Once Broken, Now Unstoppable

Chapter 5: A Visit To The Most Expensive Store

Chapter 5

"Veronica! What the hell do you think you’re doing with that piece of gutter trash?!"

Jessica’s shrill voice cut through the air like a whip, making Veronica’s entire body stiffen, her fingers trembled slightly around the bundle of cash in her hands as she turned slowly toward the door with her heart beating faster.

There stood Jessica—her so-called “loving” older sister—with a sneer on her face and her arms akimbo, her sharp eyes blazing with disgust.

Seeing this, Veronica forced an awkward smile on her face which looks worse than crying. "S-Sister Jessica… I-I was just returning some money to Brother Thomas. I borrowed it from him before, and since I got some today, I thought it was right to pay him back."

Jessica’s lip curled in pure contempt upon hearing those ridiculous excuses. "Lend? Him? Hah! This pathetic excuse of a man can't even afford to buy his own underwear by himself, and you expect me to believe he lent you money?!"

She stepped forward, her heels clicking against the floor with absolute arrogance, with another hand holding a umbrella above her head to shield her from the rain, she grabbed the bundle of cash from Veronica’s hands, and spun toward Thomas, her eyes burning with utter disdain.

"You worthless, good-for-nothing failure! You actually dared to take money from my baby sister?!" Jessica snapped, pointing a perfectly manicured finger at his nose. "She's four years younger than you! Four years! Have you no shame, begging from a little girl?! What’s next? Asking toddlers for their foods?!"

Seeing how Jessica was humiliating him, Veronica panicked. "Sister Jessica, it's not what you think—!"

"Shut up, you brainless brat!" Jessica barked. "Go home this instant! And don't even think about stepping out of your room—I’ll deal with you tonight!"

Veronica’s face paled. She bit her lip, shot Thomas an apologetic glance, then turned and ran off into the rain like a frightened rabbit, completely forgetting her umbrella. In seconds, she was gone, her car speeding away.

Upon seeing all this, Thomas let out a sigh.

This girl… always getting humiliated for trying to help him. She never complained, but he could see the weight she carried. He wouldn’t let it go unreturned.

One day, he would ensure that the entire Jaymes family had no choice but to rely on her for survival for the rest of their existence!

"Babe? Who's making you rise your voice? You shouldn't waste time on kids. We have somewhere important to be, remember?" A male voice suddenly said calmly from inside as the door opens.

Hearing this, Jessica’s voice suddenly turned sugary-sweet. "Oh, Rex, my love, let’s go! We’re late for our shopping trip! We need to pick out the perfect gift for Grandma!"

Rex, who had just stepped out of the house while flipping his BMW key between his fingers, smirked. He shot Thomas a mocking glance, dripping with condescension.

"You heard her, buddy," he sneered. "I’ll be taking your 'wife' out to spoil her with MY money. Meanwhile, you can go back to your security guard job, earn your pennies, and maybe—just maybe—marry a street beggar. Haha! At least to them, you’ll look rich!"

Jessica giggled like a schoolgirl, wrapping her arms around Rex’s. "You're so bad, darling!" she purred before following him into his luxury car.

Thomas watched them go, his expression calm, his eyes cold. If this had been the old Thomas, he would have been humiliated beyond words.

But now?

The entire Jaymes family's pathetic little $500 million fortune was nothing but pocket change to him.

Watching the car disappear into the distance, a sudden thought took root in his mind.

If he left now without repaying the humiliation…

If he didn’t make sure Veronica rose above them all…

He wouldn’t be able to sleep soundly, no matter how much money he had.

With that, he turned on his heel and walked away.

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SOARING EAGLE PAVILION

Stepping out of the taxi, Thomas's eyes narrowed slightly as he spotted a very familiar luxury car parked right in front of his destination.

Rex’s BMW.

That scumbag actually had the same destination as him.

A cold smirk curled at the corners of Thomas’s lips. "Jessica, oh, Jessica… three years ago, I gave you my everything. I treated you like a queen. But you threw me away like garbage. And for what?"

His fists clenched slightly. His emotions getting a little intense.

"You made the biggest mistake of your life. Everything you did to me… I’ll repay you tenfold."

Taking a deep breath, he straightened his posture and strode forward.

Before him stood the grand entrance of Soaring Eagle Pavilion, the most exclusive antique trading shop in the entire region.

The towering building boasted red brick and green tile, shaped in a traditional Tang-Song Dynasty style. It exuded an aura of unattainable luxury which was strong enough to make the poor stare at it in awe.

This place was legendary among the rich.

To even set foot inside, one had to have at least ten million dollars.

Once upon a time, Thomas had only heard about this place from his wealthier university classmates and never cared or dream of entering.

Then, as the humiliated son-in-law of the Jaymes family, he wouldn’t have even dared to look at it.

But now?

Now, he was here to spend.

Stepping through the golden entrance, he approached the reception desk where a stunning woman in a sleek black-and-white professional outfit sat. Her smile was elegant yet distant—the type of smile reserved for VIP clientele only.

"Welcome to Soaring Eagle Pavilion, sir. How may I assist you?"

Thomas’s gaze was calm. "I want to apply for a membership card."

Hearing his words, the receptionist’s smile remained polite, but a flicker of doubt crossed her eyes.

Soaring Eagle Pavilion had seven floors. The first two were open to the public and sold cheap, worthless knock-offs for the common folk.

The third to seventh floors were the main deal.

That was where real treasures lay—and entry was strictly reserved for members.

And the cost of membership?

To put it in a lame man's language:

It was enough to make ordinary people cry blood.