Chapter 60 Fear of Losing Yoel
- The VIP dressing room was like burning cash; paired with the service, it was a money burner every minute. While garments on the first floor flirted with four-digit price tags, prices effortlessly soared into the five-digits or beyond in this exclusive enclave.
- As Whitney browsed through the racks, Yoel sat on the leather couch by the window.
- "Sir, would you prefer coffee or juice?