Chance was surprised at the question. But he quickly shook his head, “Martin, are you mad today?”
Chance’s evasiveness confirmed Martin’s speculation. Martin grabbed his collar and yelled, “Chance, I think you’re mad. Joey is Allen’s girlfriend. As they say, no one should covet his friend’s woman. It’s Allen. He’s our best friend from childhood. Please don’t ruin our friendship of twenty years for a woman!”
Chance was embarrassed and angry. He pushed Martin away and said coldly, “I have no idea what you’re talking about. You’re paranoid.”
He quickly turned around and left.
Martin had never seen Chance so serious and depressed. He froze for a while and shouted at Chance, “Chance, listen to me, don’t touch Joey. Allen will not go easy on you. Me too.”
Chance’s body stiffened for a second, but he didn’t turn around. He kept walking with clenched fists. He looked even more serious and depressed.
At the moment, the main characters in the strife between Martin and Chance had no idea what had been going on. Allen and Joey were enjoying themselves very much on the shopping spree in the Yvonne Street.
As a shopping paradise for the upper class, the Yvonne Street was lined with international brands. Everything here was ridiculously expensive.
Joey had a look at the price tag and gasped, “So expensive. It costs three thousand dollars!”
She immediately put it back in the rack.
But Allen took it back and put it in Joey’s hand, “Ignore the price. Pick anything you like and try them on. We will take it if you are happy with it.”
“No thanks. It’s three thousand dollars for just a shirt. I’ll pay thirty dollars for it, tops.”
Joey was rejecting the idea that a shirt could cost so much.
Allen shook his head and stopped arguing with her. He gestured to the salesgirl and pointed to the clothes in the rack, “Pack them up, I’ll take it all.”
“Yes, Sir. Please wait for a minute.”
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