Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 130: The crowd was in an uproar, and it was fortunate that it wasn't the weekend. Otherwise, the shopping mall would have been more crowded than it was now. All the employees and managers, in their uniforms, stood along both sides of the walkway and bowed deeply as Milton walked past and entered the elevator. Candice hid behind Bettina subconsciously. Bettina whispered, "I think he didn't see you. Why is he here anyway?" Watching Milton head to the second floor, Bettina said persuasively to Candice, "You'd better keep the clothes for yourself.

Don't make things more difficult for yourself. You need to find out which malls don't belong to him if you want to buy new clothes. And if you want to avoid Milton, you'll have to stay away from all the restaurants and hotels he owns. It's really troublesome. Also, if you go on a business trip, you'll have to avoid all the airline companies he runs. Are you sure you have the time and energy for all of that? Give yourself a break. There are many more important things to deal with.

Let him spend as much money as he wants on you." Candice looked at Bettina, her jaw slightly dropped and speechless. Meanwhile, Milton was on the second floor. Candice hurriedly tugged Bettina's sleeve and said, "Let's go. I have a lot of work to finish today." Bettina was right. She shouldn't be distracted trying to avoid Milton. She had just begun to investigate what really happened to her parents and their company three years ago. Just then, the shop assistant from the clothing store came rushing toward them, out of breath. Candice was surprised by her sudden appearance.

"Miss Blake, please wait a moment," the shop assistant panted. Candice turned around and asked in astonishment, "What's wrong?" The shop assistant was almost out of breath. She was gasping for air and could barely speak. "Did those two customers pick on you?" Candice asked in concern. The woman shook her head. "No, no. They've already... left." gⱯlnσνs﹒оm opens doors to fiction Finally, she calmed down and pleaded, "Could you please follow me back to the store? I was hoping you could do me a favor.

Please, I need this job." Candice and Bettina exchanged confused glances and agreed to follow her back to the store. As soon as they walked in, they saw Milton sitting elegantly on the sofa with his long legs crossed. A shop assistant beside him handed him a cup of freshly made coffee. The aroma of coffee filled the air. He took it and sipped. Then, he looked up and stared straight into Candice's eyes. Seeing Milton, Candice stood still and frowned. "What are you doing here?" she demanded. . . .