Chapter 68 New Appearance
As Liam pulled the door open, ready to lash out at whoever dared to disturb him again, his anger dissipated almost instantly. Standing before him was Lana, her expression filled with concern, her piercing green eyes scanning his face as if searching for any sign of distress. For a brief moment, Liam furrowed his brows in confusion, but then it clicked—she must have heard about his abduction. Of course, she had. News traveled fast in their neighborhood, and despite her cold and alluring demeanor, she was someone who paid attention to the people she cared about.
He quickly wiped the slight frown off his face, replacing it with his usual smirk as he leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. "I’m alright," he said casually, as if nothing had happened.
Lana didn’t look entirely convinced, but she exhaled in relief, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Good," she murmured, before adding, "I might come home late today, so can you look after my father in case my mother throws him out again?"
Liam chuckled at that. It wasn’t the first time Lana’s father had been kicked out of his own house, and it probably wouldn’t be the last. "No problem," he assured her.
She gave him a grateful nod, then waved goodbye before walking away, her dark brown wavy hair bouncing slightly with each step.
The moment she disappeared from view, Liam wasted no time pulling out his phone to check his bank account, just to make sure yesterday wasn’t a dream. And there it was, staring back at him—$1,107.32 sitting comfortably in his balance.
A grin spread across his face. The feeling was nothing short of exhilarating. It was the first time in a long while he had this much money to his name. But he wasn’t going to let it get to his head. He had a plan, a goal, and the first step to achieving it was simple—level up.
After a quick shower, he grabbed his keys and headed straight for the clothing store. If he wanted to move with people like Lilith, he had to dress the part.
Walking into the store, Liam’s sharp eyes roamed over the racks of expensive suits, casual wear, and footwear. He wasted no time picking out a few tailored suits in different colors—black, navy blue, and a deep burgundy. He also grabbed some baggy jeans and fitted shirts, something he could wear when he wasn’t trying to look too formal. Of course, no wardrobe was complete without sneakers and high-quality shoes, so he made sure to get a couple of pairs that suited different occasions.
By the time he reached the counter and the cashier started ringing everything up, Liam nearly had a heart attack. $900.
His fingers twitched slightly as he reached for his wallet, but he swallowed the pain and handed over his card. If he was going to be taken seriously in this world, he had to invest in himself.