A Trust-fund Baby

Chapter 11 Astounded Sally II

Sally was riled up as Judson ignored her. She said to the shop assistant, “Sweetie, you’d better go

through them carefully in case he plays dirty tricks. He is too poor to afford all these fancy clothes. Only

one pair of shoes can cost at least hundreds of dollars, not to mention the expensive ones. Trust me,

he’s just a poor guy. Call the security, or he’ll take them away leaving the bill for you to pay.”

Judson didn’t bother to argue with Sally, and he sneered, “Yep, you’ve got me. My VIP bank card is

fake as there’s nothing on my account. And I can’t afford the clothes as I just pretend to be filthy rich.

The pretty young lady and I are both poor guys. Really.”

The pretty assistant leveled Sally with a hard look and smiled at her. “Hehe, madam, his VIP card is not

fake as there are only 100 VIP cards issued by CitiBank in N City. The card’s minimum deposit is 1.5

million dollars. If you don’t believe what I say, you could google it or call the customer service of

CitiBank.”

Then the shop assistant slid the card into the POS machine and pointed at the screen, saying to Sally,

“See, 82,476 dollars. It’s not a fake VIP bank card.”

Shocked to death, Sally’s jaw dropped as she never imagined that Judson could have so much money.

Judson got his card from the assistant and looked at astounded Sally. “Well, it turns out my card is a

real VIP card which has money in it. Oops! I picked it up by accident. Call the security and catch me as

I may have stolen it from others. Just call them, and I’ll be waiting for you.”

“You, you, you…you’re a son of the bitch. You hear me.” Sally angrily trembled as she pointed at

Judson.

Judson reveled in her exasperation. He grabbed a pen and wrote down his address on o piece of

paper, then he gave it to the assistant. “Please send the clothes to this place, thank you.”

“No problem, sir. I’ll deliver them by myself.” The assistant was over the moon as she’s got a rich

customer today, who brought about a great bonus for her. Moreover, if she could butter him up, he

might introduce more wealthy customers to her.

Judson nodded with a smile. “Thanks…”

Then he grabbed Sophia’s hand and said, “My Angel, let’s take a ride.”

“Great! I love taking a car ride,” Sophia exclaimed.

“Well…Let’s go!” Judson nodded and strode out with her.

“Stop! It’s not over…Stop! You can’t walk away!” Sally suddenly ran to Judson, her arms latching on

Judson.

Judson was amused to laugh. “Hehe, who do you think you are? Should I know you? Why should I

listen to your crap? Get yourself fucking out of my way!” Judson shoved her away and took Sophia

out…

Sally’s face turned white and she trembled with anger, yelling, “What the heck are you doing? Why do

you bother to get me here if you don’t want to talk to me?” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Judson paused a beat and cocked his head to Sally, smiling, “Because, I want to embarrass you with

the fact…Hehe…How do you like it? You know what? Lucky you that you’re Diana’s mother.”

“I can tell you’re too poor to wear fancy clothes, but your make-up is way too lousy for a woman at your

age. Hehe…What a shame!” Sophia also teased Sally.

Judson left with Sophia, leaving dumbfounded Sally alone there.

Ah…Sally yelled in fury and threw Judson’s unwrapped clothes away on the ground before thumping

on them…

“Judson, you son of a bitch! You son of a bitch…” Sally had already lost her mind and left her footprints

all over Judson’s fancy clothes, then she didn’t forget to spit on them…

But what she missed was the shop assistants’ sneer. No one bothered to prevent her self-

embarrassment as they all stood by to enjoy the show…While the shop assistant who buttered up

Judson quietly called the security here…