Enna Clark's cloakroom is packed with all sorts of clothes, dresses, and bags, each one so expensive that owning even one would make anyone scream, as they are classic limited editions.
Of course, Enna Clark herself doesn't pay attention to these.
She usually doesn't enjoy reading fashion magazines and just thought that Dubious Man bought her all brand-name items.
Bobby is a bit upset.
If he had known he would have gone out tonight, he has been waiting for a chance to buy clothes for his woman. Today, Enna Clark finally wanted to shop, but he wasn't there.
Bobby calculated the money he made during this period, and with a grand gesture, said, "I'll transfer 150 thousand to your card later. Tonight's shopping is on me."
"Pfft—" Enna Clark almost choked on a sip of water in the car, luckily she reacted quickly, but the part that sprayed out wasn't so lucky; it landed all over the man's laptop.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to." She quickly grabbed a tissue to help wipe it off.
