Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 337 Where She Had Met Him Before

Jackson took Gabrielle directly to the Audi

are shopping mall, TheTC WA# wide

stion of clothes from top inter Alional brands, so he had no doubt that thic; could easily find suitable outils – prhaps even the most stylish

Jucicon originally anted to take her la a designer Studio. He was enged in jewelry design, so he knew a lot of Deople in the fashion industry. Jackson had plenty of contacts — m l of whom were the best at what they did.

That included a dresser and a styl – both would have been eager to help at a Trent’s noticc.

However, they didn’t have enough time. and Jackson didn’t want to bother anyone. That was why he decided to take her to the mall. He and Gabrielle were going to have to look for clothing themselves.

When Gabrielle w where they headed, she felt a Licle Uncamlofahle. She child her weight and tried not to think of the last time she was here with Mia. There was this crazy Woman Damed Emily who hat Gabrielle’s back. She was severely hurt. Even when she thought about it now, she could feel the phantom pain. That memory sasn’t sy to erase.

“Jackson, are we going shopping here? Gabrielle asked with uncertainty again. She already knew was imposable, but she hoped they were just passing by and were actually on their way somewhere

“Why? What’s wrong? You don’t like the stuff here?” Jackson glanced at her with indifference. He didn’t really care what her prelerence was. After all, they weren’t here to stroll around and enjoy

“It’s not that I don’t like it. You see, this place is known for selling luxury and premium brands. I’en afraid I can’t afford the clothes here,” Gabrielle told him honestly. It was true. It would probably Cost her an entire month’s salary to buy one simple dress

Jackson was shocked to hear that. He

netur thought about the price when buying things — he never cvet bothered

lanciae nt them or asking the shop 355nts. If he liked womething. he purchased it – egardless of how much LE COST

It was the same with everythine else he bought — if he wanted the would buy it End of story.

Then pain, that was obviously because Jackson Winch He could afford Anything and everything he liked, Nat looking at the price 9h 1 typical characteristic of wealthy people. To their, there wasn’t much difference between buying a $250 watch and one with a price tag of $3000. Gabrielle was clearly not in the same tax bracket as hint

“Gabrielle. are you that poor?” Jacksoni, for once, wasn’t acting magant and condescending. He was genuinely cunous.

but there was no other way to phrase the question. Jackson didn’t expect to hear that froin

a quick assessing look.

shopping mall.

lucksdi. Tam ir.” Gabacile admitted honestly. The wins to t he in that. At least she didn’t prend she could afford things when it

Cabrielle’s honesty rather refreshing She wasn’t ashamed to admit

first time. She was different from ather women. Nowadays, most women We guperficial and were so obsessed with luxury

Plus, she was blunt

just ask Jason to reimburse all your expenses. You don’t even have a decent dress. As his mentce,

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you were under my mentorship. I would’t let

lucklion sliede inside – her didn’t even look

she Found about hirving her mentor In

why he mavi pated it casily. He wasn’t exactly a shopaholic.

he liked to go around looking at different

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different decimus, different people and personalities. Everything about it brought

to the sixth floor where the women’s clothing department was located. He knew what each brand offered, so

that didn’t suit

Commanded.

she felt out of

several Pieces and gave it

what do you think?” Jackson held out some

she was going to be

trust your taste.” Gabrielle affered 1 small smile. In truth, she coulin’t pick anything if he

didn’t even dare touch the clothes, afraid of leaving

style and preferences Naturally. Tackson would choose something

good first impression, so Gabrielle just let Jackson

ahead and try these.” Jackson tipped his chin to the shop 8 stand signaling her to bring the clothes into the firting