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Sam had called her "Ms. Stone". Did Sam know her?They were friends! They had been fighting someone on their side!Those who were responsible apologized to Giselle. "I'm sorry, miss. I misunderstood you because of my own preconceptions.""I won't ask you to forgive us. You can scold us back!""Why don't I buy you some coffee later?"Their attitudes had changed completely.Giselle said impassively, "There's no need for that."As she did not seem willing to interact further with them, the young women shut their mouths, looking chastened.Sam was about to ask Giselle if she wanted to go with him when she suddenly began walking forward. He looked over and saw an elegant man in a haute couture suit appear at the exit at that moment. A neat-looking assistant was beside him. Sam immediately recognized him from his extreme good looks. It was Chester. He quickly put two and two together and immediately understood why Giselle was there.She had come to meet Chester!Sam final

Giselle did have a solution. She smiled and said, "It's not free."Hector understood at once and immediately transferred 200 thousand dollars to her. When she received a message from the bank regarding the transfer, Giselle's attitude was noticeably different from how it had been earlier. She said, "Send Ms. Jameson a message right now."Hector asked, "Will she reply if I do?"Why did it sound like unreliable advice? It wasn't as if he hadn't sent her any messages before.In fact, he sent about 100 messages a day on average. It didn't matter whether he sent random updates or stickers. Julia just acted as if she hadn't seen them. She was so ruthless that she had not sent a single reply at all. Giselle said, "There's a technique when it comes to sending messages."Technique?Hector was instantly intrigued, and he straightened up. "What technique?"Giselle said, "Send Ms. Jameson a message that says 'Your first love just sent me a friend request.'"Hector was flummoxed. Woul

The cool blast of the car's air conditioning shut out the heavy heat outside."Mr. Fordham, are you feeling any better now?" Giselle asked.The medicine had already started to work, and Chester did feel much better. He turned his head, his dark eyes locking onto Giselle. His Adam's apple bobbed as his low voice filled the space. "I feel much better now. Thank you, Gigi."The way he said his name was affectionate. Giselle's heart skipped a beat, then started pounding. She forced herself to keep her gaze fixed straight ahead, trying to suppress every flicker of emotion. She then replied calmly, "Don't worry about it."When they finally reached their destination, Giselle dropped Chester off at his place before heading upstairs to her own. She barely had the time to take a rest when Harry called."Giselle, why did you pick up Chet?" Harry asked. "Didn't he say he didn't need a ride?""It was on the way," Giselle answered lightly, brushing it off."Giselle, you can't fool me," he sho

"You have excellent taste. This dress is our newest release of the month. The designer spent several months perfecting it…" The sales associate raved about the dressJust then, Chester stepped up behind Giselle and asked, "Do you want to try it on?"The sales associate carefully took the dress down and followed Giselle into the fitting room. Chester sat on the couch, not in any rush to pick something for himself. He simply waited patiently, casting occasional glances in the direction of the fitting room.Five minutes passed, and Giselle still hadn't come out. Instead, the boutique's door chimed again as another group of customers entered. In the lead was Moira.Of course, they were on the Fordham family's guest list for the birthday party. They had come specifically to select dresses. Not only were Lyla and Holly there, but Finley was present as well. It was rare for Finley to appear in public with them.Ever since Giselle had exposed Finley's intentions, Moira's attitude toward h

Moira nodded and said, "Both of them are great."Finley was at a loss for words. She was furious. Unable to hold it any longer, she hurriedly made an excuse and left the boutique.Holly withdrew her gaze with open disdain before turning back to help Moira pick a dress for Lyla.After a moment, she asked in a seemingly casual tone, "Mrs. Stone, I heard that the Stone and Fordham families once arranged a marriage between their children. Was it supposed to be Mr. Fordham?"She had gone out of her way to dig up this bit of gossip. Whether it was true or not, only the Stone and Fordham families would know."That was just talk," Moira replied. "It's not worth taking seriously."She had always been open-minded. Compared to arranged marriages, she believed children should pursue their own happiness.Why should anyone spend their life tied down by a match made only for the sake of family interests? Life was short. It was better to live joyfully.So, in her eyes, childhood betrothals mea