Dario expected to have his card handed back to him and a “Thank you for your patronage.”, indicating that the transaction was successful but instead, it was the complete opposite. This only meant one thing; Dario’s card was declined.Brian and Amelia immediately burst into laughter. And so did the other customers. They were right. This purported pauper couldn’t afford the outfits. He had successfully wasted their time. They were right all along.What were they even thinking when they gave him the benefit of doubt for a moment?Amelia crossed her arms in front of her chest with her head held up high, feeling very proud of herself. The shrill voices of the other customers started to resonate across the mall.“That guy is so shameless. I mean, it’s okay to be poor, why did he bother when he couldn’t afford it?”“You’re right, didn’t he look at himself in the mirror before deciding to come to a place as prestigious as this?”“Well, there are so many of his kind nowadays. They think it’s
“Is there a problem?” Dario frowned.Even with being a manager of the Galleria shopping mall for years, Gerald had never seen a customized card. As far as he knew, customized cards were only owned by about five people in the entire country. Even owners of top businesses didn’t own customized cards. So who was this man? Studying the appearance of Dario, he found it hard to believe that he owned the card. He was about to confront Dario and accuse him of probably stealing the card, when he remembered something vital; For two days now, there had been rumors about a mysterious son of Lord Reynolds. ‘Yes! that’s why the name rang a bell.’ Could the young man be the son of Lord Reynolds?At this point, Amelia and Brian were getting impatient with Gerald’s reaction. They were sure that Gerald was going to teach Dario a lesson after hearing about how much of a dimwit he was, but why wasn’t he doing anything yet? Gerald’s hands began to grow sweaty and the goosebumps on his body grew more ev
Gerald’s hands slowly clenched into a fist. As the seconds passed, the tips of his fingers bore deeper into his palms. He looked down trying to fight the urge not to lash out. A voice in Gerald’s head began, “Did you really think this young man was Lord Reynolds’ son? Even after looking at him? How could you have been that dense?”The voice continued, “He’s probably one of his servants that stole his credit card and decided to come and quickly lavish the money on expensive items. I’m sure the latter asked the bank to block the card when he realized it was missing or why else wouldn’t it be working?” “I thought you were smarter than this.”As the voice kept speaking, Gerald’s anger kept multiplying. He was biting his lips so hard that his teeth almost delved into them.His head was still down and his fists still clenched against the table. It took him so much energy to suppress the anger. He muttered to himself, “Gerald, you can’t lash out now or else, this thief will know you’ve cau
“Don’t you dare cuff my young master!!” “What the hell is happening here?!”The direct order caught the attention of everyone including Gerald and the police. Gerald looked to see where the order came from and was bewildered by the sight he met. The first thing he saw was Sir Bruce storming through the entrance into the shopping mall. Past Bruce, Gerald caught the glance of several large luxurious cars such as Lincoln continental sedans and Mercedes-Benz S-class models driving past and stopping at the front of the mall. About five bodyguards kitted in well tailored black suits and black shades were following behind Bruce one after another. They moved with calculated precision each carrying a sleek, black suitcase in their hands. The weight of the cases seemed to add to their imposing stature, hinting at the formidable contents hidden within. Of course, Gerald recognized sir Bruce, that’s his late boss’s butler. But wait, sir Bruce just called this young man his young master. Or di
The cab drove through the large gold gates of the Elite estate agency as Dario admired his surroundings. This place was indeed beautiful.“Two dollars and ten cents, sir.”Dario paid the cab driver and went into the tall building. “Good day ma’am. I’m here to buy a house, I’d like to make enquiries about the estates and the process.” Dario said to the receptionist at the front desk.“Welcome to Elite estate agency sir. Please hold on,” she went through the computer on her desk and placed a call through with the table phone, “…alright, thank you.” she said after conversing with the receiver and dropped the phone. “Sir, please have your seat over there. An agent will be here to attend to you as soon as possible,” she informed Dario who then went to take a seat. After a short moment, one of the agents came out. “Good day sir, I’m Raymond. I’ll be your agent, please come with me.”Dario then followed him into a shared office for agents, where clients were met and consultation were cond
“I’m extremely sorry, young master! Please forgive me!” Drea apologized to Dario, lowering his head in reverence.After Drea and Cooper left earlier, Dario felt a sense of familiarity with Drea’s name. He thought he’d seen the name somewhere on the list of the kingdoms under the Persian empire and their rulers that Bruce showed him at the mansion. So, he called Bruce to confirm whether he was right or not and if it was Cooper’s father.It turned out Drea kingdom was one of the kingdoms under the Persian empire and it was ruled by Drea Martins; Cooper’s father.The Persian empire earned its title as an empire for a reason. Once a mere kingdom, but over the years, have fought, wared and claimed possession of the defeated kingdoms, ultimately solidifying its status as an empire. Once upon a time, Drea kingdom, formerly called Denmark kingdom, became one of these kingdoms.Dario then informed Bruce about the situation. Thank goodness he always carried his cellular phone around even if it
As Dario made his requests, Drea handed over the agency magazine to him to show him the particular house he wanted , “Here’s the agency magazine and listing for the available properties for sale and rent. Please make your choice, sir.”Dario then pointed to both of the houses he chose earlier. Both houses featured stucco exteriors, tile roofs, and wrought iron details. From the pictures, they had spacious interiors with high ceilings, arched doorways, and terracotta tile floors. The Outdoor living spaces had courtyards, terraces, and swimming pools.“I’d love both of them, please,” he requested politely.“Actually, the policy of our agency regarding Sunset Manor stipulates that only one house may be allotted…” “Yeah, yeah I know about the policy. I was hoping you could bend the policy… for me…” Dario interrupted.“Ple- ” Before Dario could complete his sentence, Drea abruptly cut him, “I’ll make the exception, sir. Whatever you need!” Drea knew Dario was about to say please. The you
“I’ll have Bruce bring cash to make the payments for the houses by tomorrow. Thank you Drea.” Dario said before preparing to leave. Drea immediately stood up, bowing in reverence to Dario, “It was my pleasure, Sir. We’ll be happy to welcome you here anytime.” Before Dario could step out, Cooper chimed in, “Thank you for coming, young master. Allow me the honor of seeing you off, sir.” He really had to speak with Dario.Drea was about to object when Dario responded, “No problem.”Dario and Drea exchanged pleasantries once again before Dario finally left with Cooper. “You know you didn’t have to see me off,” Dario said when they got outside, “or you have insults left to unleash on me?”“No, no. I’d never insult you, young master,” Cooper answered nervously, rubbing his sweaty palms on his trouser repeatedly.‘Of course you wouldn’t.’ Dario mouthed to himself, smiling faintly. “So, why did you offer to see me off?”Cooper hesitated for a moment before clearing his throat. “Sir, I... I