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Chapter 341
Chapter 341
When Selina was dragged out for a shopping spree early in the morning, she was still yawning. “Shopping at the crack of dawn? You’re really in the mood for it.”
Joy, strutting in her high heels with the air of a queen inspecting her domain, declared confidently, “Just grab anything that catches your eye.”
Selina gave her a look that screamed, ‘Are you possessed by aliens?’ and asked tentatively, “So, who’s footing the bill? You or me?”
Joy casually jerked her thumb backward. “The guy with the last name Richardson will handle it.”
Caleb, ever the gentleman, just smiled politely.
Selina got the hint.
Though not understanding the reason, she grabbed Joy’s arm and headed straight for the Hermes store.
The two were terrifyingly energetic, striding through the stores in their heels. A few men in
black suits trailed behind, carrying bags exclusively for them.
Caleb tagged along the whole time, a top-tier assistant on call 24/7, feeling for the first time that swiping a credit card could be such an overwhelming task.
It turns out that under certain circumstances, a woman’s stamina can indeed surpass a man’s.
Midway through their spree, Selina’s conscience started to nag at her. “Are we perhaps buying too much?”
“As long as it’s Curtis’ money, why feel sorry for him?” Joy gestured commandingly across a line of designer bags. “We’ll take all of these…”
Today, the store recognized a “big spender” had arrived. The manager, notified in advance, greeted them with a smile more radiant than the spring sunshine outside.
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Selina stroked her chin in thought. “But isn’t half of his money supposed to belong to Leanne?”
Joy choked on her own boss-lady aura, and quickly told the manager fetching the bags,
…never mind.”
They weren’t divorced, so theoretically, Curtis’ money was still marital property, meaning at least half belonged to Leanne. The thought of spending Leanne’s share made her physically cringe!
Although Leanne had mentioned that their prenuptial agreement meant she wouldn’t get a dime in a divorce, given their current situation, wasn’t that money still technically
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Joy’s mood took a significant hit.
After a long contemplation, she made a solemn decision and instructed Caleb, “Tell Curtis that half of what I just bought should be charged to him, and the half I didn’t buy is for
Anne.”
It was the first time Caleb had heard of such an unconventional method of dividing assets. He maintained his professionalism and responded, “Alright.”
Joy felt much better after that.
As they ditched the mall and hopped into the car, Joy lounged across the seat. “Now that was a shopping trip well spent.”
Selina followed suit, asking her, “So, have you forgiven Curtis now?”
Joy scoffed, her face a picture of disdain. “You think a few bags are enough to buy me off?”
Caleb turned around from the front seat to ask, “Ms. Campbell and Ms. Turner, after such a long spree, you must be hungry. Mr. Richardson has already reserved a table at Feshar. Shall we head there?”
Feshar was the perennial top-ranked must-visit restaurant in Stonebridge, catering only to a fixed number of guests each day. Reservations had to be made at least a month in advance, and Joy had long wanted to dine there but never managed to book a spot.
Selina exclaimed, “Yes, let’s eat!”
Joy’s disdain vanished in a second, absorbed by her satisfaction. “I can easily give in wealth and power. Talk about being adaptable!”
In the business district, at the towering ElitePinnacle building.
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Caleb safely delivered Joy and Selina back home, then returned to Curtis with the day’s
expenses.
Curtis, just out of a meeting, quickly glanced through a report in his hand, sparing a brief look at the summary.
“That’s it?”
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For a spendthrift like Joy, he wouldn’t have been surprised if she’d bought out the entire
mall.
As Caleb relayed the day’s events and Joy’s final declaration, Curtis’ lips curled in amusement. “She’s got quite the knack for accounting. Next time we have a vacancy in finance, be sure to give her a call.”
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