CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN— 6:48 PM, Still at the Mobile Phone StoreEveryone in the store stares keenly at Larry, Florence's fiance. They all expected him to go down on his knees, and lick his shoe since Vincent Hutchinson had fulfilled his own part of the deal. Larry could notice the people's boring eyes on him and felt nothing but embarrassed as Vince wasn't bluffing about having the money to pay. All in his thought was how possible he could have managed to achieve so much money, Be in possession of with so much money. He was slightly angry at himself right now to have placed a wager with Vince. Moreover, was that the reason he was getting disgrace?"Huh! You shouldn't cause a fuss about anything! I do spend over five million dollars in a day, so, what is the big deal about spending just a million!?" Larry scoffed, glaring at him maliciously. There is nothing in Heaven's name, he would kneel to Vince. As far as the public is concerned, he would never stoop so low as to be ridiculed.
CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT— 7:02 PM, Still at the Mobile Phone Store.Vincent Hutchinson laughed aloud mockingly. He genuinely enjoys the spectacle that is playing out in front of him. He had no idea that a poor Manager would be slapping him. With anger flashing in his eyes, Larry gazed at the Manager while clutching his damaged cheek. "How dare you do this to the only son of the Willaims Family," he roared, balling up his fists. "You'll come to regret what you did. I'm going to kill you, and it will be a horrible death." After experiencing the worst humiliation of his life, he yelled at the Manager. He was slapped in front of everyone by a common manager, and he was powerless to take action against the man. Vince was able to sense the manager's mental strain. Although he was trying to appear brave and bold, he was able to notice how violently he shook. "Drag the bastard here," he said, casting a glance at the two guys who had been in front of Larry. "He ought to keep his word. He made
CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE— 7:23 PM, Still at the Mobile Phone StoreThe onlookers didn't know who he was, so they could just look at him in awe. There is no denying the powerful and unquestionability of the dominant aura emanating from him. He turned to face the Salespeople as well as the Manager. "I'm leaving right now. My phone should not be missing. You're in big trouble if it does." His voice carried a sense of power when he spoke to them. The manager gave a firm nod while grinning. "Sure, sir! I can guarantee that none of the phones will be stolen." All of the salespeople gave the manager's statement a nod of support. "Good!" Then he turned to walk away, but not before glancing at Florence, who was still weeping on the ground. He sneered. He had no remorse or sympathy at all for beating up her fiancé, Larry. He was genuinely pleased to have taught him a lesson despite his outward indignation. He stepped forward to meet her, bending to her level. "Are you in tears? You don't have
CHAPTER SEVENTY— 9:00 AM, Vince's Apartment, Cobham Rd. The blaring sound coming from the old fashioned alarm, made Vincent Hutchinson rose up from his peaceful slumber. It's a new day to shine and conquer. He yawned tirelessly, and went to the window and swiped the drapes shut, avoiding the Sun light to penetrate any longer. He chuckled when he realised that all his belongings had been arranged properly, his clothes are washed clean, and also, his room was clean and white like a snow. Vince couldn't help but bursted into laughter. He won't have believe if he was told something like this would occur. He could imagine how cringed they would be when doing all these. "Well,.it is their punishment for speaking to me anyhow!" He muttered to himself. His mind drifted to the store and contemplate on how had happened. With all Florence had told him, her sister might be genuinely in trouble. She might be suffering in the hands of Lady Julie, his step-mother. It's time to release her
CHAPTER SEVENTY - ONE: THE EMPORIUM— 10:25 AM, MELCHORY MOTORS."And do you have any car on your mind you wished to buy?" The Cab man asked. Vince got dumbfounded, as he looked at the cab man. He had never thought of that. He only got dressed, and here he was, not knowing the car he should buy. He answered the cab man, "I've never thought of that though! How could I be silly?" He sighed. The man chuckled, "I totally understand you but that doesn't mean you wouldn't be able to know a better car." He continued, "If I may ask, would you mind mentioning car to you, and also, how capable are you?" The man gulped down nervously, "I mean to say, how rich you are?" "I won't mind if you could refer a good car. And answer to last question, I could afford any car no matter the price." The Cab man got skeptical, and smiled softly, "Wow! You must be really rich for you to say that!" "In my opinion, I will advise you to buy Mercedes Benz Maybach 6 Vision Cabriolet!" He muttered. "You mean
CHAPTER SEVENTY - TWO: — 10:25 AM, MELCHORY MOTORS.Vince raised up his hand, "I think that's enough. Can I test drive it?" He demanded. The Salesperson gritted her teeth and asked angrily, "Why are you asking me such question when you already knew the answer, young man?" Vince Hutchinson sneered. "Oh, I never thought of that. I think it's a Yes!" He spoke while staring at the lady in front of him. The lady got furious and shouted at him. "Are you okay? You must kidding me, right?" She scoffed then continued, "Why would you test drive a car that you wouldn't be able to afford? If the car got damaged, can you afford to spare your money, Hu-h?" The lady's voice had risen, and as if she was being provoked, she rained harsh words on Vince. "You are just a lowly man! No one would mistake you as a pauper! Why trying to be a rich man when you are not." She snarled, "I'm sorry, gentle man… you can't test drive the car." Vince Hutchinson wasn't a little bit bothered by her rants. He onl
CHAPTER SEVENTY - THREE: MICHEAL BILLING.— 10:45 AM, Still at MELCHORY MOTORS.When they were about to take a step towards the Maybach, a masculine voice erupted behind them and they stopped abruptly to look at the person. "Who do we have here?" Vince's face was covered with frowns when he saw the person. It was his old classmate, Micheal Billing. Micheal scoffed sarcastically, his face was full of disgust as he stared at the poor man in front of him. "Vincent Hutchinson, the rejected Billionaire's Son, what are you doing here?" He questioned. He cringed his face as if he remembered something so serious, "Oh, I'm so sorry! Are you really here to buy a car too? How pathetic!You haven't had a good three square meal, you are bothering about a car that you couldn't afford. Don't be serious, Vincent! You need to be smarter than this!" He snarled, his voice was hinted with sarcasm and mockery. A salesperson was beside him. It was a male this time around. He turned to Micheal, "Mr. B
CHAPTER SEVENTY - FOUR: — 10:50 AM, Still at MELCHORY MOTORS."Are you telling me you won't kneel in front of me just to save your life and that of the company?" Micheal Billing asked in a raised voice. He was genuinely furious at the moment. The lady nodded her head in response, "I'm sorry, Mr. Michael Billing." The S - Class Section looked tense as they all stared unbelievably at the lady. She was brute and stood by her words. Micheal Billing snorted angrily, "You looked adamant, I will unclipped your wings soon!" "I will be waiting for that minute, hour, and day!" She turned to Vincent Hutchinson and laid a question to him. "Do you know this arrogant boy?" Vincent Hutchinson chuckled at her question yet, still gives an answer. "It is one of the proud peacocks in our school. I regret ever knowing him.He really doesn't have money, he is only depending on his friends, who have the same character. You know birds of the same feather flock together." Indirectly, Vince was insulti