Fifteen reached into her pocket, only to remember she didn't have any money on her.
Her wrist suddenly lightened as Phoebe pulled his hand back, fished out his wallet, and stuffed a large bill into the pocket of the boy's shirt.
"Thank you, sir."
The boy immediately looked grateful and thanked him.
"You're welcome."
Phoebe reached out and ruffled his slightly messy hair, then straightened up, grabbed Fifteen's hand again, and strode forward.
This guy… actually has a bit of compassion?!
Soon the two of them entered a mall. Still holding onto her, Phoebe went straight to the third floor women's section before finally letting go.
"Hurry up!"
Fifteen shrugged, took a look around, and headed toward a women's boutique.
"Miss, is there anything I can help you with?" The Salesperson walked over and asked politely.
Fifteen turned her face and gave her a smile. "No need, I'll take a look first."
