Due to a recent accident, Samuel didn't have a vehicle to drive. He could ask Steve to arrange one, but Liliana had a better idea.
A Kia Spectra was rushing toward the nearby shopping mall. It was Liliana's car that she recently purchased as an affordable vehicle; it had a light top speed compared to what Samuel was used to.
He was trying his best to get accustomed to it, but he couldn't stop thinking about when those mobsters wrecked his precious sparky. He lamented going lenient on them!
" So, where are we headed? Are you really taking us to shop?" Liliana asked.
" Of course, I had to take some responsibility for what that idiot had done." He also had one other goal to check out the Armani store. Online research was fine but it was better to grasp it in person. As a new model, he had to know about the company he would represent.
" Alright, I will take you up on that offer!"
" Is it really fine?" Rosaline, who was sitting beside her, asked in a low voice.
" Yes, what's the problem? It would be rude to decline his offer."
" But I feel like we are taking advantage of him."
Hearing their murmuring, Samuel smiled; he could trust them because they had no ill intentions. His titles had increased a lot and it was practically impossible for others to deceive him.
Samuel could see the large complex in the distance. Unlike its common name, Beverly Good mostly deals in designer goods. This area was where elites lived, so opening normal stores would never attract customers.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt" I never knew such a place existed on the city's outskirts." Rosaline was amazed. It was her first time experiencing how the wealthy lived. Even the Manor that she visited was an eye-opener for her. In an age where the internet was not yet prevalent, it was hard for people like her to know about it.
Unlike Rosaline, Liliana didn't have a strong reaction to it. She said a few words, but it looked like it was not her first time here.
Samuel was about to enter, but suddenly a roar came from behind, and something crossed his car as it zoomed past the entrance. Because of Samuel's carefulness, they narrowly avoided a collision.
" Fuck! Who is idiot driving so recklessly?" Samuel shouted, but the other party was already gone. Rosaline almost fell forward, she grabbed the back of the seat, but her hand hit the side door.
" Are you alright?" Liliana asked while supporting her.
" Yeah, I am fine. But-" The watch she was wearing shattered because of the impact. It was fortunate that no shards hit her face.
" It's gone. Was it expensive?"
" No."
" What happened? Are you alright?" Samuel also noticed her broken watch.
" Yeah, I am alright." She wiggled her hands to show nothing was broken. Liliana couldn't help but chuckle at her cute antics.
" We should take a look at it to be sure."
" It's common around here. Such people never care about the rules." Liliana asked. Rosaline was scared, how come she never experienced it then?
" It's a shame I didn't get a good look at him, but the car was definitely a Lamborgini," Samuel said as he began to look for parking spots.
Meanwhile, a few moments earlier.
" Che! I haven't been here for so long. Are they allowing anyone to enter now?" Johnson looked at the old beat-up car driving in front of him.
" Don't be mad, darling. They might be an employee." His girlfriend sitting beside him, tried to calm him down.
" Nonsense, as far as I know, they have a separate small gate for them. Why is everyone messing with me today?" Johnson was the son of a prominent businessman in this city. He was somewhat known, but recently his father told him to stay low.
The city's situation was changing; some unknown force was trying to suppress the local gangs. As a result, most big businesses had to pay hefty prices as the local troops were gearing up for a war that needed huge sums of money.
It was natural for his father to cut back on his expenses.
" Fuck why is he so slow?" He looked at the driver. Cheap glasses and a hat? Definitely a peasant! He pumped the accelerator to waltz passed the car. From the side view mirror, he saw the other party's car swaying left and right before coming to a halt.
" Hahaha, serves you right!" his girlfriend sighed; there was nothing good about this bastard beside his money. She regretted accepting his invitation. Fortunately, nothing happened, but she had a bad feeling in her gut like something ominous was about to happen.
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm" There it is. Should I destroy it?" Samuel spotted the red Lamborghini Gallardo.
" Forget it. Let's move on." Rosaline didn't want to cause trouble over such a 'small' issue. Besides, the owner looked wealthy.
" No, A few scratches would not hurt or should we slash the tires?" Liliana, on the other hand, was already in the mood.
" Nice, I like it." Samuel praised her, which made her realize she had said it out loud. Her old habits were starting to show now that she was comfortable with them.
" I am only joking. Hahaha."
" Let's go then. We should first go to a watch store to get you a new one." He suggested.
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"Sorry, sir, customers are shopping inside; please wait outside." As a result, when they arrived at the store's door, Samuel and the girls were blocked by the door, which was a first for him.
"Do I that unrecognizable with this getup? Should I buy the building and expel this brand?" Samuel began devising dangerous plans.
"We should go to the other stores. It looks very posh." Rosaline, on the other hand, was worried about something else. It was god's way of showing her not to go inside!
" She is right. That door boy seems to have a bigger salary than me." Liliana shrugged her shoulders and started looking around for cheap stores.
At this time, Samuel suddenly remembered the American express centurion black gold card he got a few years ago; it had been gathering dust for quite a while now.
"Well, let us in." He took out the Black Gold card and flashed it before the attendant.
The clerk was in a little daze looking at the shining card. A young man and two girls in casual clothes showed him something he never expected. Who were these people?