His Unveiled Passion

The sales associate's smile brightened immediately. She loved straightforward customers like this.

"Of course. Please give me a moment. I will have it wrapped up for you right away."

"You have excellent taste, miss. This dress is one of our latest designs and one of our best sellers. In fact, this is the very last piece we have in stock," the associate added warmly.

Just as she turned to take the dress off the mannequin, the shop door opened again, and a couple walked in.

The woman wore heavy makeup and a revealing outfit, with a tiny camisole paired with an ultra-short denim skirt, long legs, a curvy figure, and an air of bold confidence.

"Darling, I want that dress. Buy it for me, will you?" The woman pointed directly at the sky-blue dress that Tessa had just chosen, leaning sweetly against the arm of the man beside her.

The man gave her an indulgent smile. "If my sweetie wants it, my sweetie gets it."

Turning to the sales associate, he waved his hand dismissively. "Wrap up that dress for us."

For a brief moment, the sales associate's expression faltered. But she quickly recovered her polite demeanor and replied with a smile, "I'm sorry, sir, but this young lady chose that dress first. It is the last one we have.

"Perhaps you would like to look at some of our other new arrivals. We have many beautiful options."

want that one," the woman snapped, her

gaze toward Tessa, and his eyes lit

to the heavily altered appearance of the woman clinging to his arm, Tessa was clearly

was standing right there. No matter how much he wanted to stare, he could not afford to

for a man like him, pride mattered more than anything. Backing down was

eye and said, "I want

he spoke, he pulled out his wallet and casually peeled off

"Here. Take this."

a soft, cold laugh. "I saw

man's frown deepened. His gaze dropped to the handbag Tessa

then, he had been too focused on her face and figure to notice it.

of bag was not someone you

money back into his wallet, he adjusted his tone, sounding much

I paid whatever price you asked for? Would you consider selling

gaze remained icy.

a fake

slow, scornful once-over, her eyes

you're carrying is not even available