Chapter 602 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• Just as they were chatting, the front door opened. In walked Owen, followed by several others, each carrying two or three sets of dresses wrapped in dust covers, lining up in the living room.
• “Madam, these are the dresses that Mr. Reed picked out for you. Please see if you like any. If not, I can have someone select others.” Celeste fell silent Trisha’s mouth formed an ‘O, “Is this how you guys pick out dresses at home? Celeste pressed her temples, feeling a headache coming on “Owen, today is Clair’s birthday.
• Do you think it’s appropriate for me to wear these? Won’t be stealing someones thunder?” Owen also felt helpless, “I reminded Mr. Reed, but he said that flamboyance is your style. He even asked me to bring all your jewelry for you to choose from, suggesting you wear dozens of pieces.” With that, he signaled the people behind him to open the boxes they were holding, revealing dazzling arrays of jewelry.