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Chapter 1490: The Touch Revealed in Small Details
Monica walked alongside him, feeling quite guilty, "Why don't you go back to the company first?"
"It's alright," Tristan told her, "if Kevin can't handle even this, what's the point of him being the special assistant?"
The girl felt a surge of innate charisma. She pursed her lips and fell silent.
They walked into the boutique, a shop of about a hundred square meters, decorated in a style that was particularly fresh and
clean. Cute lanterns were hanging overhead, casting a warm yellow light. The shop was heated, so even though it was snowing
outside, there wasn't a hint of coldness.
Rows of shelves held a plethora of neatly arranged small items. It was definitely a paradise for girls.
Tristan asked the sales associate, "Do you have transparent boxes for storing dolls here? Cylindrical, about one to two meters
high?"
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"Yes," the saleswoman smiled at him, pointing towards a corner, "Is that the kind you're looking for?" He was so handsome! Just
like a leading man who had walked out of a TV show.
Tristan glanced in that direction, "Monica, is that what you want?" His gaze fell on the girl as he turned his eyes.
At that moment, Monica was attracted by ssparkling headbands, she was even holding one. At his question, she looked in the
direction he was pointing, "Oh, yes!"
Tristan walked over there, "Then get two of them."
"Okay," the saleswoman couldn't help but glance at him more than once as she walked. He seemed gentle, but also had a sense of
authority.
Another saleswoman cto Monica's side, "Miss, this is handmade, each star is 1cm in diameter. The double hoop will look quite
ethereal, and it matches your hair color perfectly, would you like to try it?"
At this time, Tristan was coming over with two large cylindrical storage boxes. Monica was trying on the headband in front of a
mirror, "lt does look quite good." It added a decorative touch.
The saleswoman suddenly noticed that the men's jacket draped over her was Armani's latest custom design, she had seen it on
TV! The cheapest item the young lady was wearing was Gucci, the saleswoman suddenly felt embarrassed to suggest anything and
revealed an awkward expression.
"How much is this?" Monica seemed to like the headband, she asked with a smile, "It's very beautiful, | like it."
The saleswoman awkwardly laughed, "It's only twenty, just a small accessory, it doesn't match you."
"I'll take it!" Monica directly wore it on her head without taking it off, "I like it, it matches me."
Tristan looked around, "Do you need anything else?" He meant that they could buy everything together.
But Monica knew he was in a hurry, so she shook her head, "I just want this!"
"Okay," Tristan paid and led her out of the store.
Behind them, the salespeople's envious chatter came, "Do rich people also like to wear fake jewelry? They really don't put on airs."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"The young lady has a good temperament, everything looks good on her."
"Don't they seem like a great match?"
As they stepped away, they left those voices behind them.
In the falling snow, Monica turned to look at him as they walked, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Tristan put the boxes into the trunk, Monica got into the passenger seat, and Tristan quickly returned to the
driver's seat and drove off.
At this moment, Kevin's call cin again.
The ringtone sounded again, Tristan looked at the caller ID and directly declined it.
This made Monica feel awkward because she also caught a glimpse of the caller ID. Two seconds later, she tried to speak, "What if
he has an emergency?"
"Even if it's an emergency, | can't go back." Tristan put down his phone, gripped the steering wheel with both hands, and asked
seriously, "Have you ever been in love?"