Madam Escaped Again Sir novel Chapter 849

Sonia put down her phone and turned to the manager. "Please wrap these two for me. I'll be paying now."

"Sure." The manager smiled and nodded. She grabbed the dress and tuxedo, draped them over her arm, and led Sonia over to the cashier.

Once the outfits were packed, the manager handed two bags over to Sonia and said, "You only need to pay for your dress, Miss Reed. There's no need to pay for President Fuller's tuxedo." "Why is that so?" Sonia's hand froze while she was pulling out her card.

"It's because President Fuller usually pays for his purchases at the end of the year," the manager explained. "We usually send the bill to President Fuller on the last day of the year."

"I see." Sonia nodded dazedly.

Indeed, many rich people only paid for their purchases at the end of the year.

"Alright. Card, please." Sonia handed over her card.

Although the manager accepted the card, she didn't swipe it immediately.

Instead, she asked Sonia, "Miss Reed, President Fuller said your dress could be put on his tab during the call earlier. Would you..."

"No," said Sonia as she interrupted the manager and shook her head. After all, she knew what the manager was going to say next. "I was the one who ordered the dress, and I've already used his VIP account. I can't spend his money as well."

"I see. Understood." The manager smiled and handed the card over to the cashier.

Frankly speaking, the manager didn't understand Sonia's logic.

Wasn't she dating Toby?

Why was Sonia insistent on keeping separate accounts when shopping?

Although the dress was rather expensive, President Fuller was very wealthy. In fact, the cost of the dress was just a drop in the bucket for him.

Why was Sonia unwilling to spend Toby's money?

Despite the barrage of questions in the manager's mind, she didn't intend on asking any of them.

After all, this was a private matter, and it would be rude if she asked about it. "Your card, Miss Reed." After the transaction was done, the manager handed Sonia's card back to her.

"Okay. I’ll be going now," Sonia said with a smile.

"Take care, Miss Reed," the manager said as she walked Sonia out of the shop.

Once she was outside, Sonia walked out of the mall and back to her car. She planned to drive home to Bayside Residence.

She had spent two hours in the store, and it was already past 5.00PM. Since it was almost time to get off work, she didn't need to return to the office. Instead, she could head straight home to prepare dinner.

During the call just now, Toby announced that he would be home late because he needed to pick something up from the Fuller Residence on his way home.

Sonia wondered what it was Toby had to pick up.

However, she shook that thought out of her head. Once she stood beside her car, she looked down into her purse in search of her car keys.

Just then, a masked man dressed in black with a cap began to walk over from across the street.

At first, there was nothing weird about the way the man was walking, and he looked just like an ordinary passerby.

Hence, Sonia merely glanced at him before ignoring him.

Right as the man brushed past her, he suddenly reached out, grabbed the two bags out of her hands, and pulled hard.

As the bags' handles were quite weak in the first place, they could not handle being tugged around so harshly.

In an instant, the handles snapped.

The two bags fell to the ground, hitting Sonia's feet on the way down.

Since the boxes inside the bags were hard and sturdy, the force from the impact had Sonia letting out a muffled grunt of pain.

Meanwhile, the man seized his chance while Sonia was distracted by the pain. He bent down, picked up the bags from the ground, and ran.

When Sonia finally snapped back to her senses and realized that she had just been robbed, she hurriedly got into the car. Ignoring the pain radiating from her feet, she drove after the thief.

She never once imagined she would be so unlucky as to be robbed, and the branded logo on the bags probably attracted the thief's attention.

After all, that was the logo of a luxury brand. Whatever was inside the bag would definitely be worth a lot, so it was a bigger target for greed.

Sonia's hands tightened around the steering wheel as she stared coldly at the man who was running away.