Amelia Clarke pointed to the shopping bags Jocelyn Griffin had placed on the coffee table, "I don't have anything, you help Ms. Griffin with her bags."
Upon leaving the store.
Jocelyn Griffin maintained her usual demeanor, seemingly not upset by Amelia Clarke's lack of appreciation.
She naturally linked arms with Amelia Clarke and glanced back at the driver whose hands were full of shopping bags, "Who is he?"
Amelia Clarke explained with a smile, "He's our family driver; he was the one who drove me here. Owen asked him to come up and help me carry things."
Jocelyn Griffin laughed, envy in her tone as she said, "Your man sure is considerate of you, truly enviable."
Amelia Clarke pursed her lips and smiled without responding.
Entering another high-end men's watch store, she picked out a watch similar to the one just before, the price was also roughly the same: four hundred and twenty-eight thousand six hundred.
