"..." Thinking about her daughter growing up, about to marry and beco soone’s wife, Paige’s chest feels like it’s being pricked by needles!
The image of Hailey as a child flashes in her mind, each scene so clear, right before her eyes.
Such a small child has grown up... ready to fall in love.
Ti flies!
Dennis Hale sighs gently and continues the analysis, "As parents, our role is not to stop her, but to help her make good choices. Finn Morgan seems alright, after all, he’s close to Justin Kingston."
Because the person is Finn Morgan, he isn’t too anxious, right?
If it were another person, wouldn’t he be ready to peel off their skin?
"Being a good person doesn’t an he can be a good husband, doesn’t an he suits Hailey’s character," the woman has her own view, "Do you think this is doing business? In any case, it cannot be rash, and we can’t keep it from the parents."
"That’s why they haven’t secretly gotten a marriage certificate, just taking ti to be together first."
Paige suddenly turns her eyes, a questioning look falls on the man’s slightly wrinkled face, "You..." Her gaze gradually becos sharper.
"What’s wrong? Did I say sothing wrong?" Dennis Hale asks kindly.
"Honey, tell the truth, did you know about this already?" The more she thinks, the more it feels off, "You are close with Justin Kingston, familiar with this assistant too, did you know they were together?"
"No, you’re mistaken!" The man straightens his back, "Absolutely not!"
The two look at each other, he withstands scrutiny, his gaze without a hint of guilt.
Mom also stops asking.
Let’s wait!
Let’s see if she cos out tonight.
Riventhal had a particularly beautiful dusk today, the sunset was a reddish glow.
Barbara Sutton ca out of Kingston Group, she didn’t go straight ho but took Monica Usher’s card to the biggest mall in Riventhal.
And this ti, not squeezed into a bus, she took a taxi.
Standing at the mall entrance after getting off, looking at the dazzling lights inside like glass, she feels a bit dizzy.
Taking a deep breath, she straightens her posture and strides inside!
This was her first ti entering, each ti she passed by, watching the radiant shop windows, she’d always be full of envy.
Most who frequent here are wealthy people keeping up with fashion trends.
Pairs of couples deeply in love, dressed in glittering clothes, beautiful girls intimately holding onto n’s arms, faces full of bashfulness.
Watching made Barbara envy endlessly, such love is truly wonderful.
Let’s buy clothes first!
Ordinary and average she arrives at the clothing section, a tall sales assistant enthusiastically approaches, "Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"
But as the assistant sees Barbara’s clothes up close, her expression turns awkward.
Thinking, this girl wearing market stall clothes, can she afford luxury brands?
"Miss, have you co to the wrong place?" The assistant kindly reminds her, whispering into Barbara’s ear, "We’re a brand store here, any item costs at least tens of thousands."
Then, a middle-aged man brings a young girl into the store, soone eagerly approaches them.
Barbara contains her frustration, "What’s wrong with a brand store? Can I not afford it? Don’t be snobbish."
"..." The assistant laughs awkwardly, she was only kindly reminding, to save her from embarrassnt later.
"Don’t worry, I have money, just make sure the service is all right." Barbara glances around, beginning to pick styles she likes.
The assistant carefully follows behind her, looking at her shoes with the heel a bit scuffed, the assistant truly feels uncertain whether she’s really rich.
Two other assistants are busy fawning over the recently entered middle-aged man and young girl—
"Miss, you look so pretty, shopping for shoes or clothes? We’ve got the newest styles, you have such a great figure, I think they all suit you."
"Darling, pick whatever you like." The middle-aged man boasts arrogantly.
The young girl on his arm beams with joy, "Then I won’t hold back today, must buy lots and lots."
Every word reaches Barbara’s ears, making her feel particularly harsh, she turns to see, indeed, the two have an age gap of twenty or thirty years.
"Life only bullies the poor, love does too."
Monica Usher’s words echo in her ears again.
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