Thinking about it, Shirley Fisher recalled the cars Zachary Armstrong drove the past few times they met, guessing that he probably spent all his money on cars.
In a while, the door of the dressing room opened, Zachary Armstrong walked out from inside, and all the shop assistants in the store were staring at him in a daze. Even the splendid surroundings seemed to dim in an instant, as if nothing in this world could shine brighter than him.
Zachary Armstrong adjusted his collar, a suit draped over his arm, as he bowed his head and buttoned one of his cuffs with one hand.
A shop assistant immediately came to her senses and quickly stepped forward to help him button up. Once the cuff was secured, she raised her head and began adjusting his collar button.
Shirley Fisher's brow furrowed involuntarily, feeling a bit uncomfortable watching this scene, she immediately turned her head away, no longer looking at him.
