"It's over. We ate a bit too much, so we're planning to walk it off around the mall."
Claire glanced behind Dane.
Since he had unexpectedly come over to greet her, a few people were still waiting for him in the distance.
"You can go ahead if you have business to attend to," Claire prompted.
Dane was well aware of Claire's personality.
She wasn't clingy like most girls her age.
He really couldn't afford to step away from his associates, so he didn't force himself to accompany her.
However, Dane directly transferred ten million dollars into Claire's account.
"Why did you send me so much money?"
They already had each other's banking details from when Dane first bought the agarwood pillow.
It made it incredibly convenient for him to wire her funds.
"Just some pocket money," he replied.
"The holidays are coming up. Buy whatever catches your eye while you're shopping."
Dane looked at her as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "I should be keeping you company, but I just don't have the time."
Claire understood his intention. The money was meant to compensate for his absence.
"I don't need it," Claire stated, pointing out that she had her own money.
Just as she was about to wire it back, Dane reached out and stopped her. "Since we're officially engaged, there's no need to be so polite with me."
"Unless, of course, you want to break off the engagement."
That hit Claire right in her weak spot.
Coincidentally, she really didn't want to break it off.
Because Dane was genuinely a great catch.
He was handsome, had a phenomenal physique, hailed from a powerful family, and possessed outstanding capabilities.
What a waste it would be to just throw a man like that away.
He was her fiancé anyway, so why would she break things off?
It was just ten million dollars, right?
She might as well accept it gracefully!
"Alright then." Claire accepted the funds and bid Dane goodbye.
Seeing her compromise, the corners of Dane's lips curled up.
And that was just the beginning; there would naturally be much more to come.
However, the company needed capital to operate, so she couldn't take all her dividends at once.
But the Experimental Scar Gel would continue to generate a steady stream of revenue.
Truly capable people never had to worry about being short on cash.
So, Claire didn't think ten million dollars in pocket money was an absurd amount.
"Let's go. Let's see what we can buy."
"You have an early flight tomorrow. Want to see if you can pick up some local souvenirs for your family?"
Taking the train before hadn't been very convenient, so Skylar had already bought and mailed some gifts back home.
Now that she was looking again, she wasn't sure what else to buy.
"You could get your mom a nice dress or a silk scarf, and find something else for your dad."
"It depends on your budget. Just don't buy anything too bulky, or it'll be a hassle to carry."
The mall had an endless array of goods, ranging from cheap trinkets to luxury items. It all came down to how she wanted to shop.
Skylar got a generous allowance and had managed to save up quite a bit of her own money.

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