"Wouldn't it be inappropriate and disrespectful if I wore something so casual?" I was still a little worried.
"This isn't casual at all.
We went the extra mile to get new clothes, after all." He continued to speak in a righteous manner.
"This looks so similar to the one I was wearing earlier -theyre both homewear." "The difference is huge.
Look, this dress has a collar but the one you had on earlier did not." Just like that, Mr.
Theo Grant had gone to the mall to shop for clothes, used his bodyguards to clear the place out, and ended up only purchasing a set of homewear.
After getting into the car, I furiously said, "I'm mad, Theo." This had been his first time taking me shopping, and I was tremendously disappointed.
"Why?" He turned around to look at me, his face full of questions as though he truly did not understand my anger.
"No one takes a woman shopping like that.
I cant believe youre a company's president!" I turned sideways, speechless.
He was nothing like those domineering presidents in movies, buying expensive clothes and branded bags for their women, hiring professional stylists for them t o stun everyone.

He laughed.
"I can't believe you're so materialistic." "I don't care.
I'm mad." I stifled my anger and decided t o be stubborn instead.
"Okay, when the child is born, Ill bring home a few stores for you to pick out whatever you want.
Cheer u p.
It won't be good for the baby if you get angry." The corner of his mouth lifted, and his tone became pampering.
A certain kind of warmth could last for a very long time, and after a few years, these scattered memories would become the only sweet memories I could look back on.
The car soon drove into another upscale villa community that was just as famous as Regal Villa.
What set this community apart was that unlike the peace and quiet of Regal Villa, this place was bustling with energy because there were dignitaries and foreigners staying here.
It was a sign of status for anyone who could afford to live here.
Theo was a fan of quiet places, hence he had not been interested in this place and had chosen Regal Villa for himself instead.
The car stopped in front of a European-styled villa.

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From afar, I saw a woman with a noble temperament and a very attractive body figure walk over.
When she came nearer, I was surprised to realize that i t was Petra.
After a few polite exchanges, they began talking about family matters.
"Who's this lady beside you, Petra? She looks familiar!" During dinner, a slightly chubby man looked at me and asked Petra who I was.
"Mr.
Zach, this is Mr.
Grant's wife, my goddaughter, Petra said, holding me intimately.
I was a little puzzled.
When had I become her goddaughter? "Wanda here has been in a bad state these past few days because her best friend has gotten into trouble and is currently locked up in your police station.
She was not in the mood to come today, but I forced her to, so she reluctantly came," Petra nonchalantly said.
Mr.
Zach? I remembered him now.

He was Mr.
Ezekiel Zach, the director of the Public Security Bureau in Salt City.
Slightly unsure, I looked up at Theo, who evaded my gaze a little but gently nodded.
"Huh? Did that really happen? I didn't know that.
What's your friend's name, young lady? I'll go back and ask about it." Mr.
Zach looked at me with an affectionate expression.
I instantly understood the motives behind Petra's actions and stood up, picking up my glass from the table.
I said politely, "Thank you, Mr.
Zach.
My friends name is Cecilia Shane and she's currently locked up i n the West City Public Security Bureau.
Sorry for the trouble, Mr.
Zach, and thank you for your great kindness."