?<strong>Chapter 716:</strong>


    “Five hundred thousand,” Kathleen quickly suggested, raising her hand.


    “Six hundred thousand,” Omar replied evenly.


    Kathleen was prepared to negotiate further, but Omar looked at her firmly. “Aunt Kathleen, if you’re hesitant, we can just drop this. I’m used to hard times. I don’t need this million. I’m working now, so it’s not as tough as during my student days.”


    He began to walk away.


    Kathleen reached out swiftly and stopped him. “Alright, six hundred thousand then.”


    Regardless of the oue, she had no intention of handing over the remaining four hundred thousand.


    Omar nced at his worn clothing and whispered, “Aunt Kathleen, surely you don’t expect me to fulfill the role of a loving family member in these, do you?”


    Kathleen took a deep breath to suppress her annoyance but smiled reassuringly. “Absolutely, you’re right. There’s a shopping center nearby. Let’s buy you some new outfits and dine together. It’s been ages since ourst family meal.”


    Kathleen directed them to a mall hidden in a secluded spot, familiar to her only because a friend was an investor. This mall was designed for the average consumer, devoid of luxury brands, with apparel typically priced under a few hundred dors.


    Omar stepped out of the dressing room d in a crisp new denim jacket, jeans, and a simple white T-shirt. These discounted items totaled only two thousand dors, a notable improvement over his previous cheap online purchases.


    In the mirror, Omar observed that, although slim, he appeared quite handsome. He chose to wear the new clothes immediately, even removing the tags on the spot. He also picked out two more outfits.


    Watching him, Aliza murmured critically, “With his heart issue, it’s uncertain how long he has. Is there even a point in getting so many new clothes?”


    Kathleen softly nudged Aliza, cautioning her with a whisper, “Lower your voice; he might overhear us.”


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    Aliza gave a slight eye roll but kept quiet from then on.


    With a smile, Kathleen reassured Omar, saying, “If this isn’t sufficient, we can always shop more another day. The styles you’ve picked are pretty simr, so these should suffice.”


    “Alright,” Omar responded calmly, apanying her to the register. Turning his head, Omar’s gaze fell on a strikingly beautiful woman walking past the entrance. Her undeniable allure was such that she outshone even the ambient lighting of the mall, despite her sunsses.


    Omar’s eyes brightened with excitement as he watched Carrie walk away. Without thinking, he turned and jogged to catch up with her. Slowing his pace, he called out hesitantly, “Miss, wait a moment.”


    This wasn’t something Omar would normally do. He wasn’t the type to approach strangers, let alone a woman as stunning as Carrie. Maybe it was her beauty that gave him the courage, or maybe it was the hundred thousand dors sitting in his pocket that made him feel bold in his life.


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