"Of course not. I don't know what style you favor. So I buy them all for you so that you can choose whatever you like."
Terence didn't seem bothered at his declaration. He just smiled at Carla.
Carla turned to look at Terence who was waiting for her to pick. She then randomly picked one without looking at the wardrobe. After grabbing the item of clothing, she immediately went to the washroom.
The bras were all her size. She had no doubt that any one of them would fit her so she did not bother to choose.
She looked down to see which bra she had picked, and froze.
It was the one with the leopard print. "Today is not my lucky day," Carla muttered in annoyance.
After getting dressed, Carla walked out from the washroom.
She looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was simple but elegant. It fit her perfectly.
"Did it fit you?"
Terence asked. He looked her over as he was walking towards her.
"Yes, it does," Carla replied. Carla tested if the bra was too tight. Apparently, it was not.
She regretted checking the bra right after Terence asked her the question. Maybe he was talking about the dress? Maybe he was asking her if the dress fit her instead of the bra?
Then a thought came to her head. How on earth could this man know her bra size?
"I assume you've already forgotten. I helped you get dressed once. That was when I kept your size in mind. I don't have the superpower to measure your size with my bare eyes,"
Terence said with a smile. He knew exactly what Carla had been thinking. He circled around her and said "Nice dress. But there is one problem. I can still see a little bit of the one beneath it."
"..."
It was her fault to have picked up a leopard print. It was so scandalous! But it was not very noticeable. One could only see it if they criticized her whole outfit very carefully.
"That's all right. No need to change. It's not that noticeable anyway," Terence said as he grabbed Carla. She was walking towards the wardrobe again to change her clothes.
"Let's go. We will only be wasting time if I let you spend all day changing clothes."
JA City is very large. They would be spending quite a lot of time on traffic. If they didn't have the whole day, it would be hard to have any fun.
Carla had a quick breakfast. She took Sean with her and went out.
"Terence, you have such a big and cozy house! Are you some kind of billionaire?" They sat in a limo. Sean couldn't help but guess Terence's true identity.
One had to be super rich to afford such a large sea-view villa.
Terence coughed and patted Sean on the cheek. "If I am a billionaire, then you shall be a billionaire's brother-in-law," he said.
"Oh... That would be great!" Sean burst into laughter. He turned to Carla and noticed that she suddenly got serious. The stare she gave him was menacing. "Terence, my sister and I are from the normal class. What will happen in the future? Are you going to look down on her because she was once poor?"
This time, it was Carla who coughed. She pinched Sean on the arm and tried to get him to stop talking nonsense.
If they based it on Sean's words, there was no way that she can get married. He was only a schoolboy and she believed that he had no right to worry about her marriage.
"You didn't look down on me when your sister brought me to your house. You did not know me then. I had nothing in my name and I had wounds all over my body. Yet, you took care of me and treated me like I was part of your family. There is no chance in hell that I will ever look down on you two. I consider you two as my family now,"
Terence said. He smiled at Sean and rubbed his hair gently. Carla was very lucky to have such a caring little brother.
"That's great! Thank you, Terence. I consider you my family too. So are you really going to marry my sister?"
Sean's unexpected question set Carla off. She gave Sean a hard slap on the head. "Shut your mouth, Sean! One more word from you and I will send you back to BH City!"
Sean rubbed his head and watched Carla tearfully.
It took him all morning to come up with the idea.
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