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, and you want to buy clothes in this store? Are you trying to impress me? "
At these words, Quantin felt anger rising in him and his cheeks flushed. He wanted to defend himself, but he knew it wouldn't solve anything. Instead, he took a deep breath and tried to keep calm.
The saleswoman in charge of Brad intervened.
" Sir, please leave our store immediately," she declared.
Her statement surprised Quantin, who widened his eyes.
" What's going on? Don't I have the right to be in this store like any other customer? " he asked with a strange look, looking at the saleswoman.
She burst out laughing and replied.
" I'm not sure we have clothes in your price range."
Quantin immediately replied.
" Don't underestimate me. I'm willing to spend on a good suit."
The saleswoman immediately interrupted him.
" I'm sorry, sir, but I'm afraid you don't understand. Our suits are very expensive. This store is for wealthy customers and you are not one of them."
Quantin became increasingly embarrassed.
" Furthermore, you are very dirty, and I'm afraid you will stain our beautiful suits. Please leave this store right away, or I will call the police," she added.
This humiliation made Quantin very uncomfortable, and Brad laughed heartily at him.
At this point, the saleswoman who was initially serving Quantin felt uncomfortable and decided to intervene as well. She approached her colleague and whispered to her.
" It's not nice to say that to customers."
" And that man you're humiliating is my client," she added.
Her colleague also responded in a whisper.
" I know he's your client and we should respect our clients, but I don't think he can afford anything here."
" In addition, he looks like a beggar or someone who is homeless. His presence in our store is shameful," she added.
" But he's still a client and we must treat him with respect," replied Quantin's saleswoman.
" Look at the faces of the other clients. Don't you see that they're embarrassed in the presence of your dirty client? If our important clients leave because of him, you'll have to report it to the manager," Brad's saleswoman continued.
" I completely agree with you, we may indeed lose a lot of customers because of him," declared the saleswoman of Quantin after taking a minute to think and change her mind about Quantin's presence in the store.
Then, she turned immediately to Quantin.
" Sir ! You must indeed leave this store." She confirms in an arrogant tone.
Quantin looked at her angrily and replied,
" Even you? Yet, you welcomed me well since I arrived in this store and I thought you were very kind."
The saleswoman responded,
" I'm sorry, but your presence may indeed cause problems for us. Besides, you are poor. I ask you to hand over the suits you have chosen and leave immediately."
Brad's saleswoman added with a sneer,
" Or the police will come and kick you out."
Following these different statements from the two saleswomen, Quantin sighed deeply and declared.
" Do not waste your time calling the police. I will certainly leave your store, but before I do, I intend to pay for the five suits I have tried on."
Immediately, Brad burst into laughter.
" Ha...Ha! Do you really think you can afford these suits ? "
Quantin remains calm and smiles slightly.
" Yes, I have the money to buy these suits, and you'll be surprised."
" Why would I be surprised by a crazy person like you? You're crazy for saying you want to pay for five suits in this store," Brad replies.
" Do you know the total amount for these 5 suits? " he continues, still laughing.
Meanwhile, other customers are looking at Quantin and also laughing.
" You'll have to save everything you earn by cleaning the school cafeteria for your entire life before you can afford to buy even one suit in this store," Brad adds.
" That's enough, Brad. Why are you trying to humiliate me? What do you want from me? " Quantin reacts with despair.
" It gives me pleasure. In fact, it's you who refuses to understand that you're so poor and you don't belong here. You're trash. I wish Harvey was here too, he would have humiliated you even more," Brad responds.
" So, do you really think you can afford these suits? You're very stupid if you think so," he continues.
Quantin thinks for a moment before answering.
" I'm not stupid, and I know what I can afford."
Brad mocks him again.
" Maybe you stole your father's credit card? Didn't you? "
The two saleswomen burst into laughter immediately.
" He's certainly here to steal something from us. I can't imagine he can pay for our suits," says Brad's saleswoman.
Quantin feels anger rising in him, but he knew he had to keep his cool.
" Why do you always think the worst of me? I'm just here to have fun. I have money, and I can spend it as I please."
Brad shrugs.
" Well, I don't believe you can afford it, and I'm willing to bet you probably stole some dollar bills, that's why you're here."
Immediately, Quantin takes out his credit card from his pocket and hands it to the saleswoman. She retrieves the card and inserts it into the machine. While everyone watches the machine, Quantin is anxious because it is the first time he is using a credit card.
Suddenly, the machine displays a red result, and Quantin does not understand what it means. Meanwhile, Brad wears a smug smile, while the two saleswomen mock Quantin.
The next minute, security agents surround Quantin, while one of the saleswomen picks up the phone and begins talking to someone on the other end of the line. Quantin cannot hear the conversation, but he feels his heart rate increasing as the seconds pass.
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
All eyes turned with astonishment to the hooded man who had just revealed himself. It was indeed Quantin, alive and well. Immediately, the Reynolds family was overcome with tears of joy upon seeing him." My son, you're alive! " exclaimed Richard Reynolds, rushing to embrace Quantin in his arms.Meanwhile, Mirenda and Peter Typson remained frozen in place, their faces pale with fear. Their sinister plan had miserably failed.Peter's mind raced as he tried to comprehend what was happening." How is it that Quantin is still alive? I had everything planned for the nurse to end his life. I even paid an exorbitant price for it," he suddenly wondered." How could she have failed in her mission? I need an explanation," he concluded.As the festivities continued, Peter discreetly slipped out through the back door before dialing the nurse's number with a trembling hand." You told me he had died! " he hissed into the phone, his voice vibrating with intense anger.The nurse, caught off guard, s