The Extraordinary Heir System

Chapter 04

Morgan went to an area specializing in luxury shops. Luxury cars were parked on both sides of the street. Fashionably dressed people and their bodyguards could be seen entering and leaving the shops. The area looked wonderful and cozy from all sides. 

"Alright, where should I go now?" Morgan scanned the shops around him one by one. "This is my first time coming to this area."

Morgan stopped walking when he saw a vast shop sign. "I found the place I need to visit now."

Morgan walked rather hurriedly, passing many pedestrians, until finally arriving in front of the most significant outlet in the area. "This place is amazing."

Morgan entered the outlet, surprised to see neatly arranged rows of clothes and accessories. He walked through the cabinets, observing the items. 

"This is my first time entering a luxury outlet. I usually can only watch from afar and on television."

Morgan picked up a few items, surprised to see the prices. "These items are very expensive, but I don't have to worry because I have a black card now."

The other visitors seemed to be whispering, looking at Morgan sarcastically. They were uncomfortable seeing a shabbily dressed man in a luxury outlet.

Morgan froze as he realized people were staring at him. "They must be talking about me. I indeed coming in shabby clothes."

A female employee approached Morgan, staring at him from head to toe. "What are you doing here?" she asked sarcastically.

"I'm picking out an outfit right now," Morgan replied calmly. "Can you recommend a good outfit for me? I want to go to an event ...." 

The employee immediately snatched the items in Morgan's hand. "How dare a beggar like you enter a Luxury Outlet! You must have sneaked in while the guards were off guard!"

The clerk cleaned his clothes for a moment, glaring at Morgan sharply. "You've soiled these items! You'd better leave before the guards throw you out!"

The patrons began to approach, crowding around and glaring at Morgan sarcastically. 

Morgan glanced at the visitors, remaining calm. "I'm not a beggar. I came to buy goods at this outlet."

"Those are the words beggars often say when entering this outlet. Look at what you've done! The customers are uncomfortable because of your presence in this outlet."

"I have enough money to buy the items in this outlet."

"Someone like you won't be able to buy a single item in this outlet! Leave now before I report you to the police! I'm still being kind to you because I'm not asking for any compensation for the harm you've done!"

"You are a damn beggar! You make me sick!

"Why are poor people like you so ignorant?

"Can't you see the state you're in?

"Is it that hard for you to look in the mirror?" 

"Get out of this place right now! You make me sick!"

The visitors sneered at Morgan, staring dismissively. The crowd grew, and the employees began to approach.  

Morgan exhaled a long breath, taking a glance at his ring. "I'm used to people's insults, but I won't give in now," he muttered. 

"Gosh, why are you still silent? Didn't I ask you to leave?" The female clerk looked furious. "You really are a damn beggar!"

A couple entered the outlet, approaching the crowd. They were surprised to see people surrounding Morgan. 

"That trash is still alive. Why did God give that trash a long life?" snapped Missy as she rolled her eyes. "My mood is instantly ruined." 

Mike laughed. "Save your annoyance, Missy. People are sneering at that trash, and we have to help them."

Missy smiled. "Ah, you're right, honey."

"I'm not a beggar. I came to buy stuff at this outlet, and I can prove it," Morgan shouted. 

"What is that thief doing in this place?" shouted Mike. The staff and visitors immediately turned their heads, allowing the man to approach.

Missy smiled sarcastically, feigning surprise. "Gosh, why would Luxury Outlet let that thief hang out here?

"Mike, Missy," Morgan muttered, clenching his fists tightly. 

"Do you recognize that beggar, sir?" one of the employees asked. 

"How could I not recognize that beggar? He's a former employee of my restaurant. He stole the restaurant's money to gamble. He even hurt other employees when they caught him stealing." Mike took Missy's hand. "He even dared to act insolently towards my girlfriend."

"That's right." Missy pointed at Morgan. "That trash harassed me. He even had the nerve to slap me when I resisted his crazy actions."

Everyone was shocked, sneering at Morgan. 

Morgan gritted his teeth, glancing at everyone. "They won't believe a word I say even if I defend myself once," he muttered. 

[Ding]

[Mission 1: Humiliate Mike and Missy in front of everyone]

[Duration: 10 Minutes]

[Prize: $10,000 and 10 EXP]

Morgan was surprised to receive a notification. "My first mission has started! Do I just have to embarrass Mike and Missy in front of everyone?"

Morgan smiled. "I know what I have to do."

Mike gritted his teeth, pointing at Morgan. "Look at this trash! He's smiling instead of admitting all his mistakes! He's completely out of his mind!"

Missy interjected, "Oh my, where are the guards? Why didn't they kick this scum out right away? He makes me sick!

"Get out of here right now!" one of the employees shouted, pointing at the exit. "This is your final warning. If you're still in this place, I'll report you to ..... What are you doing?"

Morgan grabbed the clothes from the clerk's hand and weaved through the patrons, bumping into Mike until he was about to fall. 

Morgan randomly took many clothes, shoes, perfume, and watches. He ignored everyone's stares. 

"Are you out of your mind? Why are you taking things from this outlet? Did you intentionally want to dirty all the items, or did you want to steal them before you ran away?" Mike shouted. 

"I'm going to buy these things," Morgan replied calmly. 

"You can't possibly buy a single item in this outlet. It would take you years just to buy even the cheapest item! Somebody stop that scum right now!" growled Missy. 

"Stop!" The employees started yelling, chasing after Morgan. 

Morgan ignored everyone, grabbing the items in the cabinets and display cases and putting them all on the counter. 

"You fucking thief! Do you think you can buy that stuff?" Mike grabbed Morgan's shoulder. "You must have stolen a lot of money for you to come to this place to buy that stuff!"

Missy yelled, "That scum can't possibly have any money! I'm sure he used my boyfriend's and other people's money!"

Morgan brushed Mike's hand off his shoulder, giving Missy and everyone else a glare. "You guys are already wasting my precious time."

"You bastard! You're still acting cocky! You're just a fucking thief!" Mike was about to punch Morgan, but he was suddenly afraid when Morgan gave him a sharp look. 

Mike laughed. "I don't need to get my hands dirty."

"What's going on?" asked the outlet manager, who arrived with two guards. "I heard a commotion from my room earlier."

"That beggar has messed up this outlet, sir. He's making all the customers uncomfortable. I've kicked her out many times, but she just doesn't want to leave. He even took things and brought them to the cashier's desk," said the employee who first caught Morgan. 

Mike and Missy looked at each other, smiling. They had come to the right place at the right time. Morgan is bound to get into big trouble now, they thought.

The white-haired man scrutinized Morgan from head to toe. He had been working for twenty-five years, so he was used to dealing with problems, like shabby-looking people making a mess. 

The manager turned to the items on the counter. "Are you going to buy all that stuff?" he asked coldly. 

"Yes, I'm going to buy them. I came to shop," Morgan replied. 

Mike approached the manager. "That trash can't possibly pay for those items, sir. He's a former employee of my restaurant on minimum wage. He's been stealing my money, but there's no way he can pay for all that stuff."

"Do you want to bet with me, Mike?" Morgan smiled.