
After almost half an hour on the trip they entered into one of the very classy boutiques and of course the boutique is very famous as ‘The Royal Boutique’ because it is commonly visited by people rich in the United Kingdom.
Once entering their store was warmly welcomed by one of the employees there “Halo Tuan and Nyonya, Welcome. Can I help you today?” ask a friendly middle-aged employee.
“I want to buy clothes for my fiancee” said Maxime.
“Alright, please wait a moment Mr and Mrs” said the middle-aged employee then called a younger employee of hers.
The younger employee invited Maxime to follow him, Zevana was there too but he ignored it and just focused on Maxime “Mari sir, I will take you to private room”
“Is there any special clothes we want to prepare sir?” asked the woman again who was still ignoring Zevana's whereabouts, perhaps Zevana was invisible in her eyes.
Maxime shook his head “Please bring him everything that suits him” Maxime said as he pointed towards Zevana who was beside him and somehow sounded indifferent.
“Alright sir please sit first” he said friendly to Maxime but not on Zevana “I will take some clothes that are suitable for you try” he said in a slightly ketus tone.
Zevana gave her rough breath. The last time he visited this boutique was while looking for work clothes with his mother and clothes during the interview was the clothes his mother bought from this boutique as a gift.
His mother is very good at dressing sense, she doesn't even know what to do without her mother. For fashion problems sometimes his mother who set his style of course he is not bad in terms of dress but he is not as good as his mother. Therefore if he is in good days or parties of all sorts sometimes his mother arranges his clothes. Oh her mother is the best!
Zevana woke up from his mind when he heard the annoying voice “All this seems to fit you, we start with this one just” he said while holding out some jeans and blouse for him to try.
Zevana took the woman's choice of clothes and took her inside the dressing room. No matter how much Zevana dislikes the attitude of the woman but it should be admitted that this woman has a reason why she can work here, she is very talented in terms of fashion.
These jeans are very fitting and this blouse is very extraordinary can not be compared to the blouse he was wearing when he came. Zevana stepped out to show her appearance to the female employee not to Maxime but to the woman.
“You look very amazing, the clothes are very fitting for you” praise the woman even though it looks insincere, even so the woman is better than Maxime who just focus on her phone.
“Yes it is thanks to you, your taste is very good I like all your options” Zevana said kindly while looking at her appearance in the long mirror.
The woman finally smiled for the first time at Zevana “Oh, thank you pretty. Now what if you go in and try something else?” propose the woman.
Zevana did what the female employee told her to do, not expecting that she would smile at him.
Zevana tried out some clothes and they were all amazing but he only chose a few if not think about the fate of his wallet after today maybe he would buy all the clothes he had tried for so long an hour and a half.
She chose some regular dresses and evening dresses “For the dress I choose this one” she said while handing over the dress she wanted.
“Then...” said Zevana stopped while watching the hangers of blouse that he had tried, Argh! It took him a long time to choose him because everything was very, very unusual.
“U... I took these black jeans, these pants, and three blouses this” said Zevana then smiling kindly.
The female employee brought the clothes that Zevana had chosen to the cashier as well as Zevana who quickly went out of the private room to the cashier because she intended to pay for her clothes despite Maxime already confirmed that this will not be considered debt still he felt bad and did not want to owe any kind of debt to Maxime later.
Maxime walks casually to the cashier “There's another one, Madam?” ask the cashier after he finishes adding up his groceries.
Zevana shook her head quickly “Ti-“ her speech was cut by Maxime “Please wrap all casual clothes that have been tried earlier”
“What are you doing?” said Zevana who almost shouted but he held her back.
“Buy you clothes” replied Maxime casually.
Zevana grunts annoyed “I told you I don't need any more clothes, this is enough. I'm only here because of your request so this is enough I don't want everything” Zevana refused.
The total expenditure has now reached one hundred and fifteen million, if not for the two dresses, the groceries would not have been this expensive. It's not a calculation but it's a pity to use money for something he doesn't need like this.
“Please pack everything” said Maxime absolutely does not care about Zevana babble.
After a few minutes, all of his groceries were in total and the price reached one hundred and ninety-three million, with heavy Zevana issued his bank card but his hand motion stopped when he saw a black card flashed right in front of his eyes.
It's true that he doesn't want to owe Maxime whatever kind it is but to be honest when he sees Maxime handing over Zevana's black card has absolutely no intention of stopping it, after that, he was singing like a bird.
Now there are about twelve grocery bags with a variety of clothes in them, Zevana helps Maxime bring some to the car. He let Maxime put the item into the trunk while he was sitting sweetly in the car waiting for Maxime.
“You know I don't need that much clothes and why you have to pay for my groceries, I can pay for it myself” Zevana said as Maxime sat in the steering wheel while driving his car.
Maxime only glanced briefly at Zevana and then refocused on the streets “How many times do I have to say, I don't let a woman pay for her groceries while being with me. That's not my style”
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