It took a long time for Kasie to decide what to buy for her boyfriend.


    Then they walked into a clothing shop. While the girls were trying on some clothes, the boys yed


    games on their phones as they waited. The nice thing was that the chairs had charger cords that were


    compatible with their phones. So they were able to maintain a charge while ying some of the more


    intensive games. The chairs werefortable as well.


    When the picture revealing Carlos’ marriage was exposed to the public,


    Debbie identally set the fashion trend.


    Once again, Carlos’ influence shocked her. Since she was wearing a white sweater and casual shoes


    in the pic that was posted on his Weibo page, both the shoes and the sweater had be a trend.


    Later, in the shop, while Debbie and Kristina were picking out clothes for Kasie, some women


    specifically told the shop assistants to fetch them some white clothes. She thought it was actually wild.


    Usually, people were seen mixing fashions both modern and ancient, but still this trend surprised her


    some.


    It wasn’t odd at all to ask for white clothes. What surprised Debbie was some of the conversations


    revolving around the clothing.


    “I’m not sure if Carlos has a thing for white sweaters, but I’m sure he doesn’t hate them. So if I wear


    something like that, maybe he’ll think


    I’m hot,” one of those women said with a dreamy smile.


    “Mrs. Hilton and I have simr figures. If I wear my hair in a bun and put on a white sweater and a pair


    of casual shoes Like she was wearing, people might think I’m her. Too bad the casual shoes in that pic


    were discontinued,” another woman muttered.


    “Really? Think you could even afford those shoes? Have you seen the price tag?” herpanion


    sneered.


    Debbie blinked her eyes in wonder because even she herself didn’t know how much that pair of shoes


    cost. They were given to her. It was


    Carlos’ money, and he seemed to think money was no object.


    The belittled woman retorted, a trace of anger in her voice, “How much?”


    “17, 999 dors! How are you going to cough up that kind of cash?”


    The taunted woman shut her mouth when she heard how much it was, yet


    Debbie’s and her friends’ mouths hung open in shock.


    Kristina’s heart was beating so fast she had to put one hand over her chest to steady it.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    “Wow! Mr. and Mrs. Hilton sure are rich!” she whispered in Debbie’s ear.