Aspen shook her head. “Let’s not bother. I don’t think it’s necessary!”
Andrew smiled. “Fine, if you don’t think it’s necessary, then stay home. I’ll go meet the Bridgefields’ Stevens family by myself.”
When she saw that Andrew was actually going to go, Aspen grew anxious and irritated. She wondered if he would cause problems if he met her family alone.
If any conflict arose, her family members would not stand a chance against this tyrant’s quick moves—they could be completely destroyed. She hurriedly changed clothes, applied a touch of lipstick, grabbed her purse, and rushed after Andrew.
“I thought you weren’t coming? Why are you running after me now?” Andrew asked with an amused smile as he started the car in the driveway.
Aspen gritted her teeth. “Mind your own business! Do I need your permission to see my own parents?”
Andrew shook his head and laughed it off. His obedient and capable little servant was about to leave, so he might as well let her have her way this time.
The eye-catching red Ferrari LaFerrari sped through Blumedale streets like a fish gliding through water. Then, Andrew made a right turn at an intersection and drove into Blumedale’s most luxurious shopping district.
“My dad and the others are staying at the Veridian Hotel on the other side of town. You’re going the wrong way!” Aspen pointed out.
Andrew smiled. “I’m not wrong. Before meeting your family, I should at least get them some gifts. It would be rude not to.”
This statement left his little servant stunned. “Andrew, are you running a fever or something? You’re bringing gifts for my family? Since when are you this nice?”
Andrew did not bother to argue with her and simply parked the car along the shopping street. As soon as they got out, they were at a Chanel boutique.
The attendant greeted them with a flattering smile. “Sir, ma’am, welcome!”
Andrew tossed him the keys. “Park the car for me, please.”
The attendant’s smile became even more respectful. From their demeanor, he could tell that this young couple was not ordinary.
He thought they might even be from one of Blumedale’s prestigious families. Especially that handsome Andrew—the way he drove the Ferrari one-handed was so damn cool.
The attendant wondered if he could ever reach Andrew’s level.
“Pick out whatever you like first. Feel free to choose anything that catches your eye,” Andrew said casually after scanning the luxury store.
Aspen maintained her cold expression. “Don’t waste your money. I don’t like anything here, and I don’t need anything either.”
Andrew ignored her and asked the sales associate to bring out a pearl necklace from the security display case.
The sales associate beamed with delight. “Sir, you have excellent taste! The pearl on this necklace is called ‘The Radiant Light’—there are only five pearls this size in the entire world! If you buy it, you’ll own something truly limited edition!”
“How much is it?” Andrew asked.
The sales associate replied, “Three million dollars. If you’re really interested, the price can be negotiated further!”
Andrew shook his head. “Put it back. I don’t want it.”
The confused sales associate asked, “Do you not like it, sir?"
“No. It’s too cheap.”
Too cheap? Those words left the sales associate stunned for a few seconds before she snapped back to reality with extreme excitement. She thought, ‘Holy mother of God! I’ve met a real big spender!’
“Bring out your store’s most valuable and luxurious products currently available. I want to see them,” Andrew continued.
The sales associate immediately went to retrieve them, secretly amazed at his extravagance. This level of spending was not typical even for the sons of wealthy families.
Aspen frowned. “Andrew, what exactly are you trying to do? Honestly, buying these things suddenly won’t make me happy at all. On the contrary, I know you don’t care about money and that you have countless amounts of it. But using money to pay me off just makes me feel sick!”
Andrew replied calmly, “I’m not paying you off. I just want to give you some things, even if they’re just mementos."