[ A/N : Hey everyone! I’ve added two bonus chapters for you. They’re a bit shorter, but I’m doing my best to keep the story going without dropping it. Thanks for all your support—enjoy! ]
Jack and Katrina left the hotel, and with Jack’s presence, the whole lobby of the hotel was silenced once again.
Katrina liked being the only one without any fear; she followed Jack along.
With his height of six feet seven inches, Jack stood taller than anyone else in the lobby, and his maximum charisma made him appear like the sun in the dark space.
Getting out of the hotel, A chauffeur was already waiting; he opened the door for Jack and Katrina to enter.
Jack, looking at the car, thought, ‘Not bad,’ it was a white-colored Toyota Century.
The car exuded class, and as Jack stepped inside, he spread out his entire leg in shock, as he had never imagined an Asian car could be so luxurious.
Katrina first wanted to enter the front seat, but Jack grabbed her hand and took her with him in the back.
Katrina was also shocked to see such a nice car; the interior was so beautiful that she was fascinated.
The whole interior was decorated with white colored leather, and seeing Jack just beside her, Katrina daydreamed, ‘She saw a huge ocean, and she was running behind her. Jack was running to catch her, and there was also a tiny boy who looked exactly like Jack, but he was around 2 years old; she was calling him Katrick.’
“Katrina, wake up.” Jack, seeing the daydreamer, was shocked and tried to wake her up.
Katrina immediately shook her head and concentrated on the task at hand—taking Jack to a mall.
“Greenbelt Mall,” Katrina said to the driver, who was waiting for her to daydream to end.
The car immediately went towards the mall. Jack felt how luxurious this car was when it started; the car was so smooth that he felt like nothing happened.
Jack looked around to see the people from the car; sometimes it didn’t look good, sometimes it did. The people, however, looked extremely busy.
“My prince, Are you here to just visit the country?” Katrina asked.
“Well, yes, I’ve got a mansion in your country, so I’ve got to come here more. To be honest, I liked the country so far,” Jack said to Katrina, who just listened to whatever Jack said.
“What country are you from?”” Katrina was fascinated by Jack’s aura and charisma; he was unlike anything she had ever seen.
Her parents, who also live in Manila, were adamant on finding her a husband. She went on some dates, and every day she would just slam the table and end the day before it could even start.
“Well, I came here from Germany; my mother was a German woman and my father was an Australian; my whole life I grew up in Australia, but now I study in Germany, so it’s messed up?” Jack looked at Katrina with a doubt that she would understand what he just babbled.
” Oh! Nice, So how old are you?” Katrina asked after seeing Jack so talkative.
” Me? This year, I am eighteen,” Jack said with a smile.
“Eighteen?” Katrina looked like she had seen a ghost.
” Why? Do I look much older?” Jack touched his face.
“No, no, I thought you’re fifteen; that’s why I was holding back,” Katrina smiled mischievously.
“Holding back?” Jack looked at her confusedly.
“Nothing, we’re here; look,” Katrina pointed at a mall.
The chauffeur parked the car in front of the mall, then opened the door for Jack. As Jack came down from the car, he looked around the mall square.
“Prince, you should get some sunglasses. You’ll look cool,” Katrina commented while coming out.
” Yeah? Let’s go buy them.” Jack said and walked inside the mall with large strands, forgetting about Katrina’s little legs, and even if she ran, she could barely catch up.
Jack, looking back, saw Katrina running, so he slowed down. Katrina came in a hurry and took deep breaths.
“My prince, why are you going so fast? You don’t even know where to go,” Katrina said while calming down from the running.
“Sorry about that. Let’s go.” Jack gave Katrina his hand to hold, then both of them ventured into the shopping mall.
Katrina, who was from a middle-class background, took Jack into some middle-class shops. The shopkeeper almost cried.
Then Jack spotted shops for Gucci, Prada, and Givenchy; he took Katrina with him, holding her hand.
“This shirt is nice; pack it.” Jack was holding a Tom Ford shirt, which looked good; it was black in color, and after trying it, Jack liked it.
“Pack this, pack that.” Jack was busy shopping, as whatever he wore looked good, so he just focused on size, mostly because he has a bigger frame.
“My Prince, youre using so much money,” Katrina murmured in shock.
As they were going around, Katrina took Jack to a shop named Omega Boutique.
It was a luxurious shop. There were jewelry, leather goods, and many accessories.
As soon as Jack and Katrina entered the shop, there was a smiling saleswoman to greet them.
“Sir, let me help you with your shopping experience,” she said in English, looking at Jack, who was so tall that her neck hurt.
As they entered the shop, Jack and Katrina looked at various items.
Katrina looked at the shiny jewelry; on the other hand, Jack only looked at what he came for, the sunglasses.
However, Jack also noticed Katrina’s gaze, smiled, and then turned his attention to the salesperson.
“I need some sunglasses,” Jack said.
“Of course, sir, please follow me,” the saleswoman smilingly turned around, and her smile vanished.
She was under pressure; Jack’s aura was no joke; if she hadn’t become accustomed to the guests here, most of whom were wealthy and powerful, she would have crumbled.
She led Jack and Katrina to a couch, which had a display table in the front.
Jack and Katrina relaxed on the couch; the weather was so nice. After sitting down, Jack refused the refreshments with a wave of his hand because it was 8 PM in the night and he planned to eat in a good restaurant with Katrina after that.
The saleswoman was very nice about selling Jack sunglasses. Jack chose three pilot sunglasses, black, silver, and golden in color.
Which cost Jack around 120K pesos. Jack was more than happy to pay such a price, then he realized that luxury brands are kind of scams.
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