Good-for-nothing son-in-law becomes super rich

Episode 17

Dion and Ivory found no clear path to the cellphone store; throngs of shoppers continually requested photos with Dion in front of his car, blocking their entrance.

Inescapably caught by the crowd's fervor for a celebrity, Dion had no choice but to comply with their demands.

Observing the scene, Ivory took the initiative, summoning 100 guards from the Birawa family to arrive within one minute.

Meanwhile, Dion remained trapped by the surge of people clamoring for a photo, unable to escape or decline.

Shortly after, a force of a hundred sturdy-bodied men emerged, cutting through the crowd near Dion and dispersing them.

The formidable sight of the hundred guards induced the crowd to withdraw in an orderly fashion, albeit grumbling internally at the missed chance for a photograph with the luxury car's owner.

With the crowd now dispersed, Ivory quickly approached Dion, bowing respectfully followed by the hundred guards.

They were familiar with Dion's identity, having been his protectors and not once straying far from him, accountable for his safety and life.

Hence, at Ivory's call, they had swiftly come and liberated Dion from the throng.

"Let us enter, sir," Ivory suggested to Dion, then glanced meaningfully at the hundred guards, her demeanor commanding.

Twenty guards advanced to the forefront, while the remaining eighty dispersed around the store and nearby Dion's car.

Inside the store, Dion and Ivory were escorted by these twenty formidable guards; their presence caused a stir and a twinge of fear among the shoppers.

What kind of person shops accompanied by such powerful guards, in addition to the dozens stationed outside?

The store owner was understandably intimidated, not daring to slight their enigmatic customers. The manager and owner personally attended to Dion's needs.

"Good morning, sir. How may I assist you?" inquired the store owner, bowing.

Dion, addressed, turned instead to Ivory, signaling her to articulate their purpose.

"Present us with two mobile phones of superior performance!" commanded Ivory, curtly.

"Certainly, miss," they replied in unison.

The owner and manager hastened to the showcase, retrieving two phones from their special boxes.

"This is the latest Galaxy Z Fold 2, priced at 33,888,000 with 12GB RAM and 256GB internal memory."

"And the iPhone 12 Pro Max, at 26,999,000 with 6GB RAM and 512GB internal memory," the sweat-beaded manager described.

Ivory listened to the explanation, first inspecting the Galaxy Z Fold 2's display, then comparing it with the iPhone 12 Pro Max.

"These phones are both impressive and complement each other well. I'll take both," Ivory decided briskly.

"Quickly activate them, inserting the SIM card from this phone into the Galaxy, and find a premium number for the other. Hurry!"

Both the owner and the manager scrambled to fulfill Ivory's demands, not daring to object.

The staff, witnessing their bosses' panic, tried to assist but were dismissed by them. The rebuffed employees withdrew in order, merely observing the jittery conduct of their superiors.

With trembling hands, they activated both phones, syncing them up with Dion's personal information.

In under two minutes, the activation and setup process was complete. They handed the phones to Ivory with utmost respect.

"Thank you," Ivory responded coldly, then added, "Your service has been commendable; I'm impressed."

"Thank you, miss. May your and the sir's visit bring prosperity to our store."

"Your presence will surely enhance our store's reputation. We're truly grateful, sir, miss," the owner expressed, bowing deeply to Dion and Ivory.

After completing the transaction, Dion and Ivory exited the store with their twenty guards, emanating grandeur.

The bystanders silently stepped aside, clearing a path. Once they passed, the buzz of conversation resumed.

"Which magnate visited our store, secured by 100 guards? Extraordinary!"

"This is unprecedented. It will go viral on social media."

"You want to invite death! Dare to post about them!"

"I don't care. Such a rare event must be shared."

"We're just making them more famous, nothing offensive."

Varied comments erupted from those within and outside the store, all admiring Dion and his entourage, especially the elegantly attired woman.

"Fortunate we misstepped not in our service; otherwise, not just us but the whole store could vanish if they were dissatisfied," the owner remarked, clutching his chest in relief.

"Who is that man they're escorting? His appearance is so calm, so silent, and yet, his influence is tremendous," marveled the manager, awestruck.

"How lucky that our store was graced by such wealthy individuals. May they return someday," the owner voiced with a glowing face.

Meanwhile, the subjects of this conversation were en route to city J, flanked by a procession of luxury cars.

Vehicles encountering the convoy prudently made way, giving passage, and even the road officers avoided stopping them, knowing well who the cars belonged to. Instead, they escorted the procession, aiding their swift passage through traffic.

Accompanied by official vehicles, the caravan breezed through congestion, reaching the destination in an hour and a half.

As the fleet of luxury cars and their escorts passed, social media buzzed with new posts, sparking heated discussions online.

How could it not, when the news, embellished with snappy wording and visuals of the Lamborghini owner posing for photos against his luxurious car, whipped public opinion into a frenzy?

Another shock wave: news of 100 guards suddenly arriving to disperse a crowd surrounding a man donning a face mask, steering them away from the car's owner.

Then, a viral video showcased the array of opulent cars escorting the Lamborghini down the streets, joined by several official vehicles.

Speculation swirled around the identity of the escorted mystery person.

The Wolf family, including Jasmine, was all abuzz with the explosive news. Some young, unmarried girls dreamt of joining such a convoy, ideally as a girlfriend or even a wife to the luxury car owner.