Chapter 57

Sophia took the clothes into the fitting room. Grace was still standing there, her face flushed. 

This man's aura and posture didn't seem like an ordinary person. He was actually Sophia's husband? 

Sophia was so lucky. Even if she was abandoned by Jones , she could still find such a handsome and rich man. 

Jealousy and a desire to compete made her unable to move her feet. Her eyes fell on the clothes that Sophia had just tried on.

 Five minutes later. 

The fitting rooms on both sides were opened at the same time. Michael looked at his little wife and nodded slightly satisfied. Then he glanced at the person at the door of the fitting room next to him, and his eyebrows twisted unconsciously. This one was also ruined... 

The visual contrast was too obvious. Grace looked pretty good wearing this dress alone, but standing in front of Sophia, who was comparable to a model, it was immediately eclipsed. 

She also noticed it herself, but comforted herself in her heart that Sophia was just more suitable for this style, and she was already very good. 

With a cold snort, she went back angrily to change.

 Next. She seemed to be arguing with someone. She would try whatever Sophia tried, trying to regain her dignity. 

But she didn't get her dignity back, instead she was filled with anger... 

Sophia was too lazy to continue the mirror game with her, and just picked out two or three skirts from the ones she had tried on, "I think these are pretty good, what do you think?" She asked Michael. 

Michael frowned, and seemed to be dissatisfied with none of them. 

Grace looked at his eyes and gradually changed, "Your husband doesn't seem to be satisfied, and doesn't plan to keep them." 

She had seen many men who usually spoke sweet words but were cowards at critical moments. He just said something so nice, but now it's obvious that he doesn't want to spend money. What handsome and rich, maybe he's just a gigolo. 

"Then buy these two, the other styles are pretty average." The clothes of this brand are not cheap. Although Sophia likes them, she also has to consider her wallet, so she only picked two slightly cheaper ones. 

Grace naturally saw the price tag, and immediately became more certain that this man just couldn't afford it. Sophia was still defending him. 

"What a coincidence, the prices of these two pieces are quite ordinary! Who would have thought that the eldest daughter of the Montgomery family , who was once so arrogant, would now look at the price tag when buying clothes! What's wrong with relying on father? Can buy a villa with her father, and she won't have to look at men's faces when shopping!" 

Grace has a loud voice, and she behaves very high-profile, so there are several shop assistants waiting nearby. 

Crowded places attract a lot of attention, and passers-by all look over here.

 A low discussion sounded.

 "What's the situation?"

 "It seems that she tried on clothes, but her husband can't afford it."

 "No way? If you can't afford it, don't come in! Don't even look at the brand!"

 "..." 

The voice came clearly, and the shop assistant looked at the two of them with a strange look. 

Sophia frowned slightly, and just as she was about to speak, she heard the man's clear voice, "Do you buy every piece of clothing you try on?" Michael glanced at the skirt behind Grace and his eyes fell on Grace's face. 

"Of course!" Grace raised her chin slightly, with a proud tone. 

Michael nodded, turned around and told the clerk, "Except for the ones this lady has tried on, pack the other styles in the store according to my wife's size and send them to this address." 

Grace, "..." 

The clerk, "!!!" 

Sophia, "???" 

She was stunned and looked sideways at the man's cool and handsome profile. 

After Michael told the clerk the address, he turned around and looked at her, his voice was particularly serious, "I just think that those skirts have been ruined, so I am really dissatisfied."

 "Huh?"

 "Don't wrong yourself to save face for others, they are just a few pieces of clothes, take them back to fill the cloakroom, didn't you complain that the cloakroom is too big a few days ago?"

 "..."