Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 112

Thea was so anxious she almost burst into tears, but James looked completely unbothered.

He had hit Zach and knocked over a few clothes racks. Even the manager had arrived.

The manager of the boutique was a woman in her thirties. She was pretty with an oval face and black hair, wearing a sexy professional dress.

“M-Mr. Smith.”

Seeing Zach, she bowed respectfully.

Zach, who was waiting for Samson at the lounge, glanced at the manager. His eyes lit up when he saw how pretty she was. However, she could not hold a candle to Thea, who was sitting opposite him. He lost interest in the manager at once. Mildly, he said, “Do you know me?”

“Yes. I saw you from afar at a banquet once.” The manager, Miranda Larson, said respectfully.

Zach nodded lightly. Looking at an anxious Thea seated opposite him, he asked Miranda, “How much are the damaged clothes worth? Get him to compensate you.”

“Mr. Smith, I’ve made the calculations. He dirtied eighteen clothes in total. All of them are worth more than ten thousand dollars apiece. Altogether, they cost two hundred and ten thousand.”

“You hear that?” Xena said arrogantly. “Be prepared to fork out two hundred and ten thousand dollars. I don’t think you’d be able to afford it though. If you kneel and apologize to my husband, we’ll pay it off for you.”

“Jamie, let’s pay and leave,” Thea said in a small voice. “We shouldn’t get into trouble with the Smiths. Zach has even called for backup. If we don’t leave now, we won’t be able to leave at all.”

Thea was troubled. All she wanted was to leave.

Two hundred and ten thousand dollars was a large sum, but James had assured her that he had the money. It was just like shopping. Some clothes might not fit, but she could alter them.

“Darling, it’s okay. I’m waiting for his backup to arrive. Have you forgotten that I was in the military?” James smiled.

“Jamie, stop fooling around. I heard that the Blithe King issued a strict command after he assumed his new role. Fighting is a felony, and the relevant departments are working overtime to arrest wrongdoers.”

Thea was terrified by the security guards who were eyeing them.

If paying could resolve their problem, why not let money do the job?

“Leave?”

Zach’s expression darkened. Coldly, he said, “Try it.”

At that, some of the security guards took a step forward.

Leaving never crossed James’ mind.

A few thugs hardly bothered him.

“Mr. Smith…”

Just then, a bald man in his thirties wearing a black tank top with a tiger tattoo approached. Twenty-odd people followed behind him.

With so many people rushing into the boutique at once, the other customers stayed away in fear.

“Samson, that’s him. Break his legs.” Zach stood and pointed at James.