Chapter 15
Author: Chocolà
last update2024-05-05 21:50:35

Ric already said what he said and he meant it because he had carried along with him enough cash to avoid questions from Damon if he paid with his black card.

A lot of people had left the shopping they came to the store for and now watched the drama, whispers also went around.

"Le Teté sells really quality and amazing products, I wonder how that man intends to pay for all the items in his trolley?"

"He seems very confident, maybe the store also sells cheaper less quality items than the original which maybe within his capacity."

"He doesn't look like someone that can comfortably afford a three square meal. If he has life savings he should not waste it on such expensive clothing items."

While some people were of the opinion that Ric boasted unjustly, some thought that he was foolish to take spend all his money on clothes just to feel high and mighty.

Damon noticed people talking and also wanted to have a look at the pompous poor man that different shoppers spoke about.

"Our store is popu
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