I was utterly exasperated and cursed inwardly, "Support? It was merely an excuse for another show-off post."
"And what if you can't withdraw the deposit later?" I questioned, arms folded.
Jason seemed unfazed. "Then I'll give him a piece of my mind! I'll scold him until he has no choice but to return my deposit!"
For a moment, I was at a loss for words.
As Jacob announced the price, Jason's excitement knew no bounds.
"Mr. Short is so down-to-earth! The prices are unbelievably cheap! Even I can afford this!"
I knew he would insist on paying once more.
Yet, I chose not to intervene.
There was something in his desire to flaunt, so I would graciously allow him that indulgence.
Sure enough, minutes later, he flashed the order on his phone. A deposit of 50,000 dollars had been paid.
"See? I'm awesome, right?"
"Where did you get the money for the deposit?" I eyed him suspiciously.
He waved dismissively. "I got it covered. It's just 50,000 dollars. No biggie."
I looked at him with disdain.
I was well aware he had used a credit card for the deposit, all for the sake of showing off.
I couldn't fathom the source of his pride. "Are you really able to settle the balance?" I asked.