Chapter 1000: The LN FASHION (part two)

"Young people don't always shoot off their mouths like that. You're actually younger than her, you know, but you are always polite and respect other people. She's left in the dust compared to you," griped Kevin. He couldn't see what Claire's problem was, and couldn't see that he was just making it worse. Now it seemed even more like Leena's fault, and she could blame the gal for everything. Everything.

Leena felt dizzy after Kevin said this. What did he think he was doing? She found him more of a hindrance than a helper. All he was doing was adding fuel to the fire, and Claire would hate her more. Aghast, she pinched Kevin's waist forcibly to stop him from digging an even deeper hole.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Kevin whipped his head around to look at her while stroking his sore spot in astonishment. She had pinched him so hard that he felt like he'd been bitten! He couldn't believe that she actually hurt him. Where was his gentle and caring woman? Did she mean to do this?

"Sorry, just a stray thread on your shirt, and I just plucked it away. I guess I grabbed too much," Leena replied lamely. Obviously, she was lying through her teeth. But she needed to think of something quickly, and some way to let him know without Claire's knowledge. If he continued to trash Claire like that, it might destroy everything Leena had done to try and get on her good side.

"Seems that you hate this thread a lot. So now I'm collateral damage," grumbled Kevin, rolling his eyes. He was sure that she was pinching him, and that was not how you grabbed a stray thread.

Hah! I said I was sorry," said Leena, smiling disarmingly. However, she was actually gnashing her teeth. She had really wanted to pinch him harder until he passed out, so that he would not utter a single silly word to complicate the matter.

So where are we headed? The department store, the shopping mall, or those designer brand shops on high street?" Claire chipped in. She tried to behave herself after being scolded by her brother, and sounded less arrogant when asking. So maybe it had done some good after all.

"To the designer brand shops," Kevin answered without a second thought. He knew that Leena only wore brand name clothing, which they wouldn't be able to find in a department store or an average shopping mall. Her clothing choices were definitely not off-the-rack.

"Er... seriously, Kevin? Clothes there must be worth a month's salary, you know," Claire asked with astonishment written all over her face. She never knew her brother to be such a wealthy person. He had a pretty pricey car already, and then he wanted to buy brand name clothing? It was just odd for Claire, who didn't worry about clothes. All they had to do was looking trendy and hot. Of course, she preferred brand-name garments rather than those off-the-rack clothes. But they didn't have to be world famous brands since she didn't know much about those particular brands. Although she had some vanity, she had no high-end wardrobe. Instead, she pursued things that could attract people's attention, such as large and expensive items like cars. From her point of view, it would be awesome to drive an excellent sports car and capture everyone's gaze, which you might never get by wearing expensive clothing.

"Yeah, I'm positive," said Kevin slowly. It was true that he couldn't afford things as expensive as a luxury car or a mansion, but he surely could afford high-end clothing. What was more, he had a higher standard of living than the average upper middle class guys, so buying expensive clothes was a piece of cake for him.

"That alright, Leena?" Claire asked in confusion. She had heard that poor people really lived frugally, and wouldn't buy anything too expensive. They couldn't. But strangely, Leena didn't seem to have problem with buying a costly dress at all.

"No. Why should I? It's up to your brother," Leena responded, feeling puzzled, too. It seemed like a natural thing for Kevin to suggest. She wasn't surprised, since she had long gotten used to wearing famous brands. What surprised her, though, was that Claire suddenly talked to her in a respectful tone just now.

"Well... alright. Just don't make a fuss over the price. You'll disgrace me if you do. Just get out of the store if the high prices scare you," Claire demanded, shaking her head in disbelief. She might be able to imagine them buying one piece or another of those clothes, but buying several pieces? They needed to sell this car first if they wanted to!

"You don't have to come with us if you're worried about that. Mind your own business. Why don't you pick us up when you're done. Sound good?" Kevin proposed. He was desperately wishing that she hadn't come along, since she'd been a third wheel from the very beginning. So he seized the chance and egged her on.

"No way! I'm not that stupid! Now that I've come along and served as your driver, shouldn't I get something out of it too? I want a designer dress. You owe me!" Claire said with a pleasant smile. In fact, she had a good nature and was sensible enough most of the time. She was only spoiled by people around her and became self-centered, knowing that she would not be blamed no matter what she said or did.

I knew you were a freeloader and wouldn't come along for nothing. But let me put it straight. Don't even think about an extravagant spending spree," Kevin said. Honestly, he didn't know how much money was on his card, but he knew his credit limit was not small. For one thing, Blue Enchantress was doing well and he could expect a high dividend. For another, Hoyle was a reliable friend, and was unlikely to rip him off. So he was sure that he had earned a lot.

"Alright then, scrooge!" Claire mumbled. But she was clever enough to see that Kevin had agreed, so she was chuckling to herself though she couldn't resist complaining. She was in no hurry to find a job after graduation this year. Without a salary, her wallet had been empty.

"Don't pretend that you don't have any pocket money. Today's a great day to use it. What's the matter? Saving it for a rainy day? Don't tell me that you are keeping it for your dowry." Kevin teased. For all he knew, Claire got a lot of pocket money every month. She was not going to tell him that she had spent all of that now.