Isabella sat in her car for sometimes, thinking of whether to go to the villa her father gifted her or her friend's place. After thinking for sometimes, she decided to go to an hotel, her mother won't be able to find her there, so, she went to the hotel far from Beverly Hills and used the credit card her mother won't be able to trace to pay.
She thought about what would have happened if she was a minute late and didn't push that man away. She remembered her mother's disappointed face and hot tears ran down her cheek, she didn't even know when she bumped into someone, she just kept on crying her heart out and rubbing her face on the person's chest, not knowing what she is doing.
Lucas looked down at the woman who bumped into him. He wanted to push her away, but he saw her crying, he didn't know why he allowed her to vent on him.
What could possibly make such a young girl cry? Did she suffer a heartbreak?
After crying to her satisfaction, she wiped her eyes, only to see a large chest in front of her. She looked up and met his stern face and quickly understood what happened.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't myself just now" Isabel apologized.
"Will sorry clean my shirt? Or do you think it is cheap?" Lucas asked coldly
"I'm really sorry, I'll get you a new one" Isabel quickly said.
Lucas scoffed and asked
"How much do you think it is? $50 or $100?"
Isabella quickly looked at the shirt, it really doesn't look cheap. A LV Shirt isn't cheap at all, especially the black shiny ones.
"How much is it then?"
"$1500"
$1500 for a simple black shirt? He must be kidding. As if reading her mind, Lucas showed her the tag and she fell silent.
Geez! Who exactly is this man???
She looked at her bank card and her headache increased. It's not like she can't afford it, but she will definitely suffer for it. $1500 is not a small money and it's her pocket money for 3 months.
She cried silently for her money.
No more shopping for 3 months!
"Are you afraid now that you can't afford it?" Lucas mocked her.
"Who says I can't afford it? I don't like people who look down on other people. Tell me your details" Isabella said angrilly. Lucas told her and she transferred the money. After seeing the alert, he moves to leave, but Isabel stood in front of him, looking at his chest.
"What are you looking at?" Lucas asked, irritated. Girls are all the same.
"What do you think I am looking at? I've sent the money for another shirt, shouldn't you give me this one?" Isabel glared at him fiercely.
"You're crazy. I'm not giving you my shirt" Lucas said, pushing her small body out of the way.
"If you don't give me the shirt, I won't leave you alone" Isabella threatened.
"I'll just call the security to bounce you out" Lucas said, getting angry.
"You bastard, God will judge you" Isabel said gritting her teeth angrily.
Lucas just walked away, not sparing her a glance.
Isabella looked at his back and curse at him.