Mysterious Personal Shopper の小説・ストーリー

But by the looks of it, this man was muscular, handsome and young. Travis rubbed his chin, while staring at the photo. "I've never heard of him. Who is he?" He asked. "Well, I was doing some digging and it turns out that he's a very wealthy and successful businessman. He is the CEO of ' Holt enterprises' and has millions of shares in companies all over the world. He’s a British man and has connections all over Asia and even with the government. But, the shocking part is, the information, I found about him. Apparently, he's a mystery. No one knows his past or how he became so rich." Becca replied.

He pulled out his wallet and handed the older man a couple of hundred dollar bills before turning back to me and guiding me into the store with his hand on the small of my back. "Mr. King! Ms. Sterling!" Daniel, my go-to personal shopper stepped forward as soon as he sighted us. "Here for some new pieces for the boss, I presume?" He fixed his already-perfect hair with his perfectly manicured fingers, his eyes raking the perfect specimen that my boss and fiancé was. Xander nodded. "Actually, for the both of us." He announced. Daniel smirked, not at all surprised by the announcement. I would have been surprised if Daniel had not known about the development.

What did these women really take me for? “Boss, looks like there’s a launch of that new shop tomorrow called Glossy Pearls, that explains the queue and congestion. I heard the owner is a very wealthy woman from London.” Jerome stated. The car slowly moved and I could see women, many women both young, old and even ones who might have an RIP sign soon on their graves but yet they queued up in front of an enormous building just to shop for what, bags? Shoes and jewelry? Really?

Rebecca was waiting by the entrance, waving when she saw Ava approach. “Who’s your friend?” Rebecca asked, eyeing Alan as he took position near the door. “Security.” Ava kept walking, hoping Rebecca wouldn’t ask more questions. “Security? Are you famous now or something?” “It’s complicated.” Inside, the mall was even more impressive. Stores she’d only seen in movies lined the walkways, their windows displaying clothes that probably cost more than her monthly rent. “Good afternoon, ladies. I’m Miranda, your personal shopping assistant.” A woman in a perfect suit appeared beside them, tablet in hand. “Let me show you our featured collections.”

Shortly after that, he grabbed his coffee and slipped out of the cafe unnoticed. On my way back to the office, the only thing on my mind was what I had just discovered about Bella. She was a famous cardiologist yet had managed to keep her identity under wraps. She was the head of a leading health care company and from my calculations, a very wealthy woman so I still found it hard to believe that she had stayed married to me, even allowed my family to walk all over her when she was someone that powerful.

“No, that’s not what I meant” “I understand it can be a bit overwhelming to experience such wealth but you’ll get used to it. My name is Rebecca Sloane and I’ll be your personal shopper for the day. I’ll leave you to get started on etiquette with Berta then we can begin the day with a few shopping for casual wear since you don’t have any formal event coming up.” “Okay.” Iris sighed since she knew there was nothing she could do to object to the plans that were already made for today.

She smiles prettily and says, “Very well, thank you. I’m Agatha. I’ll mind your outercoat, as well as the purchases your designated retail clerk sends here from any department, for your valet to collect and deliver to your car.” “My designated retail clerk?” I force my eyes not to blink in wonderment. “Of course. Mr. Richards has requested Anna Fernsby. She’s our premier personal shopper. You honestly can’t be in better hands. And… Here she comes. Right on time.” Anna Fernsby is a waif of a woman. Slight of build, small in stature, a mere wisp of a thing, with birdlike bones. She’s my age, I surmise. With a smart, blonde bob and pearls. Her grey suit is perfectly tailored to her delicate fea

"In recent years, Henry only gives her a few grand a month for household expenses. She often has to clean up her useless kids' messes, so she's short on cash and couldn't afford it. That's when I told the shopper I'd contacted earlier that Sarah was loaded but naive. The shopper reached out to Sarah. It was Sarah's first time dealing with this shopper, so she was wary. To show sincerity, the shopper suggested Sarah pay a deposit and the rest after verifying the bag's authenticity. Sarah happily agreed." "You handpicked this shopper, didn't you?" "She's a clever one, targeting nouveau riche who can't tell fakes. She sells high-quality replicas of luxury brands. She doesn't have any genuine it

“You have always been protective of those you love. Just be careful with this one. She’s worth it.” "I know Bernard, I know." After leaving Bernard’s office, I stopped by a high-end boutique. The polished floors and glittering displays screamed opulence. Shopping isn't my forte, I have a personal shopper that does the work for me, but today, I needed, nah, I wanted to do this myself. I wanted something meaningful, a gift that spoke of how mindful I am towards her. A sales assistant approached me with a professional smile, her steps quick and practiced. “Mr. Vanderbilt, how can I assist you?”