Infinite Cashback: My God-Tier Cashback System

This was already the second time Luca had run into Naomi Monroe today, yet her beauty still caught him off guard.

She didn’t need heavy makeup or expensive styling. Just standing there beneath the bright boutique lights, she looked effortlessly radiant, like a scene painted into the middle of the bustling city.

Quite a few people nearby slowed down to glance at her.

Not because they expected anything to happen, but because simply looking at someone like Naomi from afar already felt pleasing enough.

Luca suddenly turned toward the saleswoman who was still standing nearby with the receipt in hand.

"Go bring me another women’s watch. Something around twenty thousand should be fine."

The saleswoman blinked in surprise before quickly smiling.

"Of course, sir. Please wait a moment."

She had only chased after him to hand over the receipt, yet somehow it had turned into another sale.

Vanessa heard everything clearly and nearly burst with excitement.

So that watch earlier wasn’t for his friend because it was special... it was because it was too cheap.

’Oh my God... he’s actually rich.’

Her heartbeat sped up instantly.

’Maybe I shouldn’t ask for such a high dowry after marriage. Three hundred thousand and a two-hundred-square-meter house should be enough...’

Less than a minute later, the saleswoman returned alongside a slightly older woman dressed in a fitted black uniform.

The younger employee carried a large display case filled with over a dozen elegant women’s mechanical watches.

The older woman stepped forward with a professional smile.

"Hello, sir. I’m Arc Davies, the manager of this Vacheron Constantin boutique. Please have a look and see if any of these styles interest you."

Luca glanced over them casually before asking the simplest question possible.

"Which one is the most expensive?"

To him, they all looked fairly similar anyway.

If it’s expensive, it can’t be bad.

Arc Davies immediately pointed toward a stunning watch with a delicate pastel-toned movement.

"This one, sir. It’s one of our newest limited-edition releases."

At that moment, Naomi happened to walk past the boutique entrance while holding her phone, stopping less than five meters away from Luca.

She instantly recognized him as the handsome man she had accidentally bumped into outside earlier.

For a moment, she considered greeting him.

But seeing the crowd gathered around him, she decided to pretend she hadn’t noticed and casually walk by instead.

"Little Streamer, come here."

Luca waved at her before she could escape.

Naomi paused and pointed at herself.

"Are you talking to me?"

Luca raised an eyebrow. "I’m not calling your mother. Of course I’m talking to you."

"Pfft!"

Naomi couldn’t help laughing as she walked over.

"I didn’t expect you to be this funny. So, why were you calling me?"

Arc Davies immediately gestured toward the female manager beside her.

"Help her put it on."

"Huh? Ah... alright."

Even as a store manager who had dealt with wealthy clients for years, Arc Davies found this scene unbelievable.

From their conversation, it was obvious the two barely knew each other.

Yet this man was casually giving away a watch worth over twenty thousand?

If she doesn’t want it, you can give it to me instead.

Naomi’s mind went blank.

She only snapped back to reality when she felt the cool touch of metal settle around her wrist.

Luca studied the watch for a moment, then nodded with satisfaction.

"Yeah. It suits you."

And honestly, it really did.

The elegant watch looked almost perfect against Naomi’s slender wrist and fair skin.

Arc Davies smiled knowingly.

"Sir, you truly have a good eye. This watch matches the young lady beautifully. Though to be fair, with someone this pretty, almost anything would look good on her."

"Haha, that’s true."

Luca laughed before casually pulling out his bank card.

"Alright, swipe it."

"Wait, wait, hold on!" Naomi finally reacted. "What’s happening right now?"

Luca looked amused by her flustered expression.

"Why do you look so confused? It’s obviously a gift for you."

"A gift... for me?"

She stared at him blankly.

At the side, Vanessa’s expression turned ugly almost instantly.

"Luca, what exactly are you trying to do?" she snapped.

Luca’s smile faded as he looked at her coldly.

"What do you mean?"

He let out a mocking sneer.

"You didn’t seriously think I was buying something this expensive for you, did you?"

Vanessa’s face stiffened.

Luca pointed toward the boutique display.

"Do you even know what brand this is?"

"This is Vacheron Constantin. One watch costs tens of thousands. What makes you think you deserve something like that?"

Every word struck Vanessa like a knife.

Her face flushed red with humiliation.

"Luca, you bastard!" she screamed.

"Get lost already," Luca replied impatiently. "Stop bothering me."

He had no interest in wasting another second on her.

Camila quickly stepped in before things escalated further. After giving Luca an apologetic look, she hurriedly dragged the nearly tearful Vanessa away.

Only after the two women disappeared did Arc Davies approach again with the finalized receipt.

"Sir, the total comes to 26,800. Here is your receipt."

Luca took it casually, then handed it straight to Naomi.

Naomi panicked and immediately shook her head while trying to remove the watch.

"No, no, I can’t accept this. It’s way too expensive."

Even though she genuinely loved the watch, it was worth more than twenty thousand.

Coming from an ordinary family, she had never even held that much money before.

With a little extra added on top of that amount, someone could already put down a payment on a house in San Fierro.

How could she possibly accept something so valuable from a man whose name she had only learned today?

Naomi had graduated from a flight attendant academy, but she never entered the industry.

An airline executive had tried pressuring her into sleeping with him in exchange for a position.

She refused.

And just like that, her spot disappeared.

That was why she became a streamer instead.

So now, standing before a man casually gifting her a luxury watch worth over twenty thousand, how could she not suspect hidden intentions?

Of course, her assumptions weren’t entirely wrong.

Faced with a woman as beautiful as Naomi, Luca would be lying if he said he wasn’t tempted.

But there was one thing he would never do.

He would never force anyone.

If a woman wasn’t willing, he would never cross that line.

"It’s fine."

Luca gently stopped Naomi from taking the watch off.

"Keep it on."

Then he smiled faintly.

"Just agree to one condition from me later. That’ll be enough."