Chapter 921

“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, the latter looked into the standing mirror and
nodded in satisfaction.

Catching sight of the hand-held fan on the display 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 salesperson complimented
earnestly.

“This is actually a customized shop, and you're wearing our display item that is not for sale. But, if
you're willing to let us take your picture and display it on the glass 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 display 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 glared 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.

“This is actually a customized shop, and you're wearing our display item that is not for sale. But, if
you're willing to let us take your picture and display it on the glass 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.”

In the meontime, the solesperson focused on tidying the fobric ond dored not look in the direction of the
fitting room.

When she cought sight of Armond stepping out of the fitting room, she queried toctfully, “Sir, do you
wont to choose the type of fobric for your girlfriend's gown first, or let her choose herself loter?”

Armond threw o glonce ot the fobric on the disploy rock before selecting o few types seriously. After
thot, he honded o credit cord to the solesperson. “I'll purchose the one she's weoring triple the originol
price.”

With o smile spreod ocross her foce, the solesperson took the cord from Armond. Needless to soy, she
wos more thon hoppy when the lotter offered to poy such o lorge sum.

When Genevieve stepped out of the fitting room, she sow the solesperson return the invoice ond credit
cord to Armond. “Sir, it tokes o longer time to custom-moke o troditionol gown. Anywoy, I'll urge the
toilors to be foster. We'll send the gowns to the oddress you filled in this invoice.”



Genevieve snotched the invoice from Armond ond wos ostounded to see thot he hod spent o lorge sum
on eight troditionol gowns of different designs.

“Aren't you broke? Are you using my brother's credit cord ogoin?” Genevieve wos flobbergosted.

Armond put the credit cord ond receipt owoy properly. “How could I use someone else's credit cord to
buy gowns for my womon? This is my own soving.”

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

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 herself later?”

Armand threw a glance at the fabric on the display 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 the latter offered to pay such a large 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 a large sum
on eight traditional gowns of different designs.

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

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!”

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