The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 169

Since Yvette was not there with her, she could choose whatever she liked. Besides, her favorite had

always been shirts.

When you see the man who you love wearing the shirt that you hand-picked for him, the sense of

satisfaction and possession is beyond words.

But she could not choose that way if Yvette was here.

"Actually, in these recent times, wallets have been the best-selling item. It is simple yet presentable. It

is definitely an excellent choice." The salesgirl was enthusiastic as she walked around the counter, took

out a wallet, and showed it to Baine. "You may consider this model, young lady."

The luster of the leather was just right. It was not too over-the-top, nor did it look dull. The flower-

branch pattern added a noble and elegant touch to the wallet, which was highly presentable.

Baine ran her fingers across the wallet. The leather felt soft and looked good.

"You won't go wrong with this wallet. Before you came, a lady bought one of these wallets, too."

"Beally?" Baine let out a smile.

"Yeah, she has just left, and we have a copy of the

receipt." The salesgirl smiled at her.

She really liked this wallet. So she handed her credit card to the salesgirl without hesitation.

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Yvette had made a reservation at the restaurant in Paragon Hotel. It was a revolving restaurant on the

32nd floor at the top of the hotel.

Sitting at the table in this restaurant will give you a 180-degree view of the night skyline of Santabaca

as the restaurant slowly rotates.

Not wanting to be disturbed, Yvette had talked to the manager in advance, and the hotel would not

allow any outsiders, including reporters, to enter.

Yvette still had her own influence in Santabaca. So the hotel manager readily obliged. He even sent

over a bouquet as greetings.

In the conference room

Mark and Charlie sat facing each other, while the company's top executives and managers sat on both

sides.

They both had viewed the contract documents and verified that everything was in order. What was left

to be done was to sign on the dotted lines.

Both parties exchanged their contract documents, where each of them signed in the corresponding

column, and then stood up and shook hands to

congratulate each other.

Immediately afterwards, all the top executives and managers left, leaving only Mark and Charlie in the

conference room.

Charlie leaned back and smiled, his charming eyes narrowed into slits. "You have anywhere to go later,

Mark?"

"No." Mark’s eyebrows quirked up.

"Come on, it is your birthday today. Are you going to let it pass just like this?"

A dim light flashed in his eyes and his lips curled up a s he recalled her slightly shy and mysterious

delicate face. He glanced at Charlie and closed the file in his hand, then looked down at his watch.

"I am not available after seven. It is now six forty. You had better say it now if you have anything to say.

If not, I am going to leave. Don't waste my time here."

"You have a date? Just cancel it and stay with me.

Look at you-you look like you cannot wait to go home already."

Mark shot a cold glance at him. "What fun is it to be with you? Besides, I am not interested in you at

all."