บททั้งหมดของ My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness: บทที่ 211 - บทที่ 220

“Let me help you look.” Seeing that Irene was taking a long time to choose something, Dustin went to help her. Irene watched as Dustin looked around. On the surface, she seemed unaffected, but anxiety twisted her insides into a knot. She was terrified that Dustin would choose something very expensive, and they would not be able to afford it. Elisa and Jaxon watched from the side. They were just waiting for Dustin and Irene to embarrass themselves. Luckily, Dustin was considerate and did not linger on the clothing that was overly expensive. Dustin took a long time to find something he liked. He did not feel like buying something along this price range. “What are you two doing? You won’t be able to find anything cheap even if you look through the entire boutique. There’s no need to force it if you can’t afford to shop here. What’s the point of going into debt just for your pride?” Elisa said with a smirk. “Enough. There’s no need to keep faking it on my account. It’s

Dustin looked calm as he led Irene upstairs while being watched by the service assistant. He was composed, but Irene was not. At this time, Irene’s emotions were in turmoil. She was overwhelmed with shock and excitement. The membership of this clothing store was a symbol of status. Many people wanted to be members here, but they did not have the right qualifications.Irene knew that the descendants of the families in Lannopolis wanted to become a VIP here because it would be something to brag about. It was so hard to get recognized, but how did Dustin achieve that? Why would he own the symbol of status? The Panther Gang was powerful, but its underground status was not recognized by Yara Couture, which cared about its reputation. Even the leader of the Panther Gang could not get a VIP membership here. “How… How are you a VIP here?” Irene asked softly.“I have got lots of memberships,” Dustin said. “I have countless memberships in high-end internet cafes and restaurants.”

“Rank, huh? Is that how it works?” Dustin looked at the service assistant and asked sternly. “Sir, there is indeed a policy in our store,” the service assistant said. “Many clothes are unique and limited edition in our store, so it is unavoidable that many members end up liking the same piece of clothing. When something like that happens, higher-ranked members are given priority. “Although you saw this dress first, if that gentleman and his companion want it, and if their membership is ranked higher than yours, this dress will belong to them. I must say that I am very sorry. We have to follow the rule.”When Irene heard that, she did not hope for anything anymore.“Did you hear that? Take the dress off now! That belongs to me,” said Elisa and chuckled happily. “Status and privilege determine membership rank, and we’ll always crush you!”Jaxon’s Gold Membership gave her a sense of superiority. Being able to be superior to Dustin and Irene brought her indescribable happiness.“Ir

“My Liege, we found it.” After they returned from the shopping mall, Dustin received a report from the Hell Guards. “We found out the origin of the Sorensen family. The family traces back to Apollo Sorensen, the second-strongest martial artist in the world thirty years ago. The mark in the narrow pathway of the Sorensen family villa was made by Apollo. “Rumor has it that anyone who can pass the pathway can inherit Apollo’s martial arts.”When Dustin heard that, he looked interested. When he stepped into the pathway of the Sorensen family villa, he instantly knew that the person who had left the mark behind was a top elite in the martial world.Thirty years ago, the second strongest in the martial world was Apollo.“Who was the strongest thirty years ago?” Dustin asked. He had learned from Lucas, the Wyatt family patriarch. Then, he secretly built Hell Hall and overruled the Shadow Dynasty. He dominated the underground world. All these years, to protect the Wyatt family,

The martial artists outside the pathway could not wait any longer. With a gesture from Howard, the challenge officially started. Only three people were allowed to enter at a time. As soon as it began, three martial artists swiftly stepped into the pathway. Two were ninth grade fighters, while the other one was a sovereign grade fighter. No matter how quick they were, the moment they stepped into the pathway, their pace slowed as if the air itself was frozen. Each step felt like they were bearing an immense, crushing weight. “Ugh!”“Cough…” Two ninth grade fighters instantly coughed up blood and were sent flying out of the pathway, just like Timothy. The ninth grade fighters could only take one step at most. The two people could not get up at all after they fell down outside the pathway. One of them was still breathing, but the other was not. He was dead. Timothy was lucky. He had been injured when he had attempted the challenge stubbornly. The two people had fa