The Billionaire's lucky break

Chapter nine

The salesgirl looked at him with surprise and admiration, "Sure, let me ring those up for you."

As he waited for the salesgirl to ring up the bags Marco grinned with satisfaction.

He almost burst into laughter at the look on her face but he didn't want to make her uncomfortable.

He knew that the three people who had laughed and mocked him were watching and he wanted to show them that they were wrong. 

He felt the back of his head tingle from the weight of their stares but he paid them no mind.

"Sir, are you sure you want to buy all of these bags?" the salesgirl asked, trying to mask her skepticism.

Marco smiled at her, "Yes, I am sure."

They were all shocked as they stared at him,  Marco knew they wouldn't take him seriously like this.

As Marco walked up to the cashier again, the saleswoman couldn't help but let out a scoff. She couldn't believe that this man, who she had previously dismissed as a "loser," was going to make a purchase.

"Are you sure you can afford all of these?" she asked a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Marco simply smiled and pulled out his credit card. The saleswoman and the other customers in the store gasped loudly. 

"I can assure you, I can afford it," Marco said with a smirk.

The saleswoman's eyes widened as she realized her mistake. She felt her face flush with embarrassment, and she couldn't bring herself to look at Marco. 

The other customers in the store couldn't believe what they were seeing and started to whisper among themselves.

He handed over his card to pay for the bags, and everyone in the store was shocked. The card was not like any other card they had seen before.

 It was made of pure gold and had a distinctive emblem engraved on it. It was clear that this was not a regular credit card, it was something much more exclusive.

The saleswoman's eyes widened as she looked at the card. She couldn't believe her eyes. She had been so convinced that Marco wouldn't be able to afford the bags, but now she saw that she had been wrong.

The other customers in the store couldn't help but stare in awe as they saw the pure gold card. They were amazed, and some of them even whispered to each other, trying to figure out who Marco was.

"I am sorry, sir. I didn't realize that you were able to afford such luxury items," the sales girl said, her tone now filled with even more respect.

"It's alright, no harm done," Marco replied calmly.

The cashier nervously swiped the card through the machine, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never been in charge of such a large scale before and she was terrified of messing it up.

 As the machine beeped, indicating that the payment had been accepted, she let out a sigh of relief.

The cashier admired the card and handed it back to Marco with a look of awe. "Thank you for your purchase, sir," she said, still in shock.

The saleswoman, who had been assisting the fat man stared with a look of jealousy on her face. On one hand, she was happy that the sale had gone through smoothly, but on the other hand, she couldn't help but feel regretful.

 She had been working hard to earn a big commission on this sale, but now that it was over, she realized that she had missed out on a huge amount of money.

All because she judged Marco wrongly. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment as the salesgirl did a little happy dance with a grin on her face.

Meanwhile, the salesgirl, who was busy packing up the bag couldn't contain her excitement. She had been working hard for the last three months and had been looking forward to this sale. 

she felt an incredible sense of happiness wash over her. She had earned almost three months' salary from this one sale and she couldn't believe her luck. She felt like she was on top of the world.

The saleswoman immediately changed her expression, plastering on a fake smile and trying to flatter him in hopes of making a sale.

But Marco was not impressed. He ignored her advances. The saleswoman couldn't believe it, she had never had a customer completely ignore her before and it stung. 

She tried to catch his attention, but he wouldn't even look at her.

Meanwhile, across the store, the young girl shopping with the large, rotund man. She was looking at bags and pointing out the ones she liked, but the man seemed uninterested in her choices. 

The girl begged him to buy more bags for her, but the man was angry and refused. 

"Honey, I need more bags," she whined.

"one is enough, I will buy you more later, okay?" the man tried to pacify her.

"No! I want more bags and I want them now," she said as she stomped her foot.

"And I said no if you want more bags then work for it." He snapped.

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The girl gasped.

The argument between the girl and the man continued, causing a scene in the store. The saleswoman couldn't take it anymore, she walked over to them and politely asked them to leave. 

"What do you mean? Do you know who I am?" the fat man asked.

They began to argue, their voices getting louder and louder.

Marco smirked at the chaos.

As he was about to leave the store, he asked the salesgirl if she could deliver all the bags to his home. She agreed, and Marco handed her a small slip of paper with his address written on it.

 Before he left, he reached into one of the bags and pulled out a small, elegant bag. He handed it to the salesgirl and said, "This is a gift for you, thank you for your kindness."

The salesgirl's eyes widened as she took the bag. She couldn't believe that she was holding a luxury item in her hands. She looked at the bag with awe, feeling like she had just hit the jackpot.

 Everyone in the store looked at her with envy, wondering who this lucky salesgirl was that had caught the attention of Marco.

The salesgirl held the bag tightly, her heart racing. She couldn't believe that she had just received a gift from someone as handsome and successful as Marco. 

She felt like she had fallen in love with him at that moment. She knew that she would never forget this experience and it would be a memory that she would treasure forever.

As she watched Marco leave the store, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. She knew that she would probably never see him again, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was the start of something special.

 She held the bag close to her heart, feeling grateful and blessed. She knew that this was a moment that she would never forget.