Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 353

“Why don’t we go shopping?” Violet suggested. “It’s spring now, so it’s also time to buy some clothes according to the changing of the seasons.”

Larissa wanted to go out too, but shopping-

“Would it be inconvenient for you. seeing as I’m like this?” She looked down at her leg.

“What’s Inconvenient about that?” Violet was unfazed. “Besides, today is Monday. There shouldn’t be anyone in the malls.”

Larissa thought about it and figured that Violet was right, so she followed her out with ease.

Violet brought Larissa to the most high-end mall in Bartham. The brands established here are all famous international brands. Few people came to this mail so there were even fewer people during weekdays. Other than the stall, there were not many patrons there.

The moment they saw her, they rushed over and treated her

assistant’s never-ending recommendations and pointed at Larissa, who was in her wheelchair. She said. “See if

the shop assistant studied Larissa carefully and asked her for her height, weight, and her favorite style of dress. Then, she took down around ten or more sets of clothes from the

Larissa for every single item she tried on. She also bought everything she tried on later. Seeing the shop assistant’s crinkled smile, Larissa felt a strong sense of unease. If she was truly the Rogers family daughter-in-law, perhaps she would simply accept such a luxurious gilt,

murmured to

into her hands. “Wear a set each day! Change your clothes for new ones every day. You’re my daughter-in-law, a member of

was struck speechless

Violet took her and “raided” a few other shops, buying anything from lingerie to outerwear. She bought so much that Larissa lost count of how many sets she had now. As there were too many for them to carry, Violet could only get the shop assistant to have the excess

when they

seats were close to the large floor-to- ceiling window. When Larissa finished ordering, she turned and caught sight of

not present, she probably would have run after Ruby, Sensing her oddness, Violet

her, “You don’t look