The Secret Successor

CHAPTER 13

Natasha snorted and gave her credit card. The cashier swiped the card in the machine, but the swipe got declined.

The cashier swiped again. The same thing happened.

He looked at the sisters once, and Skarlette told him to do it again.

The cashier tried again, and it didn’t work.

“I’m sorry, the transaction has been declined. There must be an issue with the card.”

“That’s impossible,” Natasha raised her voice. “Check again.”

He checked again, but the same thing happened. He gave them the card but not the items. “Can you please move aside?”

Skarlette was shell-shocked, whereas Natasha quivered with mortification and could not lift her head to look in Russell’s direction.

Being told to move aside by a mere cashier… was there anything more humiliating?

Seeing their pale expressions, Russell whispered to Kyra, “Can you pay for them?”

Kyra didn’t expect that, so she couldn’t hide the look of surprise. “I can, but…” she answered in a low voice, “it might be taken in the wrong way.”

“Skarlette is your friend, isn’t she?” he reasoned. “So, it should be fine.”

Kyra felt like he wasn’t entirely wrong, so she told the cashier, “They are my friends, so please deduct their amount in my card.” She gave the cashier a black dragon platinum card, which made him gasp, especially after seeing the 11B symbol on it.

“T-This is the top most castcard of the Supreme Bank, which is only given to eleven people in the world at any point in time!” the cashier’s tongue rolled out of control.

A castcard was a use-and-throw card given only to the special customers, but the Black Dragon Platinum card was only given to the top most customers of the bank, and this card allowed usage up to 11 billion dollars.

Natasha’s face turned ugly. She couldn’t digest that her wedding clothes would be bought by Russell’s fiancee. She was about to shout and tell Kyra to mind her business, but her sister held Natasha’s hand and shook her head as though warning her to not overreact.

Skarlette then stepped forward and smiled politely, “Thank you, Kyra. I’ll definitely transfer you the amount once I go home and solve the issue.”

“It’s okay,” Kyra smiled back just the same. “Take your time.”

Then they exchanged mobile numbers.

As they were walking out of the store together, Natasha kept glancing at Russell, and he wasn’t even looking at her. Even back at the counter, he had barely looked at her.  (Why isn’t he looking? Why does he act like I don’t exist?) With every step she took, she grew more and more mad.

Just then, Kyra remembered that she had forgotten her scarf inside the store, so she told him to wait and went back in. Russell was holding the bags, and the sisters were looking right at him like raging twin rabbits. They looked quite similar when they were angry, after all.

Russell put the bags on the side of the staircase and hurried into the store.

“Look at him. He doesn’t even want to talk to us anymore,” Skarlette snorted. “Money really changes people.”

Natasha’s brows turned stiff. She looked away. Not far from her, a random street dog defecated, which made her frown initially, but a sudden thought crossed her mind, and she grinned.

Moments later, Kyra and Russell walked out of the store and saw that the sisters were gone.

Kyra felt relieved and smiled. Russell grabbed the bags, and they left in her red Alfa Wolfe sports car. She was in the driving seat, and he sat next to her. But neither of them spoke a word for a while.

Kyra frowned a little as her nose picked up a nasty smell. “Is it just me, or do you also smell anything bad?”

Russell sniffed a couple of times and shook his head. “I have a little cold, so I can’t tell.”

Kyra opened the windows and didn’t mind the smell anymore. She eventually dropped him at his house. He got out pretty quickly. “Hey,” she called for him. “Take this bag.” She handed him the bag that had his suit. “You’re going to be wearing this.”

Russell pursed his lips and took the bag before walking through the main gate.

“Not even a little ‘see ya,’” Kyra mumbled, feeling a little disappointed because she had even stopped the car engine, hoping he’d take a hint and invite her into his home. “Maybe I should lower my expectations. It’s still too early in our relationship, after all.” She started the engine and drove away.

Meanwhile, Perro had begun sniffing the cloth bag as soon as Russell entered through the gate. It tried to catch the bag, but Russell was very vigilant this time. He kept the bag out of Perro’s reach. “You can buy multiple houses with the suit in this bag, Perro. It’s not made for your teeth!” he scolded Perro. The dog would usually listen to him, but today, it was being a good bit defiant.

“Perro!” Jennifer’s cold voice reached the dog’s ears, and it immediately became docile and ran out of the house and into its little dog-home.

Jennifer saw the bag in Russell’s hand. “What’s that?” she asked in a sharp, arrogant tone.

“The wedding suit…” Russell weakly responded. “Kyra bought it for me.”

“Oh…” Jennifer raised her brows. “How costly is it? Did she spend at least 20,000 on the suit?”

“2.7 million,” he said, and Jennifer’s expression froze for a second.

“Give it to me,” Jennifer quickly waved with her fingers. He gave the bag nd went to his room.

Jennifer hurriedly checked the bag. There was a thin, high-quality wooden box inside that looked like a briefcase. “Look at this. It’s made of black teak. Talk about lavishness.” Her expectations hit the roof. She opened the box with a big smile. But her expression steadily took a U-turn when she saw the  poop-smeared pink suit. Her body reacted on its own, and her hands cast the box up into the air in shock. Bits of the dog poo fell on top of her head, cracking her expression. “Kyaaaah!” she screamed in horror.

In Lynn Estate.

Kyra came home and gave the clothing bag to the maid and told her to show it to her mom. The maid took the bag to Charlotte’s room and left it on the bed.

Charlotte finished exercising and checked the bag with big expectations. However, what she saw was a poop-smeared white wedding dress. Disgusted, she threw it away. “What the hell?” she remembered Kyra telling she’d take Russell along for shopping. “Did that little bastard do this?” all the veins in her neck throbbed. "How dare he..."