The Extraordinary Heir System

Chapter 05

"What do you mean, asshole?" snapped Mike. 

Missy grabbed Mike's hand. "Don't fall for that scum talk, Mike. He's just a fucking loudmouth! You have to remember that he stole your money."

"Are you scared, Mike?" Morgan laughed. "If you're scared, I can cancel the bet. I should have realized you're a scaredy-cat a long time ago."

"You bastard! How dare you insult me!" Mike released Missy's grip. "Why should I be afraid? I'm pretty sure you won't be able to pay for all that stuff. Everyone knows that."

The visitors nodded, whispering. 

Morgan smiled. "Alright, let's make a bet. You and Missy have to kiss my shoes if I can buy all this stuff. If I can't pay for it, I'll be your slave for a year."

"What?" Mike and Missy were shocked. 

"What an asshole! You must be out of your mind! Why do my girlfriend and I have to kiss your ugly shoes?" screeched Mike. 

Missy gave Morgan a sharp look, muttering, "Why does he look so confident when I'm sure he has no money? He's even still wearing the clothes he wore yesterday. Is he up to something?"

"Did you change your mind, Mike? You're such a coward."

"Shut your mouth, asshole! My lover is no coward!" Missy yelled, "You have to prove you can pay for all that stuff, Morgan! Everyone in this outlet will be a witness!"

Morgan stared at the patrons. "I'll certainly prove it."

Morgan handed the manager his black card. "I want to pay for all the items with this card."

The manager was shocked when he saw the black card in his hand. He checked the card over and over again, staring at Morgan intently. His hands were shaking violently. Who would have thought the shabbily dressed man would have a black card?

Mike, Missy, the staff, and all the visitors were stunned. As members of a middle—and upper-class family, they certainly knew the black card. 

Mike suddenly laughed to break the silence. "This is really funny! I'm pretty sure it's a fake card. Trash like you can't possibly have a black card."

Missy said, "I wouldn't be surprised if you stole the card either, Morgan."

The manager looked at Morgan intently. "Did you steal this card? I could report you to the police."

"You can check the black card to see who it belongs to."

Mike growled, "You don't know yourself! How dare a scum like you boss the manager of this outlet around."

The manager was sure that this black card was the real thing. However, he still doubted that Morgan was the owner. After thinking for a while, he finally realized that some super-rich people often pretend to be poor to test someone.

"Alright, I'll check this card. If you're lying, you'll have to pay one hundred thousand dollars in restitution and serve time in jail."

"Sure, I'll take responsibility." Morgan smiled, watching the hologram screen. "I have seven minutes left to complete the mission."

The manager went to the cashier's desk to check the black card. Mike, Missy, and all the visitors waited impatiently. 

"Damn! Why does that scum seem calm? He's even smiling like crazy. Could that card really be his?" Mike muttered, clenching his fists tightly. "But, that's certainly not possible. He's just a poor guy with no family and no wealth. There are only two possibilities. Either the card is fake or he stole it from someone."

The manager was silent as he read the information on the screen. He looked at a photo and Morgan in turn. Sweat poured down his forehead. 

"What about the results, sir?" asked Mike curiously. "That card must be a fake, right? Even if it's real, it must belong to someone else."

The manager wiped his sweat repeatedly, glancing at Morgan, trying to remain as calm as possible. Meanwhile, the employees were starting to get scared at the manager's sharp gaze. 

The manager approached Morgan, suddenly bowing. "As the manager of Luxury Outlet, I am truly sorry for this incident, sir. I truly apologize."

"What?" Mike and Missy were shocked, as were all the employees and customers. The atmosphere became very quiet.

The employees looked at each other for a moment, bowing down. They were getting scared, especially the employees who sneered and mistreated Morgan. 

Morgan smiled, feeling very relieved. "I was so tense when the manager checked my card. I believe the system is real," he muttered. 

Mike and Missy were still in shock. They opened their eyes and mouths wide, confirming that this was all true. 

"What's going on, sir? Why are you suddenly bowing to him?" asked Mike, glancing at Morgan. "There's no way that scum has that black card. He's just a former restaurant employee."

"Raise your head, sir. That trash doesn't deserve your respect." Missy looked agitated. 

"Shut up!" snapped the manager, glaring. "How dare you insult the Luxury Outlet's special visitors!"

Mike and Missy were stunned, frozen in place. The customers looked at each other, whispering. They still couldn't believe that the shabbily dressed man was a special guest of a luxury outlet.

"Sir, we are at your service. What can we do for you now?" the manager asked politely. 

"His demeanor suddenly changed towards me. Money does have magic," Morgan muttered. 

Morgan looked at Mike and Missy, smiling. "They're still shocked by this. It's still early days."

"I want to buy all that stuff." Morgan pointed at all the items on the counter. He walked over to a closet, touching a piece of clothing. "I want to buy all the clothes in this closet, too."

Mike, Missy, and the other customers were silent. 

Morgan walked past a few display cases, touching a few items and pointing at random clothes, shoes, and accessories. "I want to buy all the items in this display case, that display case, and also the items in that closet. I also want all the new and most expensive items. I want everything ready within five minutes. Don't make me wait."

"We understand, sir." The manager nodded to the staff. 

The staff rushed to get all the items Morgan had indicated, packing everything quickly and as well as possible. Mike, Missy, and all the visitors just watched without saying anything. The items in the Luxury hotel were expensive, and only rich people could afford to buy many items at once. 

"Please sit in this chair while we prepare all your belongings, sir. We will let you know when everything is ready."

Morgan sat in the chair. An employee served drinks, cakes, and fruits. 

"This is amazing," Morgan murmured as he picked up a glass, taking a slow sip. "I'm having this delicious drink for the first time."

Morgan laughed as he watched Mike and Missy fall silent. "They were so shocked that they were speechless. They're like statues now."

Mike slapped his cheek so hard that everyone looked at him. He gritted his teeth, staring at Morgan, who was enjoying the meal. Never in his life had he imagined this would happen.

"He stole my black card!" Mike shouted suddenly.