Benhardt observed Ric's countenance towards him was beginning to fall, he pressed his lips in a thin line and managed a plain smile that didn't get to his eyes.Benhardt could barely comprehend why Ric was unwilling to forgive his father and identify fully as his son leaving behind wretched wanna be people like Alessandro."Young Man!" The manager scolded Ric but before he could charge towards him with a raised hand, Frank side stepped and blocked his path while Benhardt immediately held up his hand to him.Ric looked at Benhardt with disdain and Benhardt knew he had overstayed his welcome, he initially planned to teach Alessandro and the manager a lesson for daring to talk Ric down but at the time, he knew that any public action he took was only going to kindle Ric's anger towards him so he did nothing. "The young man is in his right," Benhardt declared calmy and slumped his shoulders disappointed that he could not prevail to defend his young master.The same person that he could
"I'll be in the car." Frank could not bare to see Ric humiliated since he was allowed to take no action.Frank was slightly disappointed but Gordon wasn't.“My complete outfit cost three thousand dollars all put together. What do you mean?” Gordon said proudly.Alessandro and the manager laughed. “You know what I mean? That you are proud about poverty!” The smile wiped off Gordon’s face when Alessandro scoffed.“I hope you can find your way out.” The manager finally said as he snapped his fingers at their faces.Ric wasn’t having it. “Why are you doing this? Why? We are harmless. We only came to buy clothes, nothing else. Why then are you doing this?” He asked frustratingly.Ric was trying his best to maintain his composure for the sake of his friends.“He still doesn’t understand, does he?” The manager chuckled, looking at Alessandro who nodded at him smiling sheepishly.“You don’t understand. You entering this place was a mistake. You all cannot afford it. I am a straightforward pe
“Where are your shopping bags?” Frank came out of the car, surprised to see their empty hands.“We weren’t allowed to buy the designer suits that we wanted.” Gordon muttered in a low tone as he banged the car door closed.“Let’s head out to somewhere we can cool our heads.” Damon said to Frank while Ric got into the backseat beside Gordon.Everyone who was enthusiastic about buying from the exclusive store had gone, drained of their excitement.Damn Alessandro for ruining their plans!Frank drove to the nearest cafe where the friends could chill out and figure out what to do next. He understood perfectly well what they had gone through in that store.“I hope we don’t get bashed here like earlier.” Gordon muttered as they stepped into the exclusive restaurant.This restaurant was also one of the popular ones in the city, known for the best tastes and exclusive food etiquette.The friends picked an exclusive table. “What do you want, sirs?” One of their female attendees came forward to
“I’m glad you could see that they are only a bunch of trouble.” Alessandro told the manager.Even after Ric and his friends were gone, Alessandro still felt the need to drive his point deep and make it clear that Ric should not be allowed to shop here even in his absence. The manager smiled. “Of course. Not everyone can afford to buy from us. They can’t be as exclusive as you are, Mr. Alessandro.” They shook hands once again.“Have they been here before though?” Alessandro asked, referring to Ric and his friends who had already left the store.The manager quickly shook his head, doing a brief scan through his brain.“Them? No, not at all. This is the first time I have seen them here, and I guarantee that it will be the last,” he said.Alessandro smiled, he liked the assurancehe got, it meant that his point was well understood and would be implemented even in his absence. “That is great,” Alessandro muttered underneath his breath content. He had always wanted to show Ric that he was
"Sir, Good day Boss." He stumbled over his words. "Don't call me Boss, I am not your boss. Answer the fucking question if you want to keep your job.""An important man did come to the store but—"The man cut him off.The caller knew he was going to mistake who he was referring to for Benhardt so he stopped him."He came with his friends and what did you do?" The manager’s eyes widened twice their size when he heard that.If this strange man was talking about the one who had just left a few minutes ago, it should be those poor people that he had bashed about not being able to afford their exclusive services.Were they the ones this man is talking about? It couldn’t be!“Sir, there has been no important guest here today come here with his friends. I’m afraid I don’t know what you are talking about. If there were important guests, I would be informed about it, and I would have attended to them myself. I’m sorry, sir, but you made the wrong call,” the manager denied it.It was easier for
“Please, sir. I beseech you to return with me to the store.” the manager said in a pleading tone, almost going on his knees while Ric and his friends stared at him.Didn't he just send them out of the store just now? Why is he back, wailing for them to return to the store?Ric’s glance returned to the cup of coffee before him, he sipped and tapped his fingers on the table gently, ignoring the man before him.When the man sensed Ric’s ignorance, he fell to his knees, crawling to Ric side. He grabbed Ric by his feet and cried. “Master I'm sorry for being stupid earlier. I was drunk and mistakingly chased you out of the store when I wasn’t supposed to do that.”Ric raised his brow and pursed his lips into a thin line before saying. “Please let go of my legs.”The manager shook his head. “No sir, unless you follow me back to the store.” “I don't want to,” Ric replied to him.“Please forgive me, Sir. My family's survival depends on me.” he sobbed. “My daughter is sick, my father has leuke
“Hmm…” the designer breathed in heavily and looked at the manager.“Chase him out.” “He wouldn't dare!” Alessandro said.The manager seeing that he was caught in between the two young men decided to use his senses. He can't annoy Alessandro as he is from a wealthy family and his father might withdraw his membership card, on the other hand, the designer if provoked might not want to interact with their store.He might even convinced other designers not to partner with the stores so he cleared his throat.“Sir, you're our special client and so is him. If I chase him out I might lose my job. Please try to understand me and not put me in a tightened situation.”The designer became quiet as he took his phone and scribbled on it before dropping it back in his pocket.Silence engulfed the air except for the small muttering that emanated from the designer as he conversed with Ric.Not long after a new man walked in and stopped in the middle of the store introducing himself.The manager’s ear
Alex walked out of the exclusive shop angry and embarrassed. How could this happen? Why was Ric given a preferential treatment over him? For all he knows, Ric was nothing but a poor church rat, where did he get the money to be able to afford the clothes sold at the store?His entire face was red with fury and his fists were clenched as he blew off steams from his ears."Until you pay the outstanding balance you owe, you're not going to be allowed into the building, Mr. Alex." The words of the new manager who had walked in that moment rang continuously in his head. "What the heck was going on?" He asked confused and walked over to his car parked outside the building. He pulled the door open and slid into the driver's seat. Alex wanted to shout, he had just gotten a premium firsthand embarrassment but he could do nothing. He had to keep his cool and just leave the place.He threw an angry gaze toward the building he'd just vacated and cursed under his breath. He should be the one bein