“Are you trying to embarrass me, punk? Are you looking for a beating?" The round-faced man snarled like a Tibetan mastiff that was ready to pounce.He would have attacked Elio by now if not for the fact that they were in Dreamscape Studio.Everyone knew that the owner of this studio, a woman they called Xareny, was not someone to be crossed. No one dared to start a fight here.Elio just looked at him coldly and said indifferently, "From the moment I came to the studio, you've been insulting and ridiculing me. I just don't want to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean I'm afraid of you. The two of you are about to get married. Shouldn’t you try to gather some good karma before that? What if something unfortunate happens to you before your wedding?”“Are you cursing us, you bastard? I’ll tear your mouth apart!" The woman roared like a tigress.Elio sneered. "Is that so? Then try touching me. Do you want to die?"Their argument grew louder and louder, attracting everyone's attention.
There was an eruption of boos. Many customers looked down on Elio, mocking, “The most expensive one? What a joke.""Just watch, he’ll eat his words later."The tattooed girl smirked and glanced at Eli, snorting coldly. "Alright, follow me." She waved her hand and walked to the right of the hall with some difficulty.One of the female employees said worriedly, "Yamila, slow down. Your leg is still hurt.""Please take it easy. Xareny will get mad if you exacerbate your injuries.”The girl's name was Yamila, and she was the daughter of Xareny, Dreamscape Studio’s owner. She was also a street thug who liked to fight, calling herself the Third Princess of Coventry Street.Moreover, she had a rather extreme hobby. She loved racing her huge motorcycle down the streets, overtaking every car in sight. Eventually, her risk-taking caught up with her.Half a month ago, she went out on a ride after the rain. Although the road was wet and slippery, she still relied on her superb skills to z
These idiots had to be masochists, begging for a humiliation. Elio sighed to himself, but everyone else assumed he was stumped. After all, the dress was priced at 86,000 dollars. That was enough to buy a luxury car! How could a kid on an electric scooter wearing cheap clothes afford it?Everyone's eyes were focused on Elio. Some customers mocked, "Guess you don't have that much money, huh? Then hurry up and kneel down.""Time to lower your head and beg for mercy!"Unexpectedly, Elio just laughed. "Who said I can't afford it? Take a good look." He took out his tattered wallet from his pocket and pulled out a black card. "I'll buy this dress. Use this card!"Everyone's eyes widened. After all, they had never seen such a card before. It was inevitable that they would be mystified.The round-faced man's gaze was filled with disdain. "What kind of card is that? I don’t recognize it from any banks. You’re not fooling anyone."The woman scoffed. "Is it a library card or something? Ple
Beyla was overjoyed to be praised by the young and promising billionaire. "It’s the least I could do. Thank you, sir."Everyone watched curiously, and their eyes widened when the transaction went through successfully. He really had millions of dollars inside the card!Elio bought the most expensive wedding dresses without even blinking. How rich was he really?As for the round-faced man and his girlfriend, they were seething with rage.Elio glanced at them disdainfully. "There, I've bought the dress. Go on, hug my knees and call me Sir. What are you waiting for?"Naturally, the couple could not bring themselves to humiliate themselves in public. The round-faced man said angrily, "Don't push your luck! I was just joking just now. I will never bow to you! What will you do to me if I refuse, huh?” The woman shrieked, “You can’t bully people just because you’re rich! We’ll never do it!”However, money could buy everything, including power! After seeing the black card, the other gue
While the couple was involved in a bloody “accident”, the atmosphere at Dreamscape was positively delightful. Everyone followed Elio to the ballgown area.There were more than a hundred sets of gowns and suits, all looking like they came out of a fairy tale. All the customers were paying close attention to Elio's every move, completely forgetting that they were here to choose their wedding outfits as well. After all, it was not every day they could see a tycoon on a shopping spree. They wanted to see what other style Elio would choose.Dozens of people had gathered around him, including Yamila, Beyla, and the other staff members. They made a huge scene in the store.Now that he had shown what he was capable of, Elio was not going to disappoint his admirers’ expectations. He immediately asked for the most expensive suit, his expression full of confidence.The fanciest suits in the store were all bespoke and hand-embroidered with beautiful patterns. They were works of art, the perf
Yamila accompanied Elio despite the agonizing pain from her injured ankle. Her eyes shone with curiosity. After all, they rarely ever had customers like him. He only bought the best, price be damned.There were many mermaid gowns in various gorgeous colors. Elio's gaze swept across the display as he carefully selected his favorite. Soon, he made his decision and pointed at a mermaid gown and pointed with his finger. "I'll take that one."The gown was exquisite and made of silk. It cost 660 dollars, but that was nothing to Elio. He would pay any price so long as it could show off Evelyn's unparalleled beauty.After Elio chose a few more dresses, Beyla said gently, "We also have another section for the grooms. Do you want to take a look?""Sure." Elio readily agreed and went to the men's section. He bought the most expensive set there, including a bespoke suit, two silk shirts, a tie and bow tie, and a pair of leather shoes. They totaled up to 8,800 dollars.In addition, the most ex
As everyone watched, Elio grabbed Yamila’s ankle. It was soft and smooth to the touch, but he did not get distracted. He subtly circulated his energy into his palm and then abruptly twisted Yamila’s foot. There was a soft crack, and Yamila screamed in pain. "Owww! What are you doing? It hurts!"Her exquisite facial features twisted. She instinctively tried to pull her foot back, but she could not break free from Elio’s grip."Don't move!" Elio barked. "If you want to recover completely, you have to deal with a little pain. Bear with it.""Got it." Yamila's face flushed red. She felt humiliated.As the Third Princess of Coventry Street, she considered herself a ruthless thug. She did not make a single sound when she was getting all those tattoos, so how could she cry out in pain now? What a joke!Moreover, after the intense pain, she felt a refreshing energy wash over her wound. She instantly felt much better, and she was delighted by the improvement. Elio had not been bluffing,
Elio glanced at Xareny and said impatiently, "Could you keep it down, ma’am? I'm in a good mood today, so I offered to treat your daughter. Without my help, she might be crippled for good. So stop nagging and bring me a bottle of high-quality white wine. Oh, and a lighter as well."Everyone was stunned. So what if he was rich? No one else in the entire Cloudsea would dare to talk to Xareny like that!Xareny was also shocked, but she was not angry. She figured he had to be truly capable if he had the guts to talk to her like that. Perhaps he could really treat his daughter's foot injury.To everyone’s surprise, she smiled. Although she was not young anymore, her mature charms could still make anyone’s heart skip a beat. She instructed, "Beyla, go upstairs and bring the best white wine from the cabinet. I have a lighter in my bag.""Okay!" Beyla quickly ran upstairs and soon returned with a bottle that she placed on the coffee table. Xareny also took out an intricate golden lighter