"Reserved? I don't have time for your jokes."
I shoved him aside, my voice dropping to ice.
"Block me one more time and I'm calling security."
There was almost no time left. I truly could not be bothered with him.
I grabbed my cart and tried to leave.
But Owen seized the handle and held on tight. He looked at me with a vicious smile, then pulled out his phone and dialed.
"Hello, is this the purchasing manager at Lucky Star Supermarket? I want to buy every last bottle of water in your store. The deposit has already been transferred to your company account. Don't sell another drop to anyone else."
It happened in the blink of an eye.
A middle-aged man's voice came through the other end, dripping with eagerness to please. "Of course, of course..."
A moment later, the supermarket's PA system crackled to life with a flat, mechanical announcement:
"Attention, shoppers. All water products in this store have been sold out. Please visit another location for your water needs..."
Owen let out a cold laugh, his eyes gleaming with triumph as he looked at me.