Chapter 126: A One-of-a-Kind Gift (11)

Percy Stanton watched as Isabel Smith entered the fitting room before finally letting the carefree posture he was maintaining relax, his hand casually draped over his shoulder. His washed hair was just naturally blown without any styling, giving off an air of carelessness. He appeared relaxed and yet noble.

When Isabel Smith walked out of the dressing room, the saleswoman waiting outside was instantly struck dumb by surprise. The next second, she couldn't help but exclaim earnestly, "Miss, this dress really suits you!"

The saleswoman's voice was a bit excited, which drew the attention of many people in the quiet store towards Isabel Smith.

Percy Stanton, who was originally sitting on the sofa, also put down the magazine in his hand, turned his head, and looked at Isabel Smith.