Chapter 528:
âLittle? I thought you knew it was quite the opposite!â
Without hesitation, Harlee tugged him by the collar, pulling him close.
âIâll confirm it tonight.â
As expected, Rhys was the first to relent.
He cleared his throat and changed the subject.
âShould I pick you up tonight?â
âSure, but Iâm not sure where Iâll be.
Iâll send you the address later.â
After a little more lingering, Harlee started her car and drove to the LA Mall, a high-end shopping complex.
LA Mall, nestled in Baythornâs affluent area, was the largest shopping center, home to premium clothing, cosmetics, baby items, and more.
The clientele here was mostly well-off, as a visit could easily run into the thousands.
That was exactly why Tiffany had chosen this place.
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It wasnât because of her wealth, but because shopping here was stress-free; being recognized wouldnât stir up much attention.
Harlee parked at the entrance, and immediately, a greeter and a valet approached.
When Harlee stepped out of the car, the greeter was momentarily taken aback.
Though she frequently saw many glamorous socialites at the LA Mall during her work hours, none had the effortless beauty of Harlee, who captivated everyone without any makeup.
After a brief moment of surprise, the greeter quickly bowed her head and stood by the car.
As Harlee tossed the keys to the valet, an MPV slowly pulled up to the entrance.
Inside, Tiffanyâs agent gently nudged her and said, âTiffany, weâre here.â
Tiffany had been napping in the car after a long night of shooting, and only the thought of shopping with Harlee kept her from heading straight to the hotel for some rest.
Since discovering Harlee was the head of Janessa Studio, Tiffany had been quietly admiring her.
Before entering entertainment, her biggest dream had been to be a fashion designer.
Stretching her legs lazily, Tiffany glanced outside with a distracted gaze.
âWeâre here?â
Suddenly, her eyes, framed by long lashes, lit up with excitement, and the sleepy expression on her face vanished without a trace.
Tiffany responded absentmindedly to her agentâs words and quickly ran over to Harlee, smiling brightly.
âHarlee, youâre here already!â
Harlee, adjusting her baseball cap, gave a slight nod, her gaze distant.
âYeah, where do you want to shop?â
Typically, Tiffany came here to unwind and browse casually.
But each time, she ended up thinking that since she was already here, she might as well make the most of it, only to end up spending more than planned.
This time, she was determined to stick to browsing the clothing section, which she needed the least.
She hoped this approach would prevent another shopping spree.
The last two times she indulged in the joy of shopping freely, she ended up spending millions and regretting it for two months.
Although acting paid well, it couldnât sustain such shopping sprees at the LA Mall.
If she wasnât careful, she could go bankrupt.
âIâm thinking of checking out the clothing section,â Tiffany stated.
Harlee lifted her eyes slightly, unfazed by where they shopped.
With a soft voice, she replied, âAlright. Letâs head to the second floor.â
As they walked, Tiffany blinked at Harlee and asked, âDo you find me annoying, Harlee?â
Without hesitation, Harlee shook her head.
If she disliked someone, she wouldnât even spend an extra second with them, let alone go shopping together.
Tiffany grinned.
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