Chapter 17

'What! Pay Mr. Young respect?'

Brooom!!!

The crowd was petrified as if they had all been struck by lightning as they witnessed Hermes' Great Central Land representative be so reverential toward Sean. Howard, who was ready to flee the scene, was stunned. "How… How could this be?"

"This… This…" Marilyn, who was prepared to pretend she did not know Sea and Maise, had her jaw wide open as well. Maisie was no exception; she gradually started feeling uneasy.

Who would believe that Hermes' Great Central Land representative would offer his respect to a well-known scumbag? Witnessing this scene made the storekeeper nearly collapse to the ground.

"Director… Director Walter, you…you must be mistaking him for someone else, right?" The storekeeper asked. How would a young man in cheap clothing, who did not look and behave like he came from a prestigious family, gain respect from her higher-ups?

'It must be a mistake; he must have mistaken him for someone else!'

Hermes's representative, Walter, flew off the hand and slapped the storekeeper across the face when he heard what she just said.

Manager Walter's eyes were engorged, tight with blood vessels, as he roared out loud. "Mistook him for someone else? How dare you foolish scum offend our honorable Mr Young. Are you trying to dig your own grave? Let me make it clear; even the officials of Hermes dare not offend Mr. Young, so foolish scum you refrain as well! You better go apologize to Mr. Young this instant!"

Shhh!

Walter's speech was like a nuclear bomb; its impact was massive to all present. Howard and Marilyn’s eyes nearly dropped out of their sockets and they caught their breaths.

'Even the officials at Hermes dare not offend Mr. Young? Was this some kind of joke?' Maisie's expression changed as well. She never expected manager Walter to say that.

"Oh my God!" The storekeeper was nearly scared to death.

Walter roared once again, "What are you waiting for. Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Young!"

"Yes yes yes, I’m very sorry, Mr. Young. I’m so sorry!" The middle-aged woman was utterly terrified and all signs of her prior arrogance had evaporated.

With cold eyes, Sean just replied, "You should be apologizing to my wife!"

Without further delay, the storekeeper turned to Maisie. "I was in the wrong, it’s all my fault. Oh, please forgive me for my immaturity. You must forgive me!" The storekeeper was so scared that she was about to cry; she knew that Manager Walter was not joking. If she could not placate Maisie, her life would be in grave danger. This person had to be some big shot if even the officials at Hermes did not dare offend. She was now so legitimately scared. If only she had not underestimated them, she would not be in this grave situation now.

Maisie had been really worried for Sean earlier, but now she felt so proud. She felt like she could be granted anything she wished for. However, adding on to Maisie's surprise was that Sean really did manage to get the higher-ups to come. Did Sean really make a call all the way to the Hermes HQ in France?

"Maisie, how should we punish her?" Sean asked sweetly.

"I’m really sorry, please forgive me for my foolishness!" The storekeeper was trembling.

Maisie had a kind heart. Despite her public humiliation, she never intended to take revenge. In the end, she said, "Just leave her be!"

"Alright, as you wish!" Sean replied.

Manager Walter, with a serious look, immediately said, "You lucky scum, Mr. Young and this fine lady have decided not to punish you. Quickly express your gratitude!"

"Thank you, Mr. Young. Thank you too, honorable lady, for forgiving me!" The storekeeper was touched.

After things had cooled down, Sean pointed to the Hermes handbag, the one that cost 500,000 bucks. "I want to purchase this!"

"It is Hermes's greatest honor to have Mr. Young be enamored by our products. Free of charge. Let me just get it packed up!" Walter packaged the handbag and handed it over to Mr. Young at lightning speed.

Sean did not like taking advantage of others, but since Walter was being so friendly, he had no choice but to accept. As he received the exquisite packaging, Sean said, "Maisie, let's go!"

"Sure!" Maisie had a shocked expression as she distractedly followed Sean out of the shop.

"Oh my God!" Both Howard and Marilyn's expression were pale as they witnessed everything. Everything that happened was like a dream. They pinched themselves, and the pain reminded them that everything had really happened.

As Sean left, the storekeeper collapsed to the ground, relieved that she had overcome a life-threatening crisis. The Hermes's representative glanced at her with disgust. "You’re fired! Good riddance!"

"What? Mr. Walter, didn't Mr. Young just forgive me?" She was puzzled.

Walter replied, with a cold smile, "Foolish idiot. Just because Mr. Young forgave you doesn't mean I have. Fools like you will only give me more trouble. Get lost, or I’ll call security to chase you out."

The storekeeper’s face went pale. She hoped there would be a pill she could take to forget all this. Unfortunately, no such pills existed. As the owner of a Hermes outlet, she had excellent welfare and an annual salary exceeding 10 thousand bucks. Now, she lost it all. The middle-aged woman passed out cold, realizing that she had just lost her job.

Sean and Maisie called a cab and headed home once they left the mall. Throughout the journey, Maisie felt that everything that happened tonight was like a dream. There were many occasions where she wanted to speak, but in the end, she kept her mouth shut.

It was pretty late when they reached home. Everyone, including Sean’s parents-in-law and Taylor, had gone to sleep.

In the room, Sean softly said, "Maisie, this is for you. I hope you like it!"

Receiving the Hermes handbag valued up to 500,000 bucks, Maisie felt a warm sensation in her heart. This was Sean's first gift to her ever since their marriage. However, Maisie, with a very confused expression, looked at Sean, "What exactly happened in the shop earlier?"

"Doi! Didn't I explain it at the hotel? Moses and I were like old friends. He even said that I was always welcome to ask him for help whenever I needed it!" Sean smiled.

'Is that the truth?' Despite Maisie’s doubt, nothing else could have explained the incident that occurred at the shop.

After brushing his teeth, Sean obediently went to his mat on the floor. Maisie, on the other hand, was lying in bed and started reflecting back on everything that happened that day. Be it Sean's brilliant historical knowledge at the Royal Imperial Hotel or the occurrence at Hermes, all these were like a dream to Maisie.

Maisie had been stoic for the past five years, but tonight, Sean's performance made Maisie realize that there might still be hope for her in the future. Looking over at Sean on the floor mat, she started feeling really sorry for him.

Maisie had never allowed Sean to sleep in bed with her for the whole five years, but after spending time together for those five years, anyone would develop some chemistry. Deep in Maisie's heart, she had already accepted Sean, but she was just too proud to admit it. It must have been hard for Sean, being a man, to endure his normal physiological needs these past five years.

Suddenly, Maisie felt really sorry for Sean. If only Sean had the drive to improve himself, she would not have minded physically opening up to Sean. She took a deep breath, bit her bright red lips, and summoned up her courage. "Sean, why…why don’t you come up here and sleep with me!"