Chapter 21 Tailoring

When they first met, Finley was so intimidated by the flagship stores of top brands behind Berloff Reed that she didn't really pay attention to him.

As they walked into the Armani store, Finley stood next to Berloff and suddenly realized that her old classmate looked like he was under a spotlight, incredibly handsome and dazzling like a movie star.

Berloff thoughtfully touched his chin. "Heh, I had a premium treatment yesterday. Is the effect really that good?"

Of course, he couldn't mention the miraculous pill given by the system.He made up an excuse to brush it off.

Finley stared at Berloff with wide, astonished eyes.

"It's not just good, it's like you've been completely transformed."

"I always thought you were good-looking, but this is on another level."

"Wow, you look better than those leading men in TV dramas!"

Being praised by the once high-and-mighty college beauty queen made Berloff feel like he was floating on air.

"Heh, you're laying it on thick with the compliments, aren't you?""Bruno, no matter how sweet your words are, they can't beat cold hard cash."

"If I don't make you pay today, I don't think your gratitude will be sincere enough."

Finley clutched her small purse tightly, looking conflicted. "Fine, let's just say I'm a rich woman today, and I'm treating my boy toy."

"Tonight, I'll cover all the expenses," Finley said with a confident smile. "But I have one condition."

Berloff Reed raised an eyebrow. "What condition? You're not planning to drag me to the hotel upstairs, are you?"Finley's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gave Berloff a playful look. "You wish!"

"My condition is that I get to pick out your clothes tonight. Deal?"

Letting Finley choose the clothes seemed like a good way to keep the costs somewhat under control. If they went over the $20,000 budget, Finley would have to take the blame.

Snap! Berloff snapped his fingers. "No problem. As long as it looks good, I don't care what I wear."

Such a nonchalant remark would usually earn someone's disdain, but as Finley gazed at Berloff's handsome face with its sharp features and bright eyes, her heart started to race. She found his words surprisingly reasonable.

"Alright, follow me then," Finley said, taking Berloff's arm and leading him toward the Armani formal wear section.

As they walked through the store, even the simplest belt was priced at thousands of dollars, making Finley feel both excited and uneasy.

When they reached the ready-to-wear section, Finley's dark eyes scanned the area quickly. She soon spotted a sleek black suit that caught her attention.

The sales assistant nearby noticed and immediately began to enthusiastically introduce the product.

"Miss, you have excellent taste."

"This suit in front of you is Armani's latest summer collection. The design is by an international master. Look at this cut..."

Finley tuned out the long-winded introduction, her eyes glued to the price tag on the men's suit.

Eighty-eight thousand dollars!

Oh my gosh!

No wonder it's the king of luxury menswear; the price is terrifying."Miss, shall I take the suit down so your boyfriend can try it on?"

Finley's face turned bright red as she shook her head, "He's not my boyfriend... And, let's skip this one. It's a bit too old-fashioned. How about that one instead?"

She pointed to a lighter-colored suit not far away, priced at twelve thousand dollars.

The sales assistant's smile froze for a moment before she politely nodded, "Alright, I'll get that one."

Her words were courteous, but a flash of disdain crossed her eyes.Switching from the flagship model at eighty-eight thousand to the entry-level one at twelve thousand, it was clear to her that Finley and her companion were just pretending to be rich.

The sales commission she could earn had just been cut by more than half, so naturally, she wasn't pleased.

At that moment, a scornful voice sounded nearby.

"Ugh, if you can't afford it, don't come out and embarrass yourself. You're just in the way, bringing bad luck."

Finley turned to see a plump woman dressed in a traditional African dress,adorned with jewelry, giving her a contemptuous look. The woman's expression was filled with disdain.

"You... you said who doesn't have money?" Finley demanded loudly, her face flushed with anger.

"Who else but you?" The plump woman arrogantly lifted her head, holding onto the young man in her arms, and glanced at Berloff Reed standing next to Finley.

"Tsk, tsk, such a fresh and handsome young man. It's a pity he's with the wrong person, can't even afford a decent set of clothes. How pathetic!"

"Hey, handsome, why don't you ditch this woman and come with me instead?"

Berloff's face darkened, feeling utterly humiliated.

Damn it! After finally taking the transformation pill, he hadn't attracted any sexy ladies, but instead, he had caught the attention of this rich woman who looked like a fat pig. What a disaster!

"Who says I can't afford it?" Finley, full of pride, was completely provoked by the rich woman holding the young man.

"Miss, please take down that suit and let him try it on."

"Though the suit looks old-fashioned,Berloff has a natural model's physique. He can definitely pull it off."

The plump woman sneered, "Oh, you poor wretch, still trying to compete with me?"

"What a joke!"

"When I set my eyes on something, no one has ever been able to take it from me!"

"Salesperson, bring that suit over and let my baby try it on right now."

The young man in her arms immediately lit up with joy.

"Thank you so much, sis! I love you to bits!"

Her fawning expression made both Finley and Berloff Reed feel utterly disgusted.

"Alright, Mrs. Moira!"

The saleswoman nodded respectfully and quickly took down the black suit priced at $8,800, handing it over to the plump woman with both hands.

Finley bit her lip and glared angrily at the saleswoman.

"What's going on here?"

"We clearly showed interest in that suit first. Why are you letting her try it on first?"

A flicker of disdain flashed in the saleswoman's eyes as she replied expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, but Mrs. Moira is a diamond member of our store and enjoys priority purchasing rights."

"Ma'am, you might want to check out the entry-level section over there."

Finley was so furious that her eyes seemed to blaze with fire.

"Are you saying I only deserve to buy entry-level items?"

The plump woman sneered disdainfully, "Isn't it obvious?"

"Look at the bag you're holding. It's an entry-level LV worth a few thousand bucks, and it's from two seasons ago. You can get it for just over a thousand now.""With that spending level, what else would you buy if not Armani's entry-level?"

"Look at my bag, the latest Hermes model, priced at over $20,000!"

"What do you have to compare with me?"

Finley's face turned various shades of red and white from the ridicule. "You... I..."

One had to admit, the plump woman had a sharp eye.

It didn't take long to see through Finley's true financial situation.

At that moment, Berloff Reed chuckled and pulled out a black card from his pocket, holding it up in front of Finley."Sweetheart, did you forget you gave me this card?"

"With this card, no one can talk about priority in front of us!"

The snobbish sales assistant's face changed dramatically upon seeing the black card in Berloff's hand.