CHAPTER TWELVE

Inside the mall, the ladies were still in disbelief over what had just happened in front of them.

"What did you do to the man that made him give us such an amount of money?" one of them inquired from the receptionist. She was also the same lady who wanted to fit in and had claimed that Franklin was just a dirty delivery guy.

Grinning, the receptionist turned to face her. "kindness! Look, you shouldn't treat someone like trash simply because they are poor. Just take a peek at you. You and them are the same. He is a delivery guy, and you are a cleaner. That is the only distinction. Naturally, under disguise."

The other woman became enraged at the way she emphasized her final words. "But why would he disguise as a delivery guy?"

"Did you guys see the way he embarrassed that disrespectful lady? I hope she learns her lesson." Another person pointed out.

"Whatever! Get back to work now, else I will report all of you to the manager." The cashier threatened.

The receptionist returned to her ta