Facade of Love

Chapter 352 Taking Him to a Birthday Party

It was my first visit to the Lake City wholesale market. I had a mission, and getting there early paid off as I found what I needed without any hassle.

Charlie and Inch, probably for the first time in their lives, were tagging along to buy women’s products wholesale. They both hung back awkwardly outside the shop, clearly out of their element.

I could not help but chuckle at their discomfort and went on in without them to pick out what I needed.

I chose a brand and negotiated the quantity and price with the shopkeeper, and he packed up my order.

When it came time to settle the bill, Charlie stepped inside and casually asked the shopkeeper, “How much?”

The shop owner, a middle–aged lady with a wide smile, said, “You’re buying two thousand dollars worth of products today, miss. If you want to place more orders in the future, a thousand dollar deposit is needed, making it a grand total of three thousand.”

Charlie was about to whip out his bank card when I beat him to the punch, snatching his wallet. “Hey, I didn’t bring you along to foot the bill. I’m well aware of your loaded wallet, but you’re not spending it here,” I told him.

and signed off on a contract for regular future deliveries. She agreed with a

the boss

car.

to be wrestling with his thoughts, biting his lip before finally blurting out, ” Why do you

quick, unintentional once–over and added, “Does every girl

with a straight face, “No way could I

a bit puzzled. “Orphanage?”

pads for the girls are pretty shoddy. I’m planning to send a steady supply their way. It will help them avoid some serious health issues down the

case?” I nodded and said, “Sure, money helps, but sometimes the orphanage needs more than just cash. There

a thoughtful look, his eyes curious. “What made you think of bringing

pads?” I clarified, and

Him to

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anyone. She had a rough life, got bullied, pushed around, and eventually got sick and died. They said her sickness came from using bad sanitary pads when she was little. I never met her, and I don’t know if her story is true, but it made me want to help. When I visited the orphanage yesterday, I saw the older girls and talked with Director