Chapter 11

"All three dresses suit you well, honey. Do you like it? We'll get them if

you like it!" The two saleswomen no longer dared to look down on Fane.

They merely stood there pitifully. Hearing Fane's words, Selena blushed.

She was still a little unused to the term 'Honey'. "I still think it's too

expensive!" By then, Selena had already changed back into her clothes. She

took a look at the three dresses, then replied with a smile. "It's the thought

that counts. One dress will do, no need for that many!" "Hehe, just admit

that you're poor and drop the act. Don't even think of leaving the store if

you can't pay up today!" Sister Karen, the rich woman, started sneering at

them. When the saleswomen heard those words, they felt delighted. 'These

three poor blokes are acting so insolent even though they're poor. Let's see

how you deal with it now that you met a stronger figure.' However, out of

their expectations, Fane passed the three dresses to the saleswoman that he

slapped earlier. "Just these three. Pack them up for me!" "You're really

buying? The total is almost two hundred thousand bucks…" The woman

asked out of surprise, then finally led the way after a moment, saying, "Sir,

this way please!" Fane followed along and took out a gold card. The

numbers on the card were all eights. "This...is it usable?" the saleswoman

frowned, unable to resist from muttering. It was her first time seeing such a

card. "Why do you keep spewing nonsense? It's password-free for payments

under ten billion bucks!" Fane gave her an impatient look, then dashingly

waved at Selena who was waiting for him. Gasp! The saleswoman took a

big gulp of air. Somehow, she still felt that this man before him was lying. Even the most powerful black card that she knew of was only limited to

password-free transactions under 10 million bucks. Meanwhile, this person

was telling her that his card allowed for password-free transactions under

10 billion? If that was not a lie, what was? However, she tried her best to

smile and ran the card through the reader. Surprisingly, the transaction was

successful instantly! "Oh my god, he was telling the truth?" The beautiful

saleswoman swallowed hard. Even if that was a lie, the card was still

capable of password-free transactions for that sum of money. This person's

identity was surely extraordinary. Moreover, this type of customer would

definitely be considered VIP amongst VIP at the banks. "Sir, here you go.

Please come again!" It was rare for them to meet such a rich customer. The

beautiful saleswoman respectfully passed the card back to Fane and bowed

slightly, trying to appease him. "What's wrong? Didn't you just diss us for

being poor? You're still asking us to come again?" Fane smiled coldly as he

retrieved his card. "It's all a misunderstanding. I didn't expect you to keep

such a low profile!" The beautiful saleswoman answered with a smile, then

added, "If you're making similar purchases here every day, I don't mind

getting slapped by you again!" After all, those three dresses gave them quite

a good commission, especially the one costing over 100 thousand bucks.

Most people could not afford it. Fane could not be bothered with her. He

then approached Selena and Joan. "Let's go. Ma, we'll go shop somewhere

else and see if there are any that suit you!" "Are you serious? You really

settled the bill?" Sister Karen stood in front of the door waiting to teach

Fane a lesson. When she saw the saleswoman escorting Fane out

delightfully, she was flabbergasted. Although she did not lack wealth, she

would still feel the pain if she spent 200 thousand bucks in one go.

Moreover, she had just uttered some mean words. "A good dog doesn't

block the way! Move aside!" Fane stated coldly as he reached the door and

stared at those bodyguards. "Brat, you're quite insolent!" The leader of the

bodyguards was aggravated. He took a step forward and sent a punch right

at Fane's face. Bang! However, he was sent flying the very next instant, landing heavily on the floor. "This…" The rest of the bodyguards were

stunned. This brat seemed to be a capable fighter. "What're you doing

standing there? Go get him! Damn it, how dare he hit my men. That's just

disrespecting me, Sister Karen!" Sister Karen snapped her fingers and

barked her orders. Upon witnessing that, she was furious. Bang, bang, bang!

Unfortunately, the next moment she was speechless. Her rather capable

bodyguards that went through special training were all lying on the floor,

unable to even touch his clothes. "Sister Karen, would you like to try?" Fane

stared coldly at Sister Karen, curling his finger invitingly at her. "It's all a

misunderstanding. Little brother, I can see that you're quite the capable

fighter. Why don't you be my bodyguard? I'll pay you!" Sister Karen smiled

awkwardly. If her bodyguards were no match for Fane, what could she, a

weak little girl, do? She would probably die from a single kick. "Be your

bodyguard? Hehe, you're overestimating yourself!" To Fane, that offer was

a joke. He, the Supreme Warrior, master of the Nine Gods of War, and his

countless contributions in the war, falling low enough to be someone's

bodyguard? "Son, let's get going!" Joan was scared. It was the first time she

witnessed such a scene. However, her own son's strength was truly amazing.

A group like that was not his match. "Let's go. Ma, the clothes in that store

would suit you…" "Don't bother. You've already spent so much money.

Don't use up all your rewards!" "It's fine Ma, your son wants to buy some

clothes for you. Isn't that the right thing to do?" … After a moment, Selena

received a call. After answering it, her expression turned extremely ugly.

"What's wrong, honey?!" Seeing that, Fane asked immediately. "Did you

beat up Ivan Taylor?" Selena's expression was cold. Before Fane could

explain, she reprimanded angrily, "Why do you like to fight so much? Yes,

you're amazing. After being a soldier for a few years, you're now very

powerful, right? You'll just beat up whoever that offends you, isn't it?"

"Sigh, Fane, look at you. That Ivan is someone we can't afford to offend.

He's very petty. Now that you've offended him, we're not going to live in

peace in the future!" Joan sighed. "Ivan is the main reason for Selena being unemployed all these while. Right now, he's the director of Taylor Group.

As long as he sends a word in the market, who would dare to attract trouble

by hiring Selena?" "But he really deserves it. If not because of his identity

as a member of the Taylor family and Selena's cousin, he would be long

dead!" Fane turned expressionless, then said, "That b*stard. When I came

back, I didn't know you were kicked out of the Taylor family. I met Ivan

and he dared to force Kylie to eat buns that he stomped on. How could I

tolerate that!?" "What?!" Hearing that, Selena was shocked. "That b*stard.

He's really going overboard. How dare he treat Kylie like that." Having said

that, she looked toward Fane, finally realizing that she had wrongfully

blamed him. "I'm sorry. I didn't know it was for that reason that you beat

him up. However, Grandpa is furious at the moment and requested for us to

head over. My parents are already rushing over. They asked us to hurry up."

"What's there to be scared of? It's their fault to start with. I've not even

begun settling the matter of them kicking you guys out of the Taylor

family!" Fane harrumphed, then said, "Let's go!"