Max turned toward the road where the ATM booth was. The street was full of people. The air smelled of alcohol from the nearby clubs, and the neon signs were trying their best to stay lit even in the morning.
He smiled as he remembered the two new side missions he had to complete and walked on with a hopeful face. As he passed by a club door, a woman stumbled into him and almost fell onto the busy road with cars. Max grabbed her hand firmly, and it was clear she was drunk.
"I've fucked three guys since I've been with you! I don't even like you! I hate myself just because I'm with you!"
"W… what?"
The girl looked about his age. Once she finally found her footing and looked at Max, she blurted out whatever came to her mind. Max frowned slightly. If he let her go right now, she would end up either in a street drain or under a car.
"I'm a princess! A fucking princess! I deserve princess treatment!"
"Miss, you need mental treatment."
"Hey, sorry, buddy. I'll take her from here—she's very drunk."
Max heard her complain after complain. When he replied once, his tone edged with annoyance. A blond-haired guy then walked out of the same club. He looked sober enough, but a creepy smile hung on his face as he reached out, trying to take the girl from Max's hand.
"Sigh… is she your girlfriend?"
"Eh? Raul? Raul, I love you."
Max tried to stay gentlemanly since she was clearly very drunk, but she suddenly reached out and lightly dragged her long nails across his cheek in a strangely sensual way. Then, when she looked at the guy who had followed her out of the club, her face turned completely confused.
"Y… yes, she's my girlfriend."
"Take her."
Max didn't bother anymore and handed her over. Some girls were like this. They liked to party all night and be free, but Max felt this kind of life always took its toll. She was clearly unhappy, yet look at what she did in the end.
Sigh! I hope she will be safe. I can't save a sinking boat.
Max walked ahead and entered the general store first. He bought a shoulder bag worth €28. It was on a 50% sale, and he needed something to hide the large amount of cash he was about to withdraw. It would also be a nice way to give money to Machina.
Hmm, it has that heavy-duty feel. I like this.
Putting it on his shoulder, he paid with cash and left the store. His destination was already in sight. The blue-colored Deutsche Bank booth was just around the corner. He had walked nearly ten minutes from the café to get here.
Entering the booth, he first withdrew €20,000, all in €100 bills. He then decided to get €10 and €20 bills as well, so the ladies wouldn't feel uncomfortable using so much cash at once, and €100 bills were a bit of a hassle in some stores.
I got two €100 bundles, four €20 bundles, and two €10 bundles. Now the challenge is to convince Jennifer to use it all.
Placing every bundle inside the new shoulder bag and zipping it tightly, he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Seeing his new look, with all the new clothes and items on him, a smile formed on his face.
From dying on the street to convincing a super beautiful woman to spend €30,000 now, how far can I go?
Shaking his head, he left the ATM booth. He wanted to get some utensils, but he had to accompany two beautiful women in a classy café. Dismissing that thought, he walked ahead. The sun was heating him up nicely, and wearing the woolen jacket was starting to feel like too much.
When he reached the café once again, he saw Machina staring at him from the second floor. When Machina's lips stopped moving as she spoke with Jennifer, Jennifer also stood up to look at Max. Her tall figure looked striking in the sunlight, framed softly behind the dark glass.
He waved at them gently, then entered the building. They had already drunk several cups of coffee while he was away. After getting back, he sat down and handed the shoulder bag to Machina.
"It's late already, so if you guys are full, I think you should start your shopping spree."
Max looked at both of them and showed his phone, displaying 10:45 AM. Jennifer and Machina both nodded their heads.
"Yes, if we go now, we might be able to make it back in time."
Jennifer nodded her head, took her coat, and gestured for Machina to get ready. Machina looked at Max, who nodded his head in approval.
"Here, take this phone as well for now. Buy yourself a phone too, whatever brand you like."
"Alright, I will. Thank you. I'll go to the washroom first, and after that we can leave."
Machina took the Xiaomi 17 Pro Max from Max's hand, then winked at him and went to the washroom, leaving the shoulder bag on her seat. Max looked at her with a surprised gaze but didn't stop her.
"Max, sorry to ask, but what kind of budget are we talking about? You see, I can take her to different brands depending on the budget."
Jennifer leaned closer, close enough for her warmth to be felt. Her top button was undone, but Max kept his eyes steady on hers. She spoke in a hushed tone, and he leaned in just enough to listen, his expression calm and unreadable.
"Oh? Actually, I was about to talk to you about this. You see this bag? It has €30,000 inside. Please use all of it."
"€30,000?!"
"Y… yeah, shush. She only has me right now, right? She's had a hard life. I want to make it up to her. Please let her buy whatever she needs, and even more. Buy her a nice pendant on my behalf. I'm asking you, Jenny."
The deep curve at Jennifer's chest was clearly on display, and she made no effort to hide it. She looked graceful even in this situation. Max reached out and gently took her hand. Jennifer gulped, and nodding her head, she leaned closer. It meant she accepted, but she wanted a reward.
Max's face, for the first time, turned a little red. He knew what she wanted, but he didn't know how to do it. He had never kissed a person before. As he leaned in and his lips touched hers, his phone vibrated.
*BRrrrrr*
"Oh? It's… it's hot out there. I'll book you guys a cab."
Both of them felt heat coming out of their faces as Max looked at his phone with a heaving chest, while Jennifer looked out of breath. She felt like it was too much for her heart.
"Y… yeah, hot, yeah."
Max didn't look up when Jennifer wasn't able to talk. It felt strangely normal to him. He took out his phone and opened the message sent from his other phone, the one he had given to Machina.
Opening the message, he saw a picture of Machina. His lightly red face turned completely crimson as he panicked and quickly closed the app. He then looked at Jennifer guiltily while she was busy fanning her face with both of her hands.
Damn it, this girl—she's too naughty.