Mr. Vance's Secret Fortune

onts. This was the place where the wealthiest people in the city came to spend their money. Security guards in white gloves stood

mong the shoppers dressed in silk and gold. A few people gave him dirty looks, assuming he was a delivery boy or a lost tourist, but Caspian di

boutique with a gleaming gold sig

case. Preston Vance was leaning against a velvet counter, looking incredibly smug in his expensive gray suit. Next to him was Gemma, her arms

door open. A small, elegant sil

inside, the warm atmosphere seemed to drop a few degrees. A tall, sharp-looking store manager wearing

ension. He looked at Caspian's worn shoes with deep disgust. "If you are making a d

n said, his voice calm, c

emma turned around, her eyes widening in shock when she recognize

e you doing here? Are you seriously following me? I

across his face. He walked over, intentionally wrapping a p

hy customers to hear. "Hey, manager, you really need to upgrade your security. You're letting broke beggars i

an, his hand gesturing toward the door. "Sir, I must ask y

his eyes locked on Preston and Gemma. "I'm

ount literally has twelve dollars in it! You couldn't even afford to buy me a decent dinner last week, and

"See this? This is a VIP gold card. It has a fifty-thousand-dollar limit. I just bought Gemma three dresses a

pocket and pulled out his matte-black titanium card, holding it up between two fingers. The card was

urity, suddenly froze. His eyes widened to the si

was the Vance Sovereign Card. It was a card given only to the top executives and family members of the multi-billion-dollar

antly. A cold sweat broke out across his

red, his voice suddenly squ

ly blind to the manager's sudden terror. "Throw this broke clo

his hands shaking as he addressed Caspian. "Welcome to Velasco, honored sir! Please forgive

manager, then at Caspian. "Manager, are you

d up, looking at Preston and Gemma with pure coldness. "You two are the on

fusion. "Do you know who my father is? I am Preston Vance!

manager said flatly. He turned back to Caspian, his face instantly melt

ng on the beautiful display cases filled with

ned quickly. "The local property lease and corporate

t a quick text message to Arthur Pendelton: Buy

ply: Done, Young Master. The purchase is comp

looked at the manager. "Check y

terminal. A second later, a loud gasp echoed through the store. The manager's face went compl

tire boutique had just been bought out by an anonymous investor represented by

his knees right in front of Caspian's worn shoes. "Ow

their minds completely failing

"Caspian... how... how do you own this plac

anager. "Get up. I won't fire you, but you need to clea

er. He turned to Preston and Gemma, his expression turning vicious

uniforms stepped forward, grabbin

ruggling against the heavy grip. "I am

eled. Your money will be refunded, your VIP status is revoked, and you are

rd toward the door, her luxury shopping bags falling to t

guards violently threw Preston and Gemma out onto the wet sidewalk. Their expensive shoes slipped on the marble, and the

is face distorted with rage and shame, while Gemma sat in the water, staring

tore manager. This was just the beginning. Preston still had h

u have in the back," Caspian ordered the mana