Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game
Chapter 161 - 111 Then where do you like the most?

Chapter 161: 111 Then where do you like the most?

But what Christmas gift should he give?

When the red light stopped, there seemed to be something glaringly bright on the top floor of the tallest building opposite, and upon closer inspection, it was an advertisement.

The image featured a Christmas tree, a Christmas tree crafted with colored diamonds.

The picture was accompanied by a woman’s gracefully beautiful voice: "This Christmas tree is forty centimeters tall, adorned with a total of 300 carats of diamonds, and the base of the tree is composed of dried rose flowers. It is a joint endeavor by France’s most famous flower shop and the world’s largest diamond supplier. The exquisiteness of this Christmas tree design is breathtaking. The small diamonds sparkle like the dewdrops on morning rose petals, casting a charming glow, while the two-carat and three-carat, or even larger diamonds, attract admirers with their noble luster. At the top of the Christmas tree is a nine-carat flawless white diamond, making it a truly unique Christmas tree..."

The advertisement continued to play as Atlas Hallow’s gaze fell on the Christmas tree on the huge screen, currently being exhibited in this city’s largest luxury mall.

Parking the car, he followed the crowd into the mall.

How many people came to catch a glimpse of the most expensive Christmas tree? But it was only for looking; the price as high as 59,990,000 was not something an average person could give as a Christmas gift.

Girls surrounded the display window of the most famous flagship store, with a dreamy glow in their eyes.

"It’s so beautiful..."

"Heavens, I wonder if there’s a lucky girl in this world who could receive this Christmas tree?"

"Ah, it’s just on display. Although it doesn’t say it’s not for sale, it’s just short of six million, so it’s merely an ornament..."

The crowd dispersed, and Atlas, drawn by the diamond Christmas tree, only glanced distantly at the towering luminous tree and then directly entered the store, where due to the Christmas tree’s draw, there weren’t many people.

In black attire, Atlas Hallow stood amidst the sparkling diamonds, becoming a uniquely cold light source, attracting more attention from women than the diamonds themselves.

"Good day, sir. How may I assist you?" To work in such an opulent jewelry store, the counter girl naturally developed an intuitive acuity not common in ordinary people. This man’s clothes, cufflinks, even his belt were not brands she recognized, but such high-end private customizations are more costly than large brands with logos. The watch, however, was identifiable.

Being in this business, especially having risen to the manager position, she had some research on luxury items. This watch was the Patek Philippe Platinum World Time, sold for four million US Dollars in what should be 2002, not including a 25% handling fee, so the current price should be incalculable.

Such a watch is mostly for collection purposes, yet this man wore it on his wrist, unmistakably suggesting that in his wardrobe’s watch box, there’s likely more than one of these. He’s someone who would truly spend, and surely spend big, different from those who just come to look or only buy a starter diamond ring worth around a hundred thousand.

This man would likely consume something like a diamond necklace, which made the counter girl a bit excited thinking of today’s sales performance, as the cheapest diamond-encrusted necklace here costs several million.

"That one, wrap it up for me." Atlas spoke indifferently, as if all the light in the room was absorbed by him, a sharp gleam emanated from his deep features, capable of cutting through a person’s heart more easily than a blade.

Following his icy gaze, the counter girl saw the Christmas tree displayed in the window, her heartbeat accelerating, adrenaline soaring wildly, she could hardly believe that this stunningly handsome man was actually going to buy that Christmas tree?

The priced tag nearly sixty million, and this man actually said to pack it up?

If the company allows a 2% commission on each sale, does that mean she could earn 1.2 million? That would be an excessively generous income, accomplished without a word.

"Please wait a moment..." The counter girl hurriedly headed to the back office, as this matter had to be reported.