CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR— 6:23 PM, A Mobile Phone Store. "Sorry, I can't. There are more cheap phone you can afford." The Salesperson pointed at a direction. "Take a look at these phones, they cost less than five hundred dollars!" Vince was furious, he never expected the salesperson to deny him of the phone yet insulting him. "I told you I can afford it. Get me the phone, I don't wanna cause a scene here." Vince muttered furiously. Florence Hutchinson scoffed, "Why are you joking, Vincent? We all know you are poor as a church rat, how do you intend to afford it?" She muttered, her voice laced with contempt and disdain. Vince glared at her dangerously, "You have no right to interfere in my business. I wasn't talking to you." He glanced at the salesperson with red eyes, "It's getting late. Get me the phone, I really wanna pay for it." The Salesperson went ahead to check the time on her phone and truly, it is getting late. She is also in a hurry to get home, as she was getting tired at
CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE— 6:35 PM, A Mobile Phone Store"You just have to calculate and tell me the total price. I will pay!" He ordered. The pretty lady gawked her mouth in total surprise. "You are claiming to be sure. I don't tolerate jokes!" She warned. Vince was furious. "Do I look like someone who's joking?" He snapped angrily. The lady gulped down nervously. She could notice his aura had changed drastically, and she nodded her head in fear. She quickly went ahead to calculate how much the phones cost. Florence chuckled as she stared at the mam disdainfully. She knew Vince is about getting himself embarrassed. There is no way he could afford to buy the entire phone in the store. If only he could sell his kidney, and she knew Vince cared so much for his life to do that. She was smiling viciously, and whispered into Larry, her fiance's ear. "You don't have to worry about anything. He is just doing that to scare us. I'm hundred percent sure he doesn't have any money in his account
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX— 6:48 PM, Still at the Mobile Phone Store"Wow..A Golden Card!" Everyone looked marvelled, their eyes glinting as they stared keenly at the card on his hand. "The Young Man is really rich. He had only been pretending." "I have never seen a Golden card before." "So beautiful!" Vincent Hutchinson scoffed as he listened to the people's comments. Aren't they criticizing him a few minutes ago? Larry ran towards him, and tried to snatch the card from him. Vince glared at him dangerously, and withdrew his hand.Larry stuttered. "H..How the fuck do you get this card? The Golden cards are given to the wealthy people." He was stunned, "How do you have it?""It is my card. I don't think you need an explanation about my card." Vince sneered. Larry got furious, and balled his fists while smirking at him angrily. "You, I don't think this card is yours!" "Then who owns it then, you?" He chuckled. Florence, who had been staring at the card in admiration, snapped out of he
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