Whats wrong?
Ill buy you nicer clothes tomorrow.
Domenic looked down at the casual clothes he was wearing, his expression darkening. Did she think that he looked too poor to be with her?
Lindsey, however, failed to notice the change in Domenics expression.
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She continued enthusiastically, You look great already, but I want my boyfriend to look filthy rich and strikingly handsome. Only in this way can he be superior to everyone in the engagement party, including my jerk of a fianc. So, youll have to wear clothes that align with this image. But dont worry! Ill pay for the clothes, and you can keep them afterwards.
Domenic stopped toying with the coffee cup in his hands.
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Not once in his life had he ever spent a womans money.
Since the clothes are for me, Ill pay for them myself, he offered.
No, no, I insist. Youre the one doing me a huge favor.
But
No buts! Im your boss now; you have to Listen to me.
A trace of surprise flickered in Domenics eyes, and the way he looked at Lindsey changed.
The two chatted for a Little while longer before Lindsey glanced at her watch and said, Mr. Walsh, its late. I should get going. See you tomorrow at the mall, okay?
Domenic nodded to show that he understood. With that, Lindsey stood up and left.
Domenic waited for a while before leaving the small cafe.
ALL of a sudden, a limited edition machine gray Bugatti drove over and pulled to a stop in front of him.
Domenics assistant, Hendrix Coleman, briskly got out of the car and opened the door for him.
Mr. Walsh, I saw that the lady had left, so I drove over to pick you up.
Without saying a word, Domenic shrugged off his jacket, tossed it at Hendrix, and got into the car.
Hendrix returned to the drivers seat and then handed a paper bag to Domenic. Inside was a custom-tailored suit.
Glancing at the well-worn jacket that Domenic had just taken off, Hendrix sighed inwardly. The coat really didnt align with his bosss temperament.
Mr. Walsh, I should throw this jacket away.
Just as Hendrix was about to get out of the car with the jacket in tow, a cold voice stopped him.
Keep it.