“I’m glad you could see that they aren’t worth buying goods from you,” Alessandro told the manager. 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 just left the store. The manager quickly shook his head, “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 viciously. “That is great,” he muttered. He had always wanted to show Ric that he was above him in every way, and that was what he had just proven now. The manager suddenly jerked as he searched his pocket for his ringing phone. Who was calling him so hurriedly this way? “I thought my line was placed on voicemail!” He shouted at the secretary from where he was, even though he knew she wouldn’t be able to hear him if her mic was off.
“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
“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.
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
Ric was well aware of the news of some sketchy people who were currently searching for him. He had gotten the information from a trusted source and he had been warned about being careful and staying hidden. This was the same reason he decided to lay low at the moment. His life could be in danger and he didn't clearly want to take any risk. Here he was seated in his living room with his gaze fixed on his phone when he heard a car horn right in front of his building. Ric wasn't expecting any visitor and he was left with no choice but to conclude that no matter how much he decided to ward off any trouble for himself by staying back in his home, there was still one coming to him. And, it was in the form of two people he wasn't ready to see anytime soon. "You have a visitor Mr. Ric." The servant had said, informing him of Alex's arrival together with his wife. What in the world were they here for? He thought as he instructed the servant to get them to come in. Few minutes later, Ric sa
“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 fat
A house big like a palace beautiful like a penthouse. Words of beauty are below to describe the glamour of the house. A low noisy racket going on below the surface of two wicked ladies. Sitting inside the room each with a glass of their favorite juice. Each of the ladies is as beautiful as a princess one has curly hair while the second one has long blonde hair that cascades to her waist. It was evident they were so lost in the pool of their gossip and laughter that filled the whole white room. Roxanne Aliya’s cousin was the one with curly long hair while her friend was the one with blonde hair, Kiera. They were both wearing bum shorts and a white top that revealed their navel. “Did you think he cast a charm on grandfather?” Roxanne asked his gaze pears on Kiera's body. “I was thinking the same cause I don't know why he would choose an ex-convict to be his son - in-law...… like? What the heck is that” Kiera sipped from the juice in her hand her interest in someone’s else
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