Kelvin's face lost its color, Philippa pursed her lips, tucking strands of her hair behind her ear, still staring at the ground, and the shop assistant looked like a balloon that might burst soon—except she was inflated with laughter.
Only God knew how much professionalism she had to summon to keep herself from breaking into laughter.
Meanwhile, Aysel reached out her satiny hand and picked the shirt from Kelvin's cart, adding it to hers. Only then did Kelvin realize just how many things were in her cart; it was definitely enough for someone to wear for two months without repeating one, even he...he didn't have this much.
"Please, ring everything up," Aysel said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
The shop assistant nodded, still fighting to contain her laughter. "Right away, ma'am."
As the assistant scanned the items, Kelvin's face turned green with envy and anger.
