The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 945 An Encounter

Only the top of the line clothes were sold on the top floor. Only customers with VIP cards of the department store were allowed to enter. Sheryl was rather surprised when she entered that section, as she had never been there before.

"What's the matter?" Charles wasn't sure if the expression on Sheryl's face was a good or bad one.

"Well, nothing." Shaking her head slightly, Sheryl added, "I was just thinking about how different the world of the rich is from ours."

With memories of going shopping with Isla on Sheryl's mind, she remembered them wondering what was on the mysterious top floor of the department store. Now, she finally found out.

"The card I applied for is for you." Putting the VIP card in Sheryl's hand, he said, "I was supposed to give it to you three years ago. I didn't expect to have to wait until now."

The words made Sheryl's emotions bubble up and she couldn't bear them any longer as she said, "Charles, I will never leave you anymore."

"I know." He held her hand and squeezed affectionately. "Even if you tried, I wouldn't let you go.

As he held Sheryl's hand, he continued, "The clothing stores here on the top floor are all high-end, for high status customers. There's a brand here that has a style that suits you, I think. Why don't we take a look?"

"Sounds good. Let's go, I'm all yours." While Charles was familiar with the place and how to get from store to store, Sheryl was a first-timer. She found that the top floor was actually a mini-sized shopping mall, selling men's, women's, and even kids' clothes. Sheryl thought about buying some for the two kids.

Arriving at the store Charles mentioned, Sheryl raised her brows at the very luxurious brand. Never did she imagine that she would be shopping at such a place.

Standing by the door, Charles tried to lead her inside but Sheryl felt timid and took a step back. Taking Charles' hand subtly, she whispered, "Charles, why don't we go somewhere else? The clothes here are extremely expensive, aren't they?"

Though Sheryl was born into the Zhao family, she was raised in rather tough conditions and was used to keeping such luxuries at an arm's length.

Charles, however, disagreed and insisted on going and having a look anyway.

Left with no choice, Sheryl followed him inside.

Without a moment's thought, Charles picked over ten sets of outfits at astonishing speed. It was clear that he was used to that kind of shopping. He had Sheryl try them all one by one.

Although reluctant, Sheryl didn't want to upset Charles so she did what he asked and tried the outfits on. Each time she showed him what she tried on, she received much praise from Charles, save for a single red dress. While Sheryl thought it looked great, Charles thought otherwise.

"Sir, this one is a limited edition in our line. See how pretty your wife looks in it! It suits her figure and complexion so well, how can it not look good?" With a confused expression, the salesperson tried to reason with Charles.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, Sheryl was rather satisfied with the dress. Turning around, she said to Charles, "It does look great, doesn't it? Why don't you like it?"

His face turning cold, Charles pulled Sheryl into the fitting room abruptly. "Is that even a dress? It's so tiny it's barely even a skirt. No, you're not wearing that out. Go and change." Understanding why Charles was so against her wearing the dress, Sheryl couldn't help but start laughing. "Perhaps you think this one shows too much skin?"

"Doesn't it?" With a frown, Charles continued further, "Look at your back. It's barely hanging from those two thin straps. How ugly! Change it quickly."

Because of Charles' stubbornness, Sheryl had no choice but to change it in the end.

The salesperson brought them a dark green dress as soon as Sheryl came out. "Miss, take a look at this one. Do you like it?"

The dark green dress suited Sheryl's complexion quite well. Its design was detailed just right enough to look classy and elegant, which Sheryl thought suited her style. Turning to Charles, she saw his acquiesce and was about to try it on when she heard a sound, "I'll take this one. Wrap it for me."

"Oh..." A frown found its way to the salesperson's face, as she was at a loss for what to do. The item was in Sheryl's hands, and was the only piece in their store.

"Hello? Didn't you hear what I just said?" Following the sound, Sheryl unexpectedly found a familiar face. It was Helin.

With a characteristic hard-nosed look, she stood in front of the salesperson.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Can you hear me?" It was no surprise that Helin was acting in such a way, for she had been spoiled by her father. The salesperson looked like she was about to cry, but Helin still behaved the same.

"Miss, the dress you fancied is already with that Miss." There was already nervousness in the salesperson's voice. "Would you like to look at something else?"

Still not having seen Sheryl's face and only the dress in her hand, Helin gave the salesperson a scolding. "I like that one. Why don't you ask that lady to pick another one?"

"Sorry, but... You tried it on just now and said you wanted to see something else. I didn't think you would come back now, so I gave it to the young lady for her to try. Please don't be angry, it's my fault."

"So you're looking down on me now?" In a fit of rage, Helin yelled, "I said I needed to see other stores so I told you to keep that dress for me. Do you think I cannot afford the dress?" "No, no, I never thought of anything like that..."

"So what's the meaning of this? Do you have any idea how much I spend on your store in a year? Is that any way to treat a VIP customer?" Helin was going ballistic, then.

Finally getting an idea of what was going on, Sheryl shook her head slightly and sighed.

With a faint smile, she thought, 'I don't plan on buying it anyway so I might as well give it to Helin.'

Walking over, she stood in front of Helin and handed the dress to the salesperson. "You can pack the dress for her."

Seeing Sheryl, Helin was reminded of the warnings Heron gave her. "Miss Xia, why are you here?" she nervously asked.

"I'm just strolling around with Charles. I didn't expect to meet you here. How have you been doing these days?" Sheryl's greeting was ever so polite.

"Erm... I'm doing fine." Though she felt awkward, Helin forced a smile. Ever since Roger's birthday party, he had been steering clear of her. She was well aware it was because of Heron, and it annoyed her immensely.

While she went out shopping to get some fresh air, she met with this unexpected trouble instead.