Rightfully Mine:All Belongs To Nathan Snyder

Green or red

The first saleslady was the first to speak up and shame Damon " I was right! People like you are one of the problems of the world. It's better for you to leave now before I call security to throw you out"

It was just then Damon remembered that he used the wrong pin. He had gotten used to his previous card where his pin was Ambrose's birthday

"Can you try it one more time? I think I used the wrong pin" Damon asked

The first saleslady snapped " Why? So you can keep wasting our time? I see what you're doing. You came here to steal"

The second saleslady butted in "Precisely. If I hadn't tailed him earlier, he'd have stolen all those clothes. People like you should rot in jail. Someone, call the cops"

Damon clenched his jaws. What nonsense were they saying? He wasn't scared at the mention of the cops, all he felt was anger. He was being dragged in the mud because of what he was putting on. He saw how the staff treated the other wealthy people who came there to shop

While he was being belittled and scoffed at.

"Try the card one more time, if it doesn't go through, then you can do as you wish" Damon suppressed his anger and said.

The second saleslady scoffed " Go ahead. You can only stall for a little while. The cops will be here in no time"

Damon inputted his pin into the machine and waited. Everyone that was watching had their eyes pinned on the machine, waiting for what colour it would show. Green or red!

It was only the two salesladies that weren't looking. They were so sure he had little to no money in that fake black card

Suddenly, the card turned green, indicating that the transaction was a success. A smile found its way to Damon's face while the two salesladies eyes almost fell off

Damon didn't say anything. He looked at the two salesladies in a disdainful manner

"He really is a wealthy person in disguise. The two staff that disrespected him should drill a hole below and jump into it. Don't they know the power a black card owner has?"

"I know, right? He was able to pay for everything he bought. That's an utter slap to their faces"

" I have marked their faces in my mind. If by chance I come across the owner of this boutique, I'll express my displeasure about them to their boss"

Both salesladies already had their legs trembling. They fell to their knees and began to beg

"We're really sorry. I didn't intend to say all those things. It was a slip of the tongue. Please, overlook my misbehaviour"

" Yes, yes, please. We were just taking extra precautions for safety, so-"

" So what? So I don't steal anything? People like you are what's wrong with the world" Damon gave them a suppressing look

Before anyone could say anything else, a voice sounded from the door "What's going on here?"

Everybody turned to the door. There was a woman with an outstanding beauty standing with her Chanel bag hanging over her shoulder. Behind her were two bodyguards dressed in the same outfit.

The two salesladies began to sweat profusely when they saw the woman

" No, nothing is happening here" They immediately got off her knees and tried to cover up what was going on.

Damon was a little shocked at the coincidence of Mrs Evans coming to the same boutique he was. He didn't know how to face her, since he was sure her daughter, Ella noticed his displeasure towards her and most probably have told her mother about it

Mrs Evans walked steadily to Damon and looked at the staff like they were ants that were about to get crushed

"If you know who is standing before you, you wouldn't have dared treat him in that manner" She placed her hand on Damon's shoulder and smiled at him before she turned to face the salesladies " Pack your things and leave. Find a job elsewhere "

She gestured to her bodyguards to go and take the things Damon had bought and then told Damon to follow her. She turned deaf ears to the salesladies who were sobbing and begging her to give them second chances

Damon stopped at the entrance and turned back. He spoke up arrogantly " Get on your knees and kowtow, thrice" He held three fingers up

The saleslady remembered what she had said earlier. She gulped in embarrassment and kowtowed to Damon thrice

It was only after she was done that he left with Mrs Evans

When they got outside the boutique, Damon said "Thanks"

"It's nothing. Ella owns that boutique. If they knew who you are to their boss, they wouldn't have dared treat you like that. Besides, what's hers is yours"

Damon looked away and pretended not to understand what her words meant. He checked the time on the phone and realised it was long past the time he was supposed to meet his boss.

"I have to be somewhere right now. We'll see some other time" Damon told Mrs Evans and prepared to leave, but stopped midway when he heard her reply "I know, that's why I'm here. You asked to meet up, is anything the problem, Damon?"

Damon steps froze. He looked at Mrs Evans in horror. It took him a few minutes before he recovered from his shock. When he did, he asked for them to talk in a private place.

They went into Mrs Evans's car.

" Getting married to your daughter wasn't in our agreement. I'm only here to clear that" Damon sat at the farthest distance he could from Mrs Evans.

" I can't tell you all I need you to do at once. I'll give you my orders when the time arises. Now that you've realised you're Ella's fiance, it's only logical for you to prepare your mind to get married to her in the near future" Mrs Evans replied nonchalantly. As if she was merely asking someone to peel an orange for her

" She's Nathan's fiancé, not mine"

"You are Nathan! And you will get married to Ella" Mrs Evans raised her voice a little but regained her composure in no time "I'm being very lenient with you, Damon. I can be very scary, don't test my patience. It will take me nothing much to put an end to you."

She gave him a sly smile "If you don't want anything to happen to Ambrose, do as you're told"

Damon balled his fists so hard his knuckles turned white. His veins bulged out. He hated to put Ambrose in harm's way. If anything he's learnt was that Mrs Evans was a dangerous woman.

In response to Damon's silence, she smiled and said "I thought so"

Damon got out of the car and went to his own car. Mrs Evans's bodyguards already put his things in there

His grip on the steering wheel tightened. He had unintentionally put a chain rope around his neck and given someone else the handle.

Since things had gotten to this level, there was only one he could do

Fill the space of Nathan properly. Grow his power and wealth until he had enough to break free from Mrs Evans's shackles. Build his empire

He would build everything to the top.

Damon decided to talk to Margaret or his grandpa once he got home. So he could take everything from his uncle and take charge of the companies

After all, everything rightfully belongs to Nathan Snyder