After an hour on the bus, she finally arrived at the Armani store located on the commercial pedestrian street.
Having passed by the entrance countless times, Savanna Moger entered for the first time, reported Mikayla Willy's name as instructed, and the clerk warmly handed her a small paper bag with buttons inside.
She was about to leave when two people entered together, and Savanna instinctively stepped aside to make way for the handsome man and beautiful woman.
Her gaze only swept casually, yet it was as if glued, firmly landing on the face of the handsome man, unable to look away.
Is it him?
His deep-set features seemed chiseled like a sculpture, engraved in her heart, and the events of yesterday surged like a tide, swiftly engulfing her.
Turstin Muller, feeling the unusual gaze, instinctively turned his head, and their eyes met; he immediately recognized Savanna Moger.
