Secretly Mine
Chapter 95: Shopping Trip 3

Chapter 95: Shopping Trip 3

Lucas was wearing a white button-up shirt and cream-colored dress pants, which matched the colors of my outfit. The outfits were so similar that it looked like we purposely planned to dress this way to match.

Although there were no visible brands, I could tell by the quality of the clothing that it was all top-notch.

I wonder what he does for a career.

"I must say, your choice of outfit is very good today," he laughed. The happiness shone through his eyes, brightening up the area surrounding us.

"Great minds think alike!" I said, joining in on the laughter.

We chatted for a few moments longer until he excused himself. "It was an absolute pleasure, Miss Leslie. I will excuse myself for now, but I hope that you will have a pleasant shopping experience."

"It was nice seeing you, Lucas. Thank you," I replied with a simple nod.

As he walked away, the bag he was holding only confirmed my thoughts. It was a men’s clothing brand that not everyone was able to afford.

Looks like he’s better off than I thought.

-

I sat on the bench for about ten more minutes before Morgan and Cherie came out looking like they were ready to tear each other apart!

"That dress was mine! I saw it first!" said Morgan, glaring at Cherie.

"Was it? I didn’t see your name on it. And I paid for it first, so I don’t see how you can claim it," Cherie answered, flipping her hair victoriously.

Morgan didn’t reply and walked forward angrily. "Come, we’re going to Smith’s next!" she announced.

"Smith’s? Isn’t that a male-only brand?" asked Cherie.

I nodded my head, the logo of the bag that Lucas was holding was Smith’s. It was a male-only clothing brand that sold top-of-the-line quality clothing.

"So what? Some of us have a fiancé to shop for! Christian’s gifted me so much already, it’s only right that I buy something for him!" said Morgan, rubbing in the fact that she was engaged.

While Cherie was busy being jealous, Morgan’s words rang through my head.

Christian has gifted me hundreds of things. I should look and see if there’s anything nice I could buy him.

We walked through the mall as a group until we reached the large, luxurious store. The entrance was closed with two security guards standing at the front.

Seeing Morgan and Cherie dressed in expensive clothes, they greeted us respectfully.

"Welcome, ladies," they said in unison, opening the large glass double doors for us to step inside.

Morgan didn’t even turn to look at them and walked inside like a queen. When it was finally my turn, I nodded at them slightly, grateful for the warm welcome.

-

It was my first time inside Smith’s, and I was thoroughly impressed. The entire interior felt very posh. Leather couches and brass lights created a very manly interior. There was a strong cedar mixed with a very pleasant cologne.

The walls were lined with meticulously crafted displays, showing off various suits and accessories tailored towards successful businessmen.

Each section of the store was dedicated to a specific product, making shopping easy.

I walked towards the first section that had coats, jackets, and blazers, trying to imagine which one of these Christian would like best.

Morgan had already picked out one of every shirt without putting in much thought.

If anything, I think that would just make Christian angry. Where is he supposed to store all of these shirts?

Cherie was in the shoe section, looking at a pair of boots. I walked over to her side to see if she was thinking of buying something for her father, but as soon as I came over, she looked at me.

"Do you know Christian’s shoe size? I was thinking of buying him these boots," she said, looking at me to see my reaction.

"For Christian?" I asked, "Not your father?"

"Ew. He would never wear boots like these. Never mind, I don’t know why I asked you," she looked away, turning her attention to the boots.

Not wanting to be in her hostile presence, I walked farther into the store where the accessories were. Belts, ties, cufflinks, watches, and other accessories were on display.

I walked over to the socks because a pair caught my eye. They were all black and were meant to be worn with dress shoes. The thing that drew me to them was a small embroidery depicting a kitten playing with a ball of yarn.

They were so cute and subtle that I had to buy them. I couldn’t picture someone like Christian wearing them, but I figured they would be a silly gift that would make him laugh.

Across the wall from the socks were the jewelry and watches. While Smith’s didn’t have their own brand of watches, they did sell a small selection of luxury brand watches in the store.

I walked over as a salesman was currently explaining that the watch in the center was a limited edition collaboration watch that was only available in the store. Only a few were available, and the real charm of this watch was that it was customizable.

"You’re even allowed to get an engraving of anything you want. As well as choosing the accent stone that goes into the watch," he explained.

The couple in front of him looked very excited. "Honey, what do you think? Should we get it to celebrate the success of our business?"

A handsome man looked at his beautiful wife with excitement. "You can choose any of the customizations. Maybe an emerald to signify May, the month we got married."

The woman didn’t react much and looked at the watch. "How much is it?" she asked the salesman.

I felt like her reaction was very lackluster compared to her husband’s.

"It’s two hundred sixty-five thousand dollars," answered the salesman calmly.

"What?! I can buy a few purses with that amount! No way!" she said, storming away from the counter.

"But honey, didn’t we just buy you three new purses today?" the man asked, chasing after her.

"I said no! Why are you being so annoying?!" she said angrily.

She continued to argue until they were out of the store. The salesman behind the counter shook his head before he noticed me.

"Hello, Miss, how may I help you?"