Silvia frowned. After a hectic day, she had completely forgotten about the dinner party.
“Give me five minutes.”
She quickly organized her things and reached Neil’s car precisely five minutes later.
As soon as she got in, she noticed his somewhat disapproving expression.
“What’s the matter?”
“Are you planning to attend the party dressed like that?”
Silvia looked at her attire. She had worn a simple slip dress and paired it with a blazer. It was a very common outfit.
“Can’t I go to the party in this outfit?”
Neil fell silent for a moment before he said, “Mr. Sayer, take us to the mall.”
She frowned. “Mr. Remus, it’s just a dinner party. I don’t need to buy a new outfit.”
“You’re the focus of the party, so you need to be the most stunning one there!”
Seeing his resolve, she realized that he would not budge even if she said no. So, she decided to drop the argument.
Half an hour later, Silvia walked into the mall as Curtis pushed Neil along.
Despite his reliance on a wheelchair, Neil’s striking appearance still drew the attention of many women. A few even considered approaching him to ask for his number, but as soon as they caught a glimpse of his icy stare, they thought better of it.
Although he was handsome, he seemed to have a horrible temper.
“Where are we heading, Mr. Remus?”
“To JM.”
Silvia hesitated. “A-Aren’t other stores better?”
“JM’s dresses seem to suit you more.”
Noticing how calm he was, she asked, “It looks like you’re experienced in selecting dresses for women. How else would you know what suits me?”
Neil glanced at her. “Are you jealous?”
“Have her try on these dresses.”
“Of course, Mr. Remus.”
Kimberly picked out the dresses and spoke with a smile, “Miss Pond, these dresses can be a bit tricky to put on. I’ll assist you in the fitting room.”
Silvia nodded. “Sure.”
As they entered the fitting room, Kimberly softly asked, “Boss, what’s your relationship with Mr. Remus? He doesn’t know your true identity?”
“Yeah. I can tell you about my relationship with him, but don’t be surprised, okay?”
They were close friends. Since Kimberly asked, Silvia did not feel the need to hide it. Her relationship with Neil was already somewhat public, anyway.
“Don’t worry. I won’t be surprised unless you tell me he’s your husband.”
“Well, you’re right. He’s my husband.”
“What?!”
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