MY SUPER SON IN LAW - Season 2 Episode 100
The shop assistants shot each other confused looks. ‘What’s going on? Didn’t they just buy that bag? Why are they now saying that he’s stolen it? Have they lost their minds?’
A shop assistant couldn’t help but say in confusion, “But he bought that bag.”
The moment Karine James heard those words, she was stumped. “You must be joking. He can’t possibly afford that bag!”
The shop assistant pointed at the records and said, “Our records are still here.”
Disgruntled, Karine James marched up to the cashier. In the end, she clearly saw a 25,000-dollar transaction as solid evidence staring right back at her.
Finn Taylor had bought that bag!
“Ok, you’d better kneel down now.” Finn Taylor waved and pointed to the ground..
It was only then that Karine James thought of the bet she had made earlier. “Good job, Yvette. You must’ve arranged everything. Did you give him money to do this? I’m your cousin. Are you very happy to embarrass me? Why do you have to embarrass your own relatives? I can treat you respectfully if you want—it doesn’t matter. But have you thought about how you’ve destroyed our relationship by doing this?”
Karine James went off on her rant, clearly not wanting to keep to her word.
“Karine James, I didn’t give Finn any money, nor did I arrange for this. Besides, you were the one who dragged him over, and you were the one who offered to bet with him. Did I ever force you to do anything?”
Karine James knew that her cousin was speaking the truth, but she was never going to admit defeat.
Just then, Henry James spoke up. “Yvette, what do you mean? You make it sound as though our family has been very stingy toward you. You’ve been staying at our house ever since coming to Los Angeles. Why? Our family has treated you so well, but we’ve now become the bad guys! Besides, it’s obvious what’s happened. Do you think that piece of trash would’ve been able to afford such an expensive bag if you didn’t give him any money? We’re family, so shouldn’t we get along harmoniously?”
“Your family rented a BMW and a villa, and you’re even buying such an expensive bag now. Why must you put on a show in front of us? Since you’re so rich, why don’t you just buy all the bags in this boutique?”
Henry James’s logic was even stranger. He clearly absolved their family of all responsibility and made it sound as though it was Yvette Larson’s family that had started this whole mess.
“Oh, pack them up then. Wrap all the bags here up.” Finn Taylor placed his credit card on the counter as he casually said that.
Henry James had only been trying to force his niece to admit to her mistake. Never in his life would he have expected her family not to admit to their mistake but take it even further. “What do you mean by this, Yvette Larson? Are you trying to flaunt your wealth to us? Are you trying to humiliate your uncle?”
Karine James was fuming too. “Dad, don’t bother about him. I’ve never seen such a disrespectful person. Let them flaunt their wealth if they want to. These bags will cost two to three million dollars at the very least. Do you think they’ll be able to afford it? If they can really afford it, I’ll kill myself right here. This day next year, you can all celebrate my death anniversary.”
For the sake of her dignity, Karine James wasn’t holding back.
The shop assistants worked tirelessly to wrap up all the bags and calculate the final cost.
Yvette Larson couldn’t help but frown as she watched the shop assistants doing so. ‘It’s such a waste that Finn is buying me so many bags at once.’
Seeing her cousin’s expression, Karine James mistook it for fear and guilt that they couldn’t afford it. The latter couldn’t help but rejoice.
Finally, a shop assistant walked over an hour later. “Hello, sir. The total is 2.98 million. Do you really want to buy everything?”
The shop assistant was taken aback. Even she hadn’t expected the total to be so high.
“By card!” Hearing the number, Finn Taylor was even slightly disappointed. ‘It’s too low to truly stun the James family.’
The shop assistant picked up his card and walked over to the cashier.
At that moment, the Larson family and James family stared at the cashier expectantly, unblinking. They were all anticipating the final result.
Beep!
Transaction of 2.98 million successful!
When that beep sounded, Karine James was dumbfounded. ‘F-Finn Taylor actually bought an entire boutique’s worth of bags!’
Finn Taylor put away his card and asked the shop assistant, “Oh right, do you know if anyone sells coffins around here? She said that she’d kill herself right here. I don’t have anything for her, so I thought I’d give her a coffin.”
Finn Taylor provoked Karine James.
The latter glared at the former and lashed out. “You’re the one who should go to hell!”
She then turned to her cousin, her words filled with spite. “Yvette Larson, do you really think you’ll be able to get me down just like that? Do you think that you’ll be respected just because Finn Taylor did that? Everyone in the James family—from Grandma to a three-year-old toddler—knows that Finn Taylor is nothing but a piece of trash! You must’ve taken that money from your company!”
“I heard Weston Shaw say that you became the CEO of your company. I never thought that you’d be so bold. I’ll definitely report you to the Larson family. Just wait and see—I’ll make sure you go to jail!”
Henry James’s expression was sour too. “Linda James, look at your daughter. She just had to flaunt her wealth to show off her sense of superiority over my daughter. We’re family, so why do you have to do that? But since you don’t think of us as your relatives, you can scram from our family! We don’t have relatives like you!”
Henry James was full of self-righteousness. He had never considered whether Yvette Larson was truly the one trying to one-up her cousin or whether it was his own daughter—Karine James.
With that, Henry James’s family stomped off. It felt like their entire family had been humiliated a hundred times over.
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AUTHOR’S NOTE:
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