Alicia’s POV
As we stepped onto the floor, a sales assistant gave us a quick once-over before greeting us with a warm smile. She eagerly began recommending the store’s latest bestsellers.
Sophie and I each picked out two outfits and headed into the fitting room.
"As expected of Alicia—your taste is flawless. These fit like a dream!" Sophie gushed dramatically, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
The sales assistant, still brimming with enthusiasm, encouraged us to try on even more pieces.
I selected two additional outfits, and when it was time to pay, I reached into my wallet. Just as I was about to swipe my card, my gaze fell on a black card tucked neatly in the corner. I paused for a moment before pulling it out.
"Use this," I said, handing it over.
The cashier accepted it with noticeable care, her attitude instantly becoming more respectful.
"Oh my God!" Sophie shrieked, loud enough to draw attention. "Alicia, is that an unlimited credit card? Rich lady, take me with you! Please sponsor me!"
I walked over to her and gently lifted her chin with my index finger. "Beauty, ten thousand for one night. Would you spend the night with me?"
"Forget one night—I’d give you the whole night," she shot back with a mischievous grin.
"Haha, get lost."
We strolled around the fourth floor, picking up a few bags and some jewelry. Eventually, exhaustion caught up with us, and we headed to a restaurant on the fifth floor for a meal.
Afterward, we went up to the sixth floor to watch a movie. By the time it ended, it was already 5 p.m., so we decided to have dinner.
Sophie chose a newly opened Italian restaurant just downstairs.
On our way there, I spotted a familiar figure near the entrance.
I froze.
When he looked up, our eyes met—and he seemed just as surprised.
Alexander.
Then I saw Lilian standing beside him.
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