The cashier looked at them for a while before taking the card from Michael. It was a black card without any names or numbers on the card itself. The casher looked at the card again to be sure it wasn’t a joke from them before handing over to Michael.

“This is not the card to pay with. Pls leave. We will call the police.” said the cashier.

“Why don’t you try scanning it?” said Michael calmly, still holding the card to the cashier. The cashier paused before taking back the card and scanned through the payment system in front of her. There was no sound from it. The cashier’s face turned red and slammed the card on the table.

“I will call the police.”  shouted the cashier. Then the door of the staff room opened and an elderly gentleman rushed out with horrified face.

“Michael, Hi. How are you?” said the gentleman in between his breaths. Malee recognised him as a guest from one of the parties that the mistress held last year , organized by Mary. He smiled at Malee too as he must have recognised her as the one helping Mary with theguest list.

“Thanks. Business must be great!” said Michael taking the card from the top of the counter and putting it in his shirt’s pocket.

“Yes of course. Hope Georgia could come here for shopping.” said the gentleman. Michael nodded.

“I am not sure but I am sure George would be needing new clothes though.” said Michael.

“Yes course. Young master is back. Pls give our thanks to him.” said the gentleman as he nudged the cashier to pack the cloth into the bag.