“Thank you.” smiled Michael to the stunned looking cashier and took the plastic bag and walked out of the shop before waving to the gentleman who looked relieved to see both of them out of his shop.

“Who are they?” said cashier to the gentleman as Malee overheard while following Michael towards the door.

“They are personal servants of the owners.” whispered the gentleman which Malee was too far to hear. The crowd outside the shop was unaware of the events that had taken place in the shop as they left the mall with several plastic bags.

“Whose card is it?” asked Malee. Michael smiled and whisphered.  “George’s. I have it to buy household items.” replied Michael to which Malee nodded. If it has George’s name then she could have bought the entire shop without much a blinking of an eye.

“Lets go home. I am hungry again.” said Michael as they waited for the bus to the nearest bus-stop to the house. The bus came soon enough and both of them boarded the bus with several others. By the time the bus turned from the main road to their bus-stop, it was empty enough for Malee to count the number of passengers in her one hand. As she looked around, she noted those as the servants from other wealthy families around the estate.