FROM BANKRUPT TO BOSS

A WALK IN THE CITY

The Audi A6 eased through the buzzing street. Kane handled the steering wheel effortlessly, his finger tapping on it gently as a soft hip hop music emanates from the stereo of the car. He nods his head gently to the beat of the music, tapping his finger to the rhythm.

Gently, swerved the steering wheel and the car pulled over at the side, along the curb. The engine cut out with a low grumble.

He stepped down from the car and locked it with the remote. A soft beeping sound came from the car, attracting quiet attention.

Despite taking the less expensive cars in his garage, people stopped and stared in admiration.

What if he had taken the Maybach gls 680? Or the Royce Rolls spectre. Or one of those expensive cars in the garage that could steal the Breathe. Cameras would be hovering around.

With hands in his casually resting in his pocket, he strode into Neura Tech, one of the most sorted phones and accessories stores in the city which belongs to his father..now to him.

The opulence greeted him. Everywhere was sparkling neat. Soft lightning reflected on all edges in the store, the soft hums of conversations from customers mixed with the calm music oozing from a hidden speaker in the store.

Staff members in the store move around quietly with practiced smiles on their face to welcome customers. Their white and Crimson uniform looks smart and amazing on them.

Kane paused and nodded his head in admiration. James is definitely handling things cordially here.

A female staff member walked to Kane with a broad smile. The badge on her chest displayed her name; Mira.

“Good day sir. Welcome to Neura Tech. What would you like to get from us sir?" She asked politely with her Japanese accent.

Kane smiled at her lightly. "Thanks. I'm getting a phone. Smart one.” He responded quiptly, his hand still tucked in his pocket.

"Do you have any brand in mind, sir?" Mira pressed on eagerly, her smile professional and welcoming

Kane didn't speak for a while, processing his thoughts quietly and quickly. He had always loved Samsung phones.

“I'll check out Samsung Brands.” He said.

"Alright sir. Please follow me.” Mira took him to a show glass which had a name plate seated at the top; SAMSUNG.

Behind the desk is another male staff member who welcomed Kane With a smile.

As Kane was checking out the phones to pick, a sound echoed in the store, strong enough to cut all attention in the direction.

Time seemed to pause and every idle conversations quieted.

“Are you mad?!! An angry voice followed, slicing through the silence like razor. Then a crashing sound.

Kane swung his head in the direction to see a young man berating one of the female staff. The staff had obviously been slapped from the way she held her face with panic. Tears gathered in her eye balls, ready to spill out.

On the floor is the wreckage of a new computer. The screen had cracked due to the disastrous fall and some of the keyboards had bounced off from the panel.

“Are these the Putz and mannerless staffs you employ here?!” The guy waved at the lady like she's a piece of rag.

From the way he was dressed— white designer T- shirt that has the image of Rick Ross, a popular American hip hop star at the front. On his waist is a ripped black jean trouser which is commonly called a crazy jean while a golden necklace dangled around his neck. Kane was sure he's one of those spiolt rich brats.

“I'm gonna f*ck your ass hole you bitch if you don't pay for this!!”

The girl was shaking with fear. She looked up, her hand still attached to her cheek.

“I..It wasn't my fault..it was your fault sir.” Her voice was shaking with fear.

Nobody moves. Everyone was watching the scene unfold. Soon it'll escalate.

Then Kane fished out his hand from his pocket and moved quietly. To the scene.

“What is the matter here?" He asked calmly, his gaze shifting between the lady and the guy.