Just as Barbara Sutton was feeling completely embarrassed and didn’t know how to respond, Finn Morgan’s voice reached her ears, "I don’t know much about women’s clothing, you should check your phone." "So what type of clothing do you like on women?" Hailey Hale asked. "Elegant, appropriate," Finn Morgan replied, "fresh and clean." Barbara was slightly startled, was she asking Special Assistant Morgan? But were they also going to buy clothes? What exactly was their relationship? Barbara was still in shock when Hailey Hale glanced down at her outfit for the day, "What? Is this outfit not clean?" Ding, the elevator stopped. The elevator doors opened, and Finn, his hands in his pockets, stepped out. Hailey hurriedly followed him, "Hey! This style is really popular right now, okay? You can’t dislike someone else’s taste just because your perspective is dated, that’s not fair." Thɪs chapter is updated by novel·fire·net Finn quickened his pace, leaving her behind, but she kept up, "Hey, are you even listening to me?" "Hello, Special Assistant Morgan." "Hello," Finn’s voice was gentle and polite. Passing employees from the company were surprised to see a trendy-looking girl trailing Finn and couldn’t help but take a few extra glances. After all, Special Assistant Morgan was usually aloof and detached, unconnected with women. Leaving the lobby, Barbara watched as Hailey casually got into his car and sat in the passenger seat. She stood on the steps watching the car drive away, feeling seriously jealous. She could finally understand Monica Usher’s feelings. Inside the Deputy CEO’s office. Justin Kingston stood at the door, reining in his innate sternness, and proceeded toward the woman at the desk. Upon hearing footsteps, Mia Lane raised her eyes, a smile gracing her lips, "Are you done with work?" The man stopped at the opposite side of the desk, his large palms resting on its surface, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on her forehead. Despite only a few hours of separation, it felt like three years had passed. Mia closed her eyes, and when she opened them, his forehead gently pressed against hers, their breaths mingling. "Are you working overtime today?" Justin’s voice was incredibly gentle. "Yes." She answered softly, "I want to make a good impression on CEO Kingston." The man’s smile deepened, "Then I’ll accompany you." Finn quickly parked the car outside a large mall owned by the Kingston Group. He and Hailey got out of the car together. Barbara was taking the bus to get there, not knowing where else she could buy a dress this way as the mall had a concentrated selection of clothing stores with clear prices. The higher the floors, the bigger the brands, and the higher the prices. She considered browsing the first and second floors. Hailey walked behind Finn, replying to texts while heading into the mall. "Don’t be so focused on your phone, pay attention to safety," he kindly reminded. "Got it, thanks, big bro." "Don’t call me big bro, remember what I said?" They entered the mall and took the escalator all the way up to the ninth floor. "What style do you like?" Hailey offered him the choice, "I’ll pay, I wear size M, pick whatever you want." Saying that, she actually started a game. Finn was speechless, "Feels like I’m forcing you to buy clothes?" "No, not at all." The girl looked up, giving him a cheeky smile, "I just don’t want you to dislike me and then kick me out in the middle of the night." Finn stayed silent, any further discussion would let the whole world know she was staying at his place. Finn started picking clothes for her based on his preferences, and she didn’t plan on trying them on. So in less than ten minutes, he used his precise taste to select five or six outfits for her. With two hands full of seven or eight bags, all paid for by Hailey scanning the codes from behind, this scene shocked the store employees. "Isn’t it usually the guys who pay? How did this get reversed?" "Oh well, maybe there are also unique and fresh romances in this world?" "More like he’s under his wife’s thumb, with the finances controlled by the woman!" They took the escalator downstairs, and just as Barbara finished paying and stepped out, she instantly saw them, this scene once again deeply stabbed at her heart. Looking at those shopping bags, it’s clear that they contained expensive brands. Why would Special Assistant Morgan buy so much for her? If she’s not a girlfriend, what else could she be?