Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 92

"Babe, calm down. I'll pay the bill right away! I'll buy you whatever you want!"

Hah! Insulting? I curled my lips into a cold smirk. Initially, I felt rather bad for Ryan. However, my temper flared after hearing his words.

I immediately turned to the sales associate and said, "Please choose another 10 outfits for me. I want a set of outfits of different styles. Ah, I also want another pair of high heels and a pair of flats."

"Of course!"

The sales associate instantly placed their focus entirely on my request. They swiftly directed me to the hottest and latest items in the store.

Felicia waved her hands, utterly flustered. "William, it's fine. I'm good. I really am. I don't need that many clothes!"

I sidled near Felicia and whispered, "Don't worry. My mother owns this place. I'm not paying a single cent."

"Your mother…" she trailed off in astonishment and stared at me with utter disbelief.

I merely nodded and graced her with a calm smile. Although she was still suspicious, she swallowed her refusal and allowed me to do my thing.

Meanwhile, Lina, who heard that I was buying Felicia more clothes, immediately snapped hotly, "Then, I want 20 outfits and four pairs of shoes!"

Ryan's face had turned into a rather unattractive shade upon hearing her words. "Lina, why are you getting so worked up over what this loser is saying? He's just being a show-off.

"Four outfits already cost 3,800. That means 10 outfits are worth 8,000. How could he even afford any of it?"

"You make a good point."

Lina's ruffled feathers settled a tad. Then, she looked at me and huffed in disdain.

"William, stop yanking the employees' chain. You can wag your tongue all you want, but can you afford to pay the bill? I dare you to settle the bill right now.

My brows furrowed upon hearing her words. "Lina, get real. Have I not treated you well? Aren't the handbags and accessories I gifted you worth more than these clothes?"

"I…" Lina had no words to say to that because she knew I was telling the truth.

Nevertheless, I wasn't interested in strolling down memory lane with her. So, I said bluntly, "Don't bother changing the subject. 20 means 20. I won't leave till you buy them all."

Lina bit her lip and hissed, "Fine. Do you think I still love you, William? Even though you bought Felicia 10 outfits, someone can get me 20! You're nothing to me!"

Once she said her piece, she spun on her heel and started going through the clothing rack.

On the other hand, Ryan stood to the side with a dazed look on his face. His complexion turned pale before swiftly turning puce. Suffice it to say, he had no idea what he had gotten into.

20 outfits meant spending at least 20 grand. Although he was a scion, that didn't mean he had that much cash on him.