Chapter 921


    Chapter 921 How Bold Of You


    “Can you help me with this button?” Genevieve requested the salesperson''s help.


    In the meantime, Armand kept his eyes glued on her and realized that it was a long traditional gown


    that barely exposed any inch of her skin. There was only a slit at one side, revealing part of her slender


    leg whenever she moved.


    The figure-hugging design of the gown contoured Genevieve''s slender waist perfectly. When she


    moved, the mesmerizing sight of the light illuminating her graceful figure was beyond description.


    Unequivocally, she looked stunning as ever. However, her usual striking alluringness seemed to be


    hidden under the traditional gown.


    Armand''s eyes glimmered with indecipherable emotions as he swallowed a lump down his throat.


    He was never a pervert but suddenly could not resist the charm of Genevieve''s new look. At that


    moment, he could scarcely restrain his desire of pinning her onto a soft bed. He yearned to rip off her


    traditional gown to expose her hidden charm before indulging in a passionate moment with her.


    After the salesperson helped Genevieve with her button, thetter looked into the standing mirror and


    nodded in satisfaction.


    Catching sight of the hand-held fan on the disy rack, she took it down and waved it lightly as she


    turned around to look at Armand. “Mando, do I look nice?”


    The sight of her covering her face with the fan and exposing only her glimmering eyes served to turn


    Armand on. He felt hot all over as he replied hoarsely, “Yeah. You look stunning.”


    “Miss, you have a perfect figure! This design fits you perfectly well!” the salespersonplimented


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    earnestly.


    “This is actually a customized shop, and you''re wearing our disy item that is not for sale. But, if


    you''re willing to let us take your picture and disy it on the ss wall outside our shop as a poster,


    you can have this gown for free. Apart from that, we''ll give you ten percent off on any other custom-


    made traditional gowns.”


    Genevieve''s eyes lit up in an instant. Just as she was about to agree, Armand rejected grimly, “My wife


    is not a celebrity. There''s no need for her to disy herself.”


    Intimidated by Armand''s cold tone, the salesperson zipped her mouth.


    Subsequently, Armand wrapped his hand around Genevieve''s slender waist as he led her to the fitting


    room. Right after the door was closed, he pinned her against it and lowered his head desperately to


    kiss her.


    Genevieve was caught off guard. She could only wrap her arms around Armand''s neck, fearing that the


    gown might slip off as the fabric was silkily smooth.


    As Armand moved his lips downward gradually to kiss the small section of her exposed neck,


    Genevieve mustered up her strength to shove his head away. Blowing a fuse, she red at him. “What


    are you doing? The salesperson is outside. Don''t you know she might misunderstand us?”


    Armand pulled her into his arms again. “Don''t be bothered by her. Darling, you''re gorgeous.”


    “I''m well aware that I''m gorgeous. You don''t have to emphasize that!” Genevieve patted his arm and


    threatened, “If you still refuse to let go, I''ll tell Granddad that you bullied me.”


    Left without a choice, Armand could only lean his head against her shoulder, embracing her for a while


    more before he eventually let her go and stepped out of the fitting room.


    In the meantime, the salesperson focused on tidying the fabric and dared not look in the direction of the


    fitting room.


    When she caught sight of Armand stepping out of the fitting room, she queried tactfully, “Sir, do you


    want to choose the type of fabric for your girlfriend''s gown first, or let her choose herselfter?”


    Armand threw a nce at the fabric on the disy rack before selecting a few types seriously. After


    that, he handed a credit card to the salesperson. “I''ll purchase the one she''s wearing triple the original


    price.”


    With a smile spread across her face, the salesperson took the card from Armand. Needless to say, she


    was more than happy when thetter offered to pay such arge sum.


    When Genevieve stepped out of the fitting room, she saw the salesperson return the invoice and credit


    card to Armand. “Sir, it takes a longer time to custom-make a traditional gown. Anyway, I''ll urge the


    tailors to be faster. We''ll send the gowns to the address you filled in this invoice.”


    Genevieve snatched the invoice from Armand and was astounded to see that he had spent arge sum


    on eight traditional gowns of different designs.


    “Aren''t you broke? Are you using my brother''s credit card again?” Genevieve was bbergasted.


    Armand put the credit card and receipt away properly. “How could I use someone else''s credit card to


    buy gowns for my woman? This is my own saving.”


    Genevieve snorted. “How bold of you to secretly keep a stash of money without me knowing!”