The Ex and Her Riches

Inside the wooden box were two matching suits and dresses.

The overall color was silver, with a golden rose pattern embroidered next to the lapels of the men’s suit jacket, and the buttons were in the shape of roses, made from crystal.

The material of the suits emitted a faint silver glow under the lighting, and the human mannequin was also wearing a pair of golden-rimmed glasses, adding to the texture of the outfit.

Bob introduced, “Charlie, this suit is tailor-made for you. In my eyes, you’re like a thorny rose-tempting but dangerous. It makes people can’t help but want to get close to you. Have you seen the rose on the collar? It’s embroidered with golden thread on silver, and the overall material of this suit is top-notch.”

Amused by Bob’s description, Whitney stifled a smile.

It was her first time hearing a man being compared to a rose.

However, this metaphor actually suited Charles quite well. He was indeed a thorny rose-a lethal weapon hidden in plain sight.

Upon seeing the smile on Whitney’s face, Charles shot her a cold glance, causing her smile to vanish instantly.

Bob continued to focus on introducing another piece of clothing, a bareback fishtail gown.

The waist of the gown was woven with silver threads into a rose, and the collar button was adorned with a gemstone. The gown itself was also adorned with gemstones, emitting a sparkling light.

“I spent half a year completing this dress. If it weren’t for your request, I wouldn’t have entrusted my hard work to you,” Bob said, looking at the dress with eyes full of reluctance and sighing in sorrow.

Charles unexpectedly poured cold water on the situation, saying, “Isn’t it that you were tempted by the price I offered for these clothes, so you decided to take them out?”

This guy was clearly trying to act all innocent after getting a good deal.

Bob, having his intentions exposed, chuckled and had his staff bring out the outfits, saying, “Now these two pieces are yours.”

Charles nodded, and Isaac, who had been waiting outside with his team, came in to pack up the clothes.

Leaving the shopping district once again, the luxury car eventually stopped at a villa.

walked inside, and Whitney quickly followed

half past six in the evening. The business party was

property. Whenever he didn’t return to the

and white, giving off at strong sense of detachment

two sets of clothes from earlier placed in front of

and Charles gave Isaac a

said to the newcomers. “Take Ms. Mellor to try on the outfits.”

of strangers, she was merely Charles’ female companion, not his

room, allowing them to help her on the clothes.

for you. Look at your figure! It’s absolutely perfect,” one of the

her reflection in the

really her in the mirror?

hair cascaded down freely, and her fishtail dress perfectly showcased her figure, accentuating her

was untouched by makeup, yet it exuded a unique charm.

while we do your makeup.”

sit in front of the vanity, where makeup was

skin was naturally fair and smooth.

artist worked on her, she couldn’t help but exclaim, “Your natural beauty is simply stunning. If

artist had just returned from abroad and was still

couldn’t help but stifle

a round of makeup, Whitney finally emerged from

a bit unsteady on her feet. She had to take small, cautious steps.

of the room, the several bodyguards

curled into gentle waves, elegantly draped over her left shoulder. The light pink lipstick and curled eyelashes

financial magazine, and in his usually calm and collected azure eyes, there was a rare flash of astonishment.

Whitney, Charles tossed his magazine

others out

in front of

a word, Whitney couldn’t help but

and awkwardly touched the tip of his nose.