“A delivery?”

Everyone at the table froze. They had seen the nametag and the badge with the brand monogram pinned to Frank’s shirt. He was the manager of Gustav Atelier!

They gasped and exclaimed, “Wait, isn’t Gustav Atelier one of the top designer brands in the world? All their clothes come with five-figure price tags!”

In the midst of their astonishment, Frank merely waved his hand to beckon the assistants, saying, “Bring the goods in.”

The three assistants immediately brought the ornate boxes forward and rested them carefully on the long banquet table. They carried ten each, which meant there were thirty of these boxes altogether.

“I-Is this…” Emory gaped at the boxes with wide eyes, then said in disbelief, “This is the most popular design in one of Gustav’s seasonal collections! It retails for eighty-eight thousand!”

“Holy crap!”

“Are you serious? Then all these together cost more than an arm and a leg!”

what astonished them the most was that someone had ordered thirty of

Frank began. “The gentleman over

by Emory, who stood up excitedly as he said to Nancy, “Wow, Mr. Jovovich was already generous enough to have offered

moment as everyone leaped to

Jovovich are just different, huh? He really

never bring myself to splurge like this. This sure is a special way to commemorate a reunion, am I

in a daze, but when she saw how impressed her friends were, she felt certain that Tyler was the only person who had

at Serena and Kingsley, then drawled haughtily, “I bet the both of you have never dreamed about owning something as luxurious as this. You can each take a belt

your charity, you filthy hag.

designer belt is through a woman’s altruism.” Emory was so jealous that the only way he could feel

about? Mr. Nicholson

the news sunk in. They exchanged questioning looks and asked among themselves, “Who’s

up and addressed Frank,

“It’s no trouble at all, Mr. Nicholson. We hope to serve you again.”

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