment. Why would he allow the thief to go freely? He should have teach him some lessons. The manager recognized the card; it's a card specifically made for a certain top family. He looked from head to toe, and the man in front of him didn’t seem like someone who possessed such massive wealth; he looked so ordinary. The security utters

“Sir, I think he must have stolen this card; that must have been the reason he can't use the card. The real owner must have blocked the card; they should call the police right away.” 

The manager was still gazing at Marcus. Rumor had it that the coming of the new heir was unknown, but all the information about him was unknown; nobody knew or had seen him; they didn't know what he looked like, and no one outside had heard about the news. The manager thought that if the man possessed this kind of card and dared to use it, then probably he was the heir. Though it was just a possibility, he would rather not take a risk. He must be careful about the matter and don't lose what he has worked so hard for over the years. If his guess was right that he's rich, and he's the heir, that would mean he has already made a good impression of himself towards the master, but if he was mistaken that he's just a no-body, or he stole the card, it's a risk he's willing to take. He should take this risk to make a good impression of himself towards the master.

The manager bowed and handed the card back.

“You can try the card again if you want, sir, or you can leave with the clothes if you want to.”

Some of the customers who were watching what was being done at that moment couldn't believe what they were seeing, so they started to whisper to themselves.

“How is this possible? Why is the manager so respectful to someone who wanted to steal from his store? He's so mind-blowing.”

the other utters.

“I take he's just playing mind games with him; soon he will drop his guard, thinking the manager is with him, and then he will strike.”

“You are right; that is what is going to happen.”

said the other as all of them watched how everything was going to unfold. Marcus thinks about what happened earlier: he wanted to buy all of this for his wife and Ivy; there is no need for all of this again; she shamelessly left him behind and went away with another man. After everything they have been through, he faces the manager; he seems like a responsible man; he might understand his satiation and let him go.

“I apologize for this inconvenience I might have caused you; I don't see the need to buy these clothes anymore.”

He apologized to the manager for the inconvenience.

“No problem; before you leave, wait and let the sales representatives check if all the clothes are in good condition.”

“okay”

Marcus utters It seems the manager is a top professional at what he does, and he's going to reward him when he has settled down. The sales representatives checked the clothes one at a time, and everything was in good condition." “Sir, everything is fine.”

The manager nods his head.

“You can go now.”

He knows he went overboard not to question Marcus about the card, but after all his years of working here, this is the third time he's seen such a card. It's not fake or stolen, or something to tell him, order-wise. The manager's action left a good expression after him. The security guard was disappointed; he still didn't understand what the manager saw in the commoner that could make him let him go freely. What if the owner of that card decides to show up and he or she is from a top family? Every one of them is getting sacked for not following due process, which is something he doesn't want.

Marcus got out of the JSK shopping mall and entered a taxi. He was going home, he said to the driver.

“Please, can I charge my phone in your car? My battery is dead.”

“No problem, sir.”

The driver responded. Marcus plugged his phone into the USB car charger. After some minutes, his phone was back to life. He received a message immediately saying,

[The restriction on his card is lifted.]

Marcus's account is immediately restricted again as the card was used for the first time. He was still staring at the message, at that moment he got a call from his butler, he answered the phone.

“Hello”

“Young master, I have been trying to get in touch with you. I hope you're alright.”

“Yes, I'm fine, but why was my card restricted?”

Robert's eyes open a little bit on his side. How dare they restrict the young master card? Someone must pay the price for not doing his job properly, he says.

“Young master, I'm sorry. Give me one minute. Let me call for the sack of the useless bank manager. He's incompetent.”

“Just make sure my card is working fine.”

Marcus ended the call with a few second pass. Marcus got another message.

[The restriction on your card is lifted permanently.]

followed with another message, but it was from Robert.

[Master, please manage the money. Your supreme card of 100 billion dollars will be delivered very soon.] Marcus doesn't know if he's going to laugh or cry. What Hazel did earlier was still fresh in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the better and more frustrated he became. Marcus squeezed his fists hard when he got home. Hazel is going to explain the meaning of that nonsense he saw earlier to his face. Marcus got home and came down from the taxi. His fists were still squeezed hard and angrily entered the compound, only to see Penelope had packed all of his belongings out.