Unknowingly The Billionaire's Heir

The Huge Amount Purchase

With the sound of the falling bracelet, all of them turned over to look at him, and he quickly bent down to the floor to pick it up. He had hoped that the sound had gone unnoticed in the store, but he knew it was wishful thinking.

When he got back up and raised his head back up, he saw that everyone was looking at him, the salesperson, Macy, and the footballer. When they saw him, the young couple started laughing, and he felt color rush into his cheeks.

They walked over to him, her hand wrapped in his and poked at his cheek. “Jason? Come on now. You're too poor for this place, what are you looking for? ” 

The footballer went to stand behind him, and grabbed him by the arm. “Come on, get out. We don't want you stealing anything, do we?” he asked, getting a chorus of no from the women.

“I have just as much of a right to be here as you!” he heard himself saying. And it was true. These people didn't know what funds he had, yet they had the gall to treat him like a common thief. He had started to question what he had ever seen in Macy.

“No, you don't. You're insulting us with your presence, what do you even want here? Please leave!”

“I will not! I have money now, I have a right to be here too!”

“Remember when I told you I wanted a 2500 dollar bag and you had to save for it? You didn't even have enough as at the time that we were together. And that was yesterday. Nothing had changed.

He felt the burn of that insult down to the hairs on his chin, and he couldn't stand for it. Wanting to maintain a little of his dignity, he turned to the salesperson and muttered. “Give it.”

“Give what? ” she asked, a sardonic grin on her face.

“The bag.” 

Grudgingly, the salesperson gave him the bag to examine, and he palmed it.

Truthfully, it was pretty, and was probably overpriced, but his dignity was on the line. Besides, it would make a great gift for Ashley. “I'll take it.”

“Look tough guy, ” she said, laughing, “I have humored you, but your prank is no longer funny to me. These people know you, and they have said that you do not have any money. 

I know paupers like you, you come in here to steal, don't you? You have been here for almost an hour now, and you still haven't found anything to buy. Why do you want to waste anyone's time?”

Again, he made the request, keeping his emotions in check. “Can I please have this bag?” He seemed to have stepped into the wrong store, because all he had met here was ridicule.

But he was tired. Of being mocked by Macy, or having to be in the same place as that football player, of the mockery and disrespect he had gotten from the salesperson, that he had been getting all his life.

He handed her his card and the purse, and she stretched out her hands to take them, her breath catching in her throat. He was unsure what that was about, but at least he was one step closer to leaving the sore behind.

Macy sniggered at him the moment that his card was accepted from him, and laughed as the salesperson walked over to the countertop to ring up his purchase. 

The footballer who was beside her found it funny too, and they elbowed each other while making snide remarks as the salesperson placed the card on the countertop beside the machine. 

“Babe, she's wasting her time, and she'll soon see it,” laughed Macy.

“Yeah, she'll see real soon.”

“Exactly!” To the salesgirl, she said, “the card won't work anyway. He's just pretending to be rich, he's a broke buy, and you'll see it. If the payment fails, I think you should throw him out of your store.”

Jason pretended as though he could not hear her, because he had a feeling that she was baiting him, wanting him to react. The salesgirl had found the machine and was trying to earn him a last time.

“This bag costs $3700. Do not waste my time and yours if you cannot afford it. Just let me know and I-”

“Do you not know how to use the machine? I want that bag.”

Everyone in the store kept their eyes on his black card, waiting for the payment to be declined. Macy and her new boyfriend seemed to be all too excited, and Jason felt himself getting irritated.

How had he ever liked her? Of all the girls at the school, he had chosen her. Had he been so blinded by her beauty that he didn't see that she was a lot like a snake?

Just then, the machine let out a loud ding! and spit out an approval receipt. Everyone's mouths hung open, especially the salesgirl. She had been so disrespectful to him, unwarranted, and now that she could see that he had the money to spend in her store, her attitude had changed.

He could laugh, but he decided not to, maintaining his composure and dignity. Immediately, she changed her demeanor towards him, all smiles and cheekbones. 

Her face was permanently frozen into a smile when she asked, “would you like it wrapped or not, sir?” 

“Wrapped, please.” 

She worked quickly and diligently packed up the gift, even adding a free bow. Smiling hard enough to split her cheeks, she handed him the packed purse. She refused to even speak to Macy and her boyfriend, and Jason had to bite his tongue.

Money was her master, and of course, if someone seemed to be able to spend even more money, she befriended them. She had not seen anyone buy that purse in one sitting. 

They usually all requested for payment plans, but here he was, simply paying the entire bill at once. She had almost kicked him out, and he could tell that she regretted it. 

Macy and her new boyfriend stood shell shocked, and he bit his tongue from walking over to them and rubbing in his victory. He accepted his card from the salesgirl and left his new purse on the table, searching for one more thing he could gift Ashley.

He could see the wheels in Macy's head were having a problem with putting 2 and 2 together, and it entertained him a little too much than it should have. 

Her dumb jock boyfriend seemed to have been having an ever bigger problem, and was seconds away from drooling. His eyes were wide, and he seemed like he was about to pop a vein.

They probably wanted to ask him how he could afford it. He didn't owe any of them an explanation, but the fact that they couldn't fathom his good fortune entertained him.

Just the day before, he had been poorer than they had thought, and now he was even richer. He was going to give Ashley the perfect purse, because he saw her as kind and deserving. 

When they had not moved in a few minutes, he drew the salesgirl's attention to them standing there unblinking.