Elite society

Isaiah walked out of his g-wagon with a purpose and a bouquet in his grasp. The bouquet had been for his now ex after she threw the flower at him for walking out of yet another one of their dates. She fell in love with him... and his money, then she has the guts to complain when he leaves like this to maintain the certain lifestyle she was accustomed to? What should he have expected? She was on a reality show, and she loves Dior so...

"You're leaving? Again?"

"I'm sorry babe it's a work emergency, here" he dropped his black card, "pay for the meal and go on a shopping spree, spend as much as you want" he smiled at her. But she wasn't returning the energy, grabbing the card she snapped it into two and threw it on the ground.

"Railey!"

"What?! I cannot believe you are leaving me, what? Work emergency? I saw who called you, Marianne, it was that bitch's sister, wasn't it?" 

"So what?"