“Young Master, what’s wrong? You stopped walking” Silver said, after noticing Jeremiah’s daze.Jeremiah shook his head.“It’s nothing. Let’s continue.” Jeremiah came back to his senses and began to walk again. As they walked closer, Jeremiah assessed every person standing by the cars, wondering who among them was the boss Silver was talking about, but none of them seemed like they were that boss.“So where is this boss you mentioned—?” Jeremiah asked, but was interrupted when, suddenly, the bodyguard standing by the car in the middle of the convoy, opened the back door.The first thing Jeremiah saw come out of the car was a pair of Tom Ford black leather shoes priced at sixty-five thousand dollars, both so well polished and sparkling that they could eclipse the sun.Already impressed, Jeremiah looked up and saw who wore the luxurious shoes. The person who the bodyguard had opened the door for.It was an elderly-looking gentleman with a full head of white hair and a dignified look abo
“Look over there! There are so many beautiful cars coming this way— wait! Isn’t that a convoy?!” Yelled a pedestrian who was pointing at the approaching cars in the distance.“You’re right, it is a convoy! Who do you think is being driven inside such amazing cars?!” Another pedestrian asked.“I don’t know, but I wouldn’t doubt if someone told me that it's one of our senators. A normal person could never get that level of protection!”“Those many cars for an ordinary senator? Don’t be ridiculous! Even in a million years, something like that is never going to happen!”“Then who do you think is in it since you’re so smart?!”“Isn’t it obvious? It’s the president. No other person besides the president could be worthy of such a convoy.”“Are you stupid?! What on earth would the president be doing here when he has more important things to deal with? I mean, have you ever seen the presidential convoy drive by here before? Because I haven’t!”“I don’t know, but President or not, whoever is in
“My apologies for speaking out of turn.” Rogan apologized.“It’s fine.” Jeremiah replied for the Captain. “Anyway, what do you want? Why were you running over here?”“About that. I saw a video on social media about a spectacular convoy driving down this street and parking in front of this store. Guessing that whoever owned the convoy was planning on coming in here, I ran out of my office as fast as I could to come welcome them— I mean you, sir” Rogan said.Jeremiah groaned, wondering what the point of that was. Just because he came in a convoy doesn’t mean he wanted any form of special treatment.Also, the manager’s antics could have resulted in him getting shot and killed, so it wasn’t worth it in Jeremiah’s eyes.“Alright then. My name is Jeremiah Garrick. It’s nice to meet you, Rogan” Jeremiah said.Rogan bowed his head.“It’s nice to meet you too, sir. I assume you’re here to buy some clothes, so please have a look around. We have everything you want, and I’m more than happy to sh
“Who the hell are you?!”Jeremiah turned around to face the man in the changing room with him.He saw that the man was a staff member of the store and after a quick scan, he realized that the door the man had just walked out of led to the restroom and, because he had a mop and a bucket in his hands, it meant that he had just finished cleaning it.Jeremiah looked at the man’s name tag and saw the name Brad.Brad looked at Jeremiah from head to toe, and he sneered with disgust.He put the mop into the bucket and said “I asked you a question, so are you deaf and can’t hear me or are you just too retarded to form an answer?”“I was going to tell you my name, but not after you'd spoken to me like that,” Jeremiah frowned. He didn’t appreciate Brad’s tone of voice and his choice of words.Brad, on the other hand, scoffed.“Such big words coming from a—“ Brad said, then noticed the suit on the couch beside Jeremiah.“Wait a minute! Is that the Gustav limited edition Broque suit from his snowf
“Who the hell are you?!”Jeremiah turned around to face the man in the changing room with him.He saw that the man was a staff member of the store and after a quick scan, he realized that the door the man had just walked out of led to the restroom and, because he had a mop and a bucket in his hands, it meant that he had just finished cleaning it.Jeremiah looked at the man’s name tag and saw the name Brad.Brad looked at Jeremiah from head to toe, and he sneered with disgust.He put the mop into the bucket and said “I asked you a question, so are you deaf and can’t hear me or are you just too retarded to form an answer?”“I was going to tell you my name, but not after you'd spoken to me like that,” Jeremiah frowned. He didn’t appreciate Brad’s tone of voice and his choice of words.Brad, on the other hand, scoffed.“Such big words coming from a—“ Brad said, then noticed the suit on the couch beside Jeremiah.“Wait a minute! Is that the Gustav limited edition Broque suit from his snowf
“What’s going on here—?” Brad asked but was cut off by a punch so strong it sent a tooth flying out of his mouth and almost knocked him out.The bodyguards dragged Rogan and Brad to Kingston, who stood beside Jeremiah, then they forced the two workers of the store to go on their knees. Looking at how terrible the situation he was in was, Rogan’s heart started pounding in his chest like it was about to explode.“Mister Kingston, I sincerely apologize for—““Shut your mouth,” Kingston said coldly, and Rogan held his mouth.“Sir, what’s going on? Who are these people?” Brad asked, feeling so much pain in his mouth that was bleeding seriously.“You idiot. You just doomed us both!” Rogan glared at Brad.If stares could kill, Brad would have been dead and buried by then.“I’ve doomed us both? But what did I do—?” Brad asked, but Kingston cut him off.“I didn’t quite hear what you said when you talked about the young master. What did you call him again?” Kingston asked.Brad looked at him
"Where the hell is my rent, Jeremiah?!" Inside the poorly furnished living room of a one-bedroom apartment, the elderly landlord and his son glared at a young man who had tape, ribbons, and pieces of popped balloons all over his body. "But, Mister Owens, my rent hasn't expired yet and you know that. I still have a week until I have to renew, so why are you hassling me for it like this?" Jeremiah Garrick said with a confused look on his face.The landlord frowned."Did you forget that I gave you a one-week extension when you didn't have the money on time last month? That extension means that you owe me a week and I'm deducting it from the one you have left which means your rent expires today!" Jeremiah's eyes widened."That's not fair! You can't just decide to do something like that without first informing me about it. Even if my wife and I go around town and start begging everyone we see, it'll be impossible to make the rent within the amount of time you're giving me" Jeremiah comp
Jeremiah couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was like he was stuck in a nightmare and no matter how hard he tried, he wasn't able to wake up. On closer inspection, he realized that the man who was making love to his wife was none other than his former boss and owner of the Ludwig resort, Mr. Paul Ludwig. "What was that—?" Mary asked as she told Paul to hold on a moment and then checked what caused the noise she heard. To her surprise, she saw Jeremiah staring at her infidelity with grief in his eyes, and her mood immediately soured. "What are you doing here, Jeremiah?!" Mary asked angrily as she quickly got out from under Paul and covered herself with the bedsheet. "Mary, how could you do this to me?" Jeremiah sniffled. "Weren't we supposed to be celebrating our anniversary at home, so why are you here, in bed with Mister Paul?" Tears fell down Jeremiah's eyes. “Who the hell are you and how did you get in here?” Paul frowned at Jeremiah. “It’s my useless husband, that’s w