Quantin stood by Director Bauer's side, trying to keep his calm even though he was thrilled about the security guard's dismissal.
" He really deserves to be fired," he said angrily.
Suddenly, he remembered the upcoming university ball.
" Now that I have a lot of money, I won't be afraid to go to that ball," he said.
" But I need a proper suit for such an event because I can't go there with the same dirty clothes I wear all the time," he thought.
At that moment, he approached Director Bauer to get his attention.
" Excuse me, Director Bauer, I just remembered something. There's a ball at the university that I want to attend, but I have nothing to wear. Do you know where I could buy a suit? " he asked kindly.
Director Bauer thought for a moment and then replied with a smile.
" Of course, Mr. Quentin. I will take you to one of the biggest shopping malls in the city, and we can find a suit there."
Quentin was delighted.
" Thank you, Director Bauer."
Suddenly, Director Bauer and Quantin immediately left the bank and got into Director Bauer's car.
••• During The Ride •••
Director Bauer started a conversation with Quantin.
" How have you been feeling lately, Mr. Quantin? " he asked.
Quantin hesitated for a long time before answering.
" I am suffering," he replied.
" Can you tell me more? " Director Bauer asked.
" I work hard to make ends meet. I can't even afford to have a balanced meal, and everyone takes advantage of my poverty to make fun of me," Quantin responded.
" But I'm happy that my life is about to change."
" Stay strong, Mr. Quantin," said Director Bauer.
Quantin smiled, happy that Director Bauer had listened to his problems with kindness.
" But I have a revelation to make," Director Bauer said suddenly.
" What is it? " Asked Quantin.
" The shopping center we're going to actually belongs to your family. So, you're the owner," Director Bauer confirmed.
Quantin was stunned.
" Am I dreaming or what? Stop playing with me," he said.
" I'm telling you the truth," confirmed Director Bauer.
Immediately, Quantin burst into tears. He had no idea that his family owned such an inheritance. Despite the tears, he admired the luxurious setting in which they were driving.
" Goodness gracious, this city is exquisitely beautiful," he murmured barely audibly.
" I never would have imagined being able to shop in such a luxurious city," he added, looking at Director Bauer.
" This is your chance to enjoy your life," said Director Bauer.
" That's exactly it because now that I'm rich, I can afford anything I want," said Quantin with conviction.
" You have the right to be happy and enjoy life," approved Director Bauer.
As they passed the beautifully arranged shop windows of designer stores, Quantin widened his eyes. He had always admired these stores from afar but had never had the opportunity to shop there.
" Director Bauer, could you please stop for a moment? " he said, pointing to a store of a famous brand of suits.
" I would like to buy my suit in this store."
" Of course, Mr. Quantin," replied the director with a courteous smile.
" Take your time," he added kindly.
Quantin got out of the car and headed towards the store. He felt a little nervous as he approached the security guard posted at the entrance. He knew that the guard knew him as a poor man, always dressed in old, worn-out clothes.
He could feel the guard's disapproval as he approached, but he held his head high and walked towards the entrance. Finally, the guard let him into the store despite his shabby appearance.
Once inside the store, Quantin was amazed by the beauty of the place.
" Wow ! This is gorgeous," he exclaimed, still blinking.
The store was as beautiful as he had imagined. Rows of exquisite suits were on display, each one more beautiful than the last. It was the first time he had ever entered such a luxurious store, with shelves of clothing extending up to the ceiling and glittering displays of shoes and accessories.
He didn't feel comfortable in his shabby clothes, but he pushed his embarrassment aside and headed towards a section of suits that caught his attention, admiring the intricate seams and beautiful fabrics.
A friendly saleswoman approached him with a kind smile.
" Hello sir, welcome. Can I assist you in your search? " she asked.
Quantin was surprised by the saleswoman's kindness, who did not seem to judge him for his dirty clothes.
" Hello miss. I'm looking for a suit for a special occasion," he answered timidly.
" Perfect ! Let's find a garment that will suit you," she said.
The saleswoman led him to a section of men's suits and presented him with different models.
" These suits will be perfect for you," she added with a smile.
" Wow ! They are all beautiful and of good quality," said Quantin.
" Thank you ! Our goal is to provide the best suits to our customers. Everyone who comes here is always satisfied with our products," she continued .
" You can try them on if you'd like," she added.
Quantin was delighted to be able to try on such elegant clothes, but he was a little embarrassed to undress in front of the saleswoman. However, she quickly reassured him by explaining that she was there to help and that he didn't have to worry.
At that moment, all the customers in the store directed their gaze towards Quantin. They were all furious and didn't hesitate to react.
" I don't know why they let people like that beggar into this store. It's really disgusting," said one of the customers.
" Considering how dirty and poorly dressed he is, he must really be a beggar and his place is not in this store," reacted a second customer, looking at Quantin menacingly.
Quantin, who was not far from them, heard the comments and replied.
" Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you. I don't want to cause any trouble, I was just looking for a suit to buy."
" You're disgusting. You should be outside instead of coming here and ruining our shopping experience," continued the first customer.
" You're really a disgrace," added another customer.
Tired of arguing with them, Quantin ignored them.
Thus, he tried on five different suits, each one more beautiful than the previous one. The saleswoman complimented him on his silhouette.
" You look magnificent in all the suits."
" Really? " reacted Quantin. He was impressed by the saleswoman's words and noticed that he attracted the attention of the other customers.
" Yes, sir. You look handsome in these five suits," confirmed the saleswoman, keeping her smile.
" Thank you for your compliments," continued Quantin.
The other customers couldn't help but look at Quantin, surprised to see a man so well-dressed with such a modest look.
" Who could he be? " some of them whispered.
However, Quantin tried not to worry about their curiosity. He was there to find a suit and he would do so, no matter what others thought.
After trying on the suits, the saleswoman helped him adjust the fit and tie his tie, all while giving him new compliments.
" Thank you so much for helping me choose these suits. In the end, I choose this one," declared Quantin, pointing to a navy blue suit that made his eyes shine and his skin radiate.
" Excellent choice, sir," replied the saleswoman.
Just as Quantin was about to hand over the payment, a thunderous voice echoed from the back of the room, causing him to freeze in his tracks.
His head snapped up in recognition, his eyes widening with fear and anticipation. The voice had a haunting quality that made his heart race and his palms sweat. With bated breath, Quantin waited for what was to come next, his senses on high alert.
At that moment, Quantin turned around and discovered that it was Brad, one of Harvey's friends, who was standing in front of him." What is he doing here? " he exclaimed immediately, feeling a mixture of emotions.Indeed, Brad was one of those who had mistreated Quantin one night, and memories of that evening came back to Quantin's mind.However, Quantin's heart was beating fast as he tried to think of the best thing to do. The saleswoman who was nearby noticed his hesitation." Is everything alright ? " she asked kindly.Quantin quickly regained his composure." Yes, I'm fine," he answered confidently.Brad, on the other hand, seemed just as surprised to see Quantin in this luxury store." Well, well, well, look who I see," he teased." What are you doing here, Quantin? " he added.Quantin replied firmly." I came to do some shopping. And you? Are you here to bother me? "" Shopping ? Am I dreaming or what? " Brad sneered." You're so poor that you can't even feed yourself properly,
Frightened, Quantin reacted," What's happening? "" Shut up. I don't want to hear you speak again," Brad's saleswoman responded, interrupting Quantin angrily.Immediately, she walked towards Quantin and slapped him." But... I don't understand your hostility towards me. I just wanted to know what was wrong," Quantin replied, rubbing his cheek, surprised and confused." Your credit card has been declined. There are no funds in this account," Quantin's saleswoman explained with discontent." Probably he gave us a fake credit card. I was right to want to kick him out," Brad's saleswoman added.Suddenly, Quantin was shocked by their statements." What? That's impossible. There must be a mistake. I never used this credit card, but I just confirmed recently that there's a large sum of money in the account. Please try again," he said with despair." We don't need to try again. That would be a waste of time. Your card is either fake or empty. However, you will explain yourself to the cops. T
He felt dizzy and experienced pain throughout his body, while his head spun. His vision had become blurred, distorted by the violence and blows that the police had mercilessly inflicted on him." Suddenly, I am the victim of a blatant injustice," he thought." I struggle to believe that these police officers continue to accuse me despite my innocence. They seem deaf to reason and are determined to make me confess to a crime that I did not commit ! It is deeply disappointing," he murmured with difficulty.In his cell, Quantin curled up in a corner, trembling with fear and disgust at the injustice and cruelty that relentlessly struck him." I am plunged into the utmost uncertainty about my immediate fate and I am truly afraid," he continued in a barely audible whisper.Therefore, he thinks again about Director Bauer." Why wasn't he present during my arrest by the police? Could he also be in danger? " he wonders.Multiple questions invade his mind as he cries in his unsanitary cell.Aft
Suddenly, someone bursts into Quantin's room. It's the hospital administrator." What's going on here? " he asks angrily.The doctor responds," This man is disturbing us. He claims to be in pain, but we have more important patients to treat."The hospital administrator then turns to Quantin and looks at him with disdain." Can you pay? " he asks sharply." I find myself in a difficult situation. I have 150 billion dollars on my bank card, and strangely I discover that this card is fake or empty. What can I do? " he thought.Quantin, in the grip of pain, tries to find a solution." No, I can't pay you, but I know someone who could pay for the care you will give me."In agony, he stared at the hospital administrator and began to cry out in pain." I'm sorry, but we cannot waste our resources on poor patients. Our hospital is reserved for wealthy clients and first-class patients. Judging by your appearance, you do not seem to belong to that category," the hospital administrator reacted
" So, why are you here? " asked Quantin, scrutinizing Peter Typson carefully." Mr. Quantin ! The REYNOLDS family recently acquired this hospital, and I have been tasked with discussing some commercial proposals with the director," replied Peter Typson in a calm and composed voice." Very interesting. And what kind of agreement could the REYNOLDS family offer to benefit this establishment? " asked Quantin, with his eyebrows furrowed in anticipation of an answer." The REYNOLDS family believes that they can invest in improving the facilities, recruiting additional staff, and modernizing essential equipment to better serve patients," explained Peter Typson with a diplomatic tone.The hospital director suddenly realized that Quantin was actually a member of the prestigious REYNOLDS family." Quantin REYNOLDS ? Oh...I'm definitely in trouble," he thought silently, regretting his passive behavior towards Quantin.Then, Quantin stared intensely at the director, who began to feel uncomfortab
Quantin frowned, displeased to see the saleswomen again." Do you know who I am now, you idiots? " he snapped aggressively.The customers and saleswomen stared at each other, stunned." Of course, we know who you are. How could we forget the man we humiliated? " thought one of the saleswomen." We're sorry, sir. We didn't know..." stammered the second saleswoman, her eyes brimming with tears." You didn't know what ? " Quantin asked with biting cruelty." That I was so rich? Or that the suffering you inflicted on me with your arrogance and greed was unjust? " he added with a bitter tone.The saleswomen remained silent, ashamed and frightened. Some customers looked away uncomfortably.Quantin made a disdainful grimace." You're all worthless scum."" Because of you, I was severely tortured, and today, I'm confined to a wheelchair. You will all regret your actions," he concluded with a threatening air.He then turned to his escort and nodded. Two armored vehicles entered the store, rele
Immediately, medical specialists rushed to operate on Quantin for more than ten hours in a desperate attempt to save his life.After a marathon operation, the Chief Surgeon came out, visibly exhausted, to address Quantin's surviving bodyguards." Your boss's situation is critical. We did everything in our power, but his injuries were too severe. His body went into shock and suffered multiple organ failure. We put him on a ventilator, but the next 24 hours will be critical. His chances of survival are very low."Suddenly, Quantin's bodyguards lowered their heads, gazing at the ground with sadness. Some wept silently, fearing the worst.In the intensive care unit, Quantin was hooked up to a respirator and dozens of medical devices to monitor his vital functions." He will remain in a coma for several weeks," added the surgeon." That can't be true! The grandson of the most powerful man in the country is in critical condition. You must act immediately! " shouted the chief of the bodyguar
Mirenda stood there, stunned. Tears streamed down her face as she cried out loud. " No... No. This can't be happening." She looked around, searching for a way out of this nightmare situation. " I've lost everything.All the power, all the money ! Why? It's not fair," she wondered. Meanwhile, Peter Typson stood near the door, satisfied with himself. He couldn't help but conceal a sly smile as Mirenda cried in despair. " Now that Quentin is dead, the inheritance rightfully belongs to me as Richard Reynolds' most loyal friend and employee," he thought silently. As he was already contemplating his future projects, a nurse approached Peter Typson. " Mr. Typson, we had an agreement. I did what you asked me to do and injected Mr. Quantin with a product to end his life. Now, I want my payment." Peter sighed. " Patience, nurse. You will get your money. For now, speak more quietly." He slipped an envelope into her hands. The nurse opened it and found a large stack of bills inside. " Thi