Chapter 10

"Are these three people sane? They look so dirty. Look at that woman

wearing a street cleaner's uniform and a straw hat. Good heavens, isn't this

an exclusive store for that famous international brand?" A rich woman

sneered coldly as she looked over whilst picking her clothes. She was

holding onto a branded bag. "I'm sorry, madam. I'll have them leave

immediately!" The beautiful saleswoman beside her immediately responded with a customary smile, then turned around to instruct the other

saleswoman, "Go, send them out of here. Don't let them lower our store's

class!" The saleswoman quickly strutted over in her high heels and

approached Fane's group of three. "Hello. Are you here to buy clothes?

We're a branded store. Our products are from overseas and of high

quality…" That saleswoman was an experienced employee. She was sure

that when put that way, those poor people would naturally realize that they

came to the wrong place and quietly take their leave. However, she had

obviously made a mistake this time. Fane looked around, then stated, "High

class is good. I'm looking to buy some classy clothes for my mother and

wife. I won't accept anything of lower class!" "What?!" The saleswoman

was stunned. "Sir, are you sure?" Fane looked at Selena who stood beside

him. "My wife is so pretty and graceful. Shouldn't she wear something

classy?" "Hehe, of course. It's just that I'm worried you would have issues

with the payment later." The saleswoman chuckled. If not for maintaining

the store's image, she would have told him off directly. How could these

poor blokes afford their goods? "What issues?" Fane could not be bothered.

He immediately pointed at a dress and stated, "Selena, that dress looked

decent. I think it'll suit you!" "It's fine. I don't really like that color. Fane,

I think we should leave!" Selena was feeling nervous. Before her marriage,

she would frequent stores like this. However, at that moment, she felt

extremely restrained. "You don't like this color? That's quite a good

excuse!" Unexpectedly, that rich lady had approached them. She sneered,

"Just admit that you can't afford it. Is there a point to keep up with the

facade? What's the point of keeping up appearances if you're poor? Only

the rich are worthy of keeping up with appearances!" "Poor? Based on what

are you judging our wealth?" Fane was pissed. He did not mind others

badmouthing him. However, that was aimed at Selena. It was unacceptable.

"Where else?" Seeing that Fane dared to retort her, she immediately took up

the confrontation. "Just about anywhere. How can a street cleaner and two

poorly dressed people afford to buy clothes here? Have a look for yourself. This dress itself is priced at five figures. Can you see it?" "What! F-f-five

figures!" Joan was shocked. She was really taken aback. She knew that it

would be expensive, but she thought it would at most be one or two thousand

bucks. She never expected it to hit five figures. "Fane, why don't we forget

about it? We can go look elsewhere!" Joan looked at Fane with a frown.

"Ma, don't you worry about this matter. The clothes here are for the younger

folks. I'll pick some for Selena first. I'll help you pick some later!" Faced

with his mother, Fane's expression was a lot gentler. "This one. Selena, go

give it a try!" Fane picked the one that he liked and passed it to Selena. "You

really want me to try it on?" Selena frowned. Women liked to look beautiful.

She naturally wanted to wear this type of clothes as well. However, her

current situation was unlike before. She was no longer the pretty director

from before, nor the Taylor family's Eldest Miss. Even if Fane had over two

hundred thousand bucks from his reward, that was earned from him risking

his life. She did not want to spend Fane's hard-earned money this way. "Go

try it on. What are you afraid of?!" Fane pushed Selena into the changing

room. "Wait a minute. Look at her covered in dirt. What if she dirtied our

clothes? By then I'm afraid we can't sell them anymore!" The beautiful

saleswoman asked angrily as her expression darkened. "If you continue

spouting nonsense, I'll give you a beating." Fane shot her a glare. That

intimidating aura caused her to cower and took a few steps back. "You're

not letting us try the clothes out before buying? What's the point of the

changing rooms?" Fane retorted coldly, then ushered Selena into the

changing room. Selena looked at Fane. It all seemed like a dream to her.

The Fane right then was really very different from before. 'Is this the same

delivery boy from five years ago who willingly marry into my family and

enlist for war in Ivan's place for one million bucks?' At that moment, Fane

seemed very manly and domineering. She smiled, then quickly changed and

walked out of the changing room. "Selena, you're really beautiful in this

dress. Absolutely stunning!" Joan took a look and her eyes brightened. "If

it's ten thousand, so be it. We'll buy this. All these years, my Fane hasn't bought you anything before. This is something he should have gotten for

you. If not because of our lack of money, it won't matter even if you buy

ten of them!" "It's really beautiful, but I think it's a little too expensive!"

Selena frowned. Although she was unwilling to part with it, she still

suggested, "Why don't we look around for a little? There are many shops

we haven't checked out yet!" "Just buy it if it looks good. Money is not a

problem!" Meanwhile, Fane passed her another two dresses. "These two

look good too. Try it on!" "Wait a minute. You can't try this dress!" The

beautiful saleswoman quickly took one of the dresses from them. "Sir, this

is a limited edition dress. It's the only dress in the entire country. This dress

is really expensive, priced at over a hundred thousand bucks! It's the most

expensive one in our store, so…" Smack! However, before she could finish

her sentence, Fane had given her a slap. "What did I say earlier? Have you

forgotten already? I've told you that I'd smack you if you continue spouting

nonsense!" "Y-y-you…" The beautiful saleswoman almost had a stroke.

What kind of person was that. So uncivilized. He really dared to hit her. The

saleswoman looked pitiful. She was at the verge of crying. "Brat, you're

really daring huh? A poor bloke like you still dare to be this brazen? Now

you've even hit someone. Poor folks like you shouldn't be in stores like this!

You said you're rich right? Sure, just you wait. If you can't afford to pay

later, I, Sister Karen, won't let you leave this store!" Sister Karen was

ruthless and chatty. After delivering her speech, she took out her iPhone and

made a call. "Old Roger, bring some men to the South Wing on the second

floor. I'm being bullied. There's a poor bloke that's acting insolently in my

face!" "Fane, what are you doing?" Witnessing that, Selena frowned and

said worriedly, "I think we better get going. I'm not trying it on!" "They're

just looking down on us and spewing nonsense. If I don't teach them a

lesson, they won't learn!" Having said that, Fane took both dresses. "It's

fine not to try it. Pack this up. I think the size is about right!" "I better try it

on then!" Selena was feeling helpless. Such an expensive dress. It would be

a huge loss if they purchased it just to find it being the wrong size. Furthermore, looking at Fane's behavior, the purchase was unavoidable.

Before she could finish trying the two dresses, there were several

bodyguards in suits standing in front of the door. Meanwhile, Sister Karen

was also standing by the door, sneering at Fane. "Sister Karen, that's the

poor bloke? Hehe, don't worry. I'm used to dealing with this type of poor

and insolent fool. I'll let him know what cruelty means later!"