Soon, the group of people behind him followed suit and stopped in their tracks, their eyes fixed upon Xyla Quest as they greeted her in unison, "Good evening, Young Mistress." "Good evening," Xyla replied to them with a warm smile.

Stanley Batton took the shopping bag from Xyla and stole a glance at it. He frowned slightly when he saw a piece of awful-colored cloth inside the bag. "Is this dark purple shirt for me?" Xyla nodded. "Yeah. You don't like it?"

Hearing the words 'dark purple', the group of people behind Stanley instantly exchanged looks of unease.

Most of them knew that Stanley hated dark purple the most...

Nonetheless, to everyone's surprise, Stanley smiled at her and said, "Nah, I love it. I love dark purple the most."

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The crowd could not believe their ears. They looked at each other in confusion, their eyes filled with doubts and shock.

"Really? You should try it on later," Xyla said.

"I will." Stanley stretched his arm and pulled her into his embrace. "Is there anything else you would like to buy?"

As Xyla spoke, she scanned the people behind them before shifting her gaze

I have nothing much to do. I'm

behind them and ordered coldly, "Go ahead and do

stepped forward and offered to be their personal

him indifferently. "No, it's

free to contact me

that, he left the pair together with the other management staff

among themselves as soon as

dark purple the most, doesn't

a gift from his wife. He likes whatever his

CEO looking at a girl like that!

There's nothing to complain about in

were not aware of their discussion as they tried to keep their voices down the whole time. "Let's go to Gucci." Xyla

his fingers around hers. The lovebirds then walked into the store hand

into the store while the rest neatly lined up on

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