In her panic, Emily Walker tightly held the men's shirt to cover her body. Despite being freezing cold, she felt her cheeks burning hot, as if she was on fire.
How could she have stood in front of him like this for so long?
"That shirt is worth 38,000. Are you sure you want to wet it like this?" Seeing her panic-stricken and at a loss, Baron Stuart spoke again.
She was already shivering from the cold, so why was she still putting on a strong front?
At his words, Emily was startled and stared at the shirt in her hand, dumbfounded with surprise!
Although her family used to be relatively well-off, she had never owned any clothes worth tens of thousands. She really wanted to know how much money the Futuren Group had, and exactly how many billions Baron Stuart was worth!
Seeing that she was not acting, he narrowed his eyes slightly and stepped forward, approaching her step by step.