My Husband Is a Million Years Old Vampire-Chapter 81

When Raymond asked Valentina what car she liked, she couldn’t help but smile. It wasn’t just the question—it was the way he asked it, the softness in his voice, the way he made her feel like she was the most important person in the world.

She had felt down not long ago, humiliated by Maria and Chloe, belittled by their words, and made to feel as if she didn’t belong. Even Liam’s presence had been suffocating, his judgmental gaze weighing on her like a silent condemnation.

But then, there was Raymond.

He always knew exactly what to say, exactly how to lift her back up. With just a few words, he erased the negativity around her, replacing it with warmth and reassurance. It was like he understood her more than she even understood herself.

At that moment Raymond tilted his head slightly, his lips curling into a teasing smile.

"So, are you telling me you don’t have a preferred car in mind?" His voice was playful, laced with amusement as he looked at her expectantly.

Valentina nodded, her expression sincere.

"Yeah, that’s what I’m saying," she admitted. "I don’t have a preferred car in mind... whatever you get me, I’ll accept it."

Immediately Raymond chuckled, shaking his head.

"No problem," he said smoothly. His eyes held a certain depth, an unspoken promise, as if telling her that whatever he chose for her wouldn’t just be a car—it would be a statement.

Deep down, Raymond already knew what Valentina liked. He didn’t need her to say it. He had spent enough time with her to understand her preferences, her style, and the little things that made her happy.

So, without hesitation, he turned to the sales attendant.

"I’d like to see the list of cars you have," he said, his voice calm but firm. "Something exquisite, something unique—something that perfectly suits a lady of her standard."

At that moment the sales attendant, a woman with a professional demeanor, nodded with a knowing smile.

"I believe we have just the thing," she said. "A car that arrived last week. It’s a limited edition—elegant, refined, and built for someone with taste."

Then she studied Raymond for a moment, sensing his discerning nature. "From what I can tell, I think you’ll love it."

Raymond gave a small nod.

"Where is it?"

"It’s not on display," the sales attendant replied. "It’s in our special ordering unit, where we keep our most exclusive models."

Raymond didn’t hesitate.

"I want to see it," he said firmly.

Hearing what Raymond just said.

The sales attendant hesitated for a brief moment, as if weighing her options. But deep down, she knew that anyone who had gained access to this dealership—especially to this level—must have already presented their VIP pass card.

That alone meant they were financially capable, at least on paper.

Even though she still had her doubts, unsure if Raymond could truly afford such an exclusive vehicle, she had no right to question him. She could only follow protocol.

Nodding professionally, she gestured toward the private showroom.

"This way, please."

As Raymond and Valentina moved forward, Maria and Chloe were left stunned.

Their eyes widened, exchanging glances of disbelief.

"What is she doing?" Maria hissed under her breath.

"Does she not realize who she’s wasting her time on?"

Immediately Chloe folded her arms, her face twisted in frustration. "This is ridiculous. There’s no way they can afford anything in there."

At that moment Maria scoffed loudly, unable to hold back her frustration. "What is she even thinking?" she muttered, her voice dripping with disdain.

"Does she seriously believe they can afford something from the special ordering unit? Has she even looked at them properly?"

Chloe rolled her eyes, folding her arms as she leaned in closer to her mother. "It’s laughable. She acts like she belongs here," she said bitterly. "That girl—she’s turning into something else, and I don’t like it."

Then Maria exhaled sharply, shaking her head.

"It seems this sales attendant doesn’t quite understand who we are," she said, voice laced with arrogance. "Maybe I should educate her before she wastes any more time."

With a condescending smirk, she turned toward the sales attendant and pointed at Raymond, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Let me explain something to you." Her gaze was sharp, her words cutting. "Do you know who this man is? This Raymond? Let me tell you—he was paid a hundred thousand dollars just to marry that beast standing next to him."

At that moment the room fell into a tense silence as her words echoed, her intention crystal clear—to humiliate, to degrade, to make sure Valentina felt the weight of her cruel words, then she would no other choice then to walk away.

The air in the dealership grew tense, the weight of Maria’s words settling over the room like an unwelcome fog. She lifted a manicured finger and jabbed it toward Raymond, her voice dripping with disdain.

"Do you even know what you’re doing?" she scoffed at the sales attendant. "Are you seriously about to lead these two into your special car unit? Do you even know who they are?"

At that moment She took a slow, deliberate step forward, her eyes narrowing as if inspecting something foul. Then, she turned to Raymond with an exaggerated laugh.

"This man was paid a hundred thousand dollars to marry that." She flicked her fingers toward Valentina as if dismissing her existence entirely.

Gasps filled the air. A few customers and employees nearby turned their heads, but Maria wasn’t finished. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"And her?" Maria sneered, turning to Valentina. "A walking advertisement for a plastic surgeon’s worst work. Fake face. Fake skin. Fake body. The only reason she’s even tolerable to look at is because she carved herself."

Chloe, standing beside her mother, crossed her arms and let out a mocking sigh.

"You know, Mom, I’ve been thinking the same thing. It’s embarrassing how some people try so hard to pretend they belong. But let’s be real—no amount of pretends can buy class ."

She turned her gaze toward the sales attendant, her expression sharp with condescension.

"You better not make the mistake of humiliating this dealership by taking them there. Do you really think someone like him can afford anything beyond the parking lot?" She let out a short, dry laugh, her eyes glinting with cruel amusement.

Maria shook her head, adding to the rant.

"Honestly, they’re wasting your time. They’re wasting our time. This is a place for real buyers. Not people pretending to be something they’re not."

The sales attendant hesitated, glancing nervously between Raymond and Valentina, then at her fellow employees.