You wanna know how rich I am, right?

The blonde-haired guy stared at Mark's dressing from head to toe, he didn't discern any reason for Dylan to purchase outfits for him. Mark's dressing was definitely cool and outstanding to him.....in fact, it was unique. He secretly wondered why Dylan wanted to purchase outfits for him as if Mark was a kind of pauper that didn't have clothes to wear.....yeah, that was the blonde-haired guy's thinking.

After staring at Mark's dressing for some seconds, he said,

"Why do you wanna purchase clothes for him? judging from this guy's dressing, I can tell that he is a good fashionista also".

A little smile plastered unto Mark's face the moment he heard those words from the blonde-haired guy, someone recognized how good of a fashionista he was. But definitely, the guy was mistaken about something.

"Yeah, I can clearly see that he is a fashionista, but I'm purchasing these clothes for him for different reasons you don't know about. Not because he is a pauper or something like that". Dylan stated.

"Reasons like what?". The blonde-haired guy inquired of Dylan. That question was enough to piss off Dylan if not that he was well acquainted with the guy.....what the f**k does he care about?

"This guy over here wants to engage in some photoshoots, I'm just assisting by purchasing some of these expensive outfits for him. And since you are here, I trust you to select some of the best clothes for the photoshoot". Dylan clarified.

"Why do you trust me on that?".

"You should know the answer to that, ain't you the one that does select the best outfits for me anytime I come here to purchase clothes? You were even the one that persuaded me to buy these clothes that I am wearing now 'cause you know they would look good on me".

"Yeah, I recall vividly to all those, I was just trying to hear words from your mouth. Let's stroll around to take a look at each of the male outfits so I can pick the best for the photoshoot". The blonde-haired guy said beckoning on them to follow him.

The three of them began strolling about on the second floor looking for the best of the best outfits to choose for the photoshoot. There were also other people present on the second floor that was searching for clothes to buy as the workers of the boutique attended to them. Their strolling wasn't in vain as the blonde-haired guy began selecting some cool clothes for the photoshoot, outfits that looked good on Mark.

He selected some t-shirts of different brands and colors, shirts of different designs, and so on. Mark and Dylan were astounded when he selected a suit for the photoshoot, a white suit and its trouser. Mark didn't consent at first to wear a suit for the photo shoot, but he agreed when he tried the suit on, it looked very good on him....it fitted him well.

The blonde-haired guy had done his best for them, he had chosen the best clothes to his capabilities, and they all fitted Mark well. But he had one suggestion to make, they were missing something, their purchase wasn't complete yet.

"So you guys have gotten the perfect clothes for the photoshoot, but something is still missing".

"What is that?". Mark and Dylan asked in unison.

"Shoes, ain't you guys gonna purchase shoes for the photoshoot, are you going to put on those expensive clothes for the photoshoot without wearing shoes? Damn! that wouldn't make sense at all. There are a lot of cool shoes on the first floor of this boutique....let's go down to select some".

Dylan wasted no time in throwing Mark an 'I told you' look after those words flowed out from the guy's mouth, and Mark was like,

"I didn't accept your offer to purchase some of those shoes for me 'cause you wanted to buy them for my personal use. If it was for the photoshoot, I would have accepted them willingly.....so don't look at me that way".

The moment Mark made that statement, Dylan took his gaze away from him and settled it on the blonde-haired guy.

"That's of the past, you guys should just forget about that. Let's head to the first floor to select some cool sneakers that would fit with the designer shirts and t-shirts. Then for the suit, a casual shoe would be perfect for it". The blonde-haired guy said as he began walking towards the elevator that would transport them to the first floor while Mark and Dylan followed suit.

Mark couldn't help but worry, the money Dylan was spending on him was bothering him. The clothes Dylan had acquired for him were expensive, that's for sure, now he was about to purchase some expensive shoes for him also. Mark's main worry was on the fact that Dylan's efforts might all be in vain. After purchasing all these expensive clothes for him, engaging in the photoshoots, then posting all the photoshoot pics on all his social media handles.....but nothing changes.

How would Dylan feel? Would he get angry and conclude that Mark can never become popular as an artiste? Would he keep his remaining ideas to himself and walk out of Mark's life? All these bothered Mark too...yeah, they were really bothering him. Three of them quickly arrived at the first floor of the boutique 'cause they took the elevator. They didn't waste time as they began selecting shoes that would match solely well with the outfits.

In the end, they selected three sneakers and one casual shoe for the suit. Done with the selecting of clothes and shoes for the photoshoot, they shook hands with the blonde-haired guy and Dylan thanked him for always assisting in selecting fashionable outfits for him anytime he visited this boutique. Mark and Dylan sauntered to the nearest counter to settle the bills for all the stuff they had purchased.....to remember, all bills were on Dylan.

Arriving at the counter, Mark handed the two polythene bags of items over to the female cashier so she could scan through the bag and tell them the total cost of all that they had purchased. Mark opened his mouth in awe the moment she voiced out the total cost of the stuff they obtained,

"The cumulative cost is four thousand dollars".

Dylan didn't shake at the amount, instead, he brought out his debit card and handed it over to the female cashier and said,

"Take the money from there".

The female cashier did as she was told, and there wasn't any complaint of any sort from her, complaints like 'Insufficient fund'. Everything went smoothly as she climaxed with what she was doing and handed the debit card back to Dylan, with a smile on her face, she said,

"Thanks for buying from this boutique".

"Thanks for having quality, amazing and expensive outfits". Dylan retorted as the both of them giggled a little.

With that, Dylan focused his attention on Mark and uttered,

"It's about time to head over to the 'Pixxel' photographic studio for the photoshoot, let's move".

As the both of them sauntered out of the boutique, Mark kept on staring at Dylan. The way Dylan gave the cashier his debit card to withdraw that amount of money left Mark dumbfounded, which indicates that such an amount of money was nothing to him. Not like Mark didn't have that amount of money in his bank account.....he had it and more of it in his bank account.

But one thing was for sure, he would never come to such a luxurious boutique to purchase his clothes....well, as for now. He had his favorite boutiques where he does purchase his outfits 'cause their prices ain't that expensive and ain't that cheap either....just on an average rate. As Mark and Dylan came out of the boutique and entered the 'Grand Cherokee jeep' car, Mark said to Dylan,

"Aren't you gonna tell me how wealthy you are, I'm sure that you are rich, the evidence is enough. But wealthiness has its different grades and levels, on what grade are you sitting on?".

Dylan's lips curved in a smile, he glanced at Mark and said,

"You wanna know how rich I am, well, you've asked me this question before and I promised to tell you later. Don't doubt my promise, I'll d surely keep to my words, I'm gonna tell you later".

With that, Mark said nothing more as Dylan drove off heading to the 'Pixxel' photographic studio. Arriving at the studio, they met with the owner of the studio, and thank goodness, he wasn't busy. Just to say, the guy's studio looks dope and amazing to Mark, all the equipment in the studio, the way it was built, and the beauty of it....Mark loved them all.

The shoot began almost immediately as Mark changed to the different outfits and altered body posture and style for each shoot.....he was completely dripping in swag. The pictures taken were absolutely cool and unique, the guy was definitely good at his job. After the climax of the photoshoot, the guy sent all the pictures to Mark's phone so he could make use of it as he liked.

Before Mark and Dylan departed from the photographic studio, Dylan paid the guy according to the fixed price and said to him,

"Thanks for the photoshoot, the pictures were so lovely and bright. I love guys that are good at what they do".

"I appreciate that a lot, thanks for always patronizing me". The guy retorted with a smile on his face.

As Mark and Dylan stepped out of the studio and entered Dylan's car, Dylan said something sudden to Mark,

"You wanna know how rich I am, right?".