The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory-Chapter 39: Hands-On (2)

Still got the line: "Next one."

Finished trying on everything in over twenty minutes, Mia Ginger left the fitting room wearing her own clothes.

She looked up and was stunned.

Zuri Ginger and Marianne Jackson walked into the store hand in hand, greeting Koa Jackson.

"Hello, Dr. Jackson." Zuri Ginger wore a sky-blue floral fitted dress and seven-centimeter high heels, smiling gently, "What a coincidence, are you here to shop for Mia?"

Koa Jackson stood up, glanced at her, and lightly replied, "Mm."

Then he turned and walked toward Mia Ginger.

...

"Let’s go."

Mia Ginger said softly, feeling a bit dejected.

She tried on a full eight outfits, and Koa Jackson hadn’t given a single "good" comment. She just wanted to leave the store quickly, no longer caring about Zuri Ginger and Marianne Jackson’s expressions.

"Are none of them satisfactory, Miss?" The saleswoman asked, hands full of clothes.

"How many in total?" Koa Jackson asked, looking down.

"Uh," the saleswoman double-checked, smiling, "Eight pieces."

"Pack them all." Koa Jackson glanced at Mia Ginger and told another saleswoman who approached, "Get her a cup of water."

"Alright, please hold on a moment." Both saleswomen seemed overjoyed, one went to get tea, the other invited Koa Jackson to the service desk.

"Rest for a while over there."

The saleswoman handed Mia Ginger tea, unable to resist expressing envy: "Having a brother like that is really nice."

"..." Mia Ginger was speechless.

Zuri Ginger and Marianne Jackson were stunned for a long time before regaining their senses and couldn’t say anything before Koa Jackson returned with the saleswoman.

Then—

With bags full in both hands, Koa Jackson led a well-rested Mia Ginger to the next store.

"No way!" Marianne Jackson stared in disbelief, "Brother Koa usually doesn’t even go shopping, why is he treating her so well?"

"..." Zuri Ginger kept her lips tightly sealed, saying nothing.

"He’s paying, running errands, and even carrying bags," Marianne Jackson continued staring at the departing figures, "It’s completely illogical!"

"..." Zuri Ginger still kept her lips sealed, saying nothing.

She intently stared at their departing direction.

Mia Ginger was feeling a bit dizzy, observing Koa Jackson leisurely carrying all the bags, she curiously asked, "Were you very familiar with Zuri Ginger before?"

"Who?"

"The one who just spoke to you." Mia Ginger looked at him.

"I don’t know her."

"..." Mia Ginger couldn’t help but glance back, "I saw you two talking earlier."

"Mm." Koa Jackson nodded, "Perhaps she knows me."

"Is that so?" Mia Ginger was puzzled for a moment.

She then looked up and noticed a group of suited men a few steps away.

This group looked radiant, well-dressed, embodying a strong corporate elite vibe.

They ranged in age from twenty to forty, appearing composed and sharp, surrounding a tall young man at the forefront.

Shining International is a Ward Clan subsidiary, Caiden Ward personally inspecting is normal.

Koa Jackson wasn’t surprised.

Caiden Ward, on the other hand, felt like the sun rose from the west.

He stopped walking, lips curled in surprise and teasing, looked Mia Ginger over before his gaze moved to Koa Jackson’s face, smiling warmly, "Cousin."

The group behind him looked momentarily confused, then instinctively stepped aside.

Koa Jackson nodded in response, introduced to Mia Ginger, "My cousin, Caiden Ward, you can call him Kari."

"Pfft." Someone in Caiden Ward’s group snickered.

Mia Ginger was slender and appeared even younger than her actual age, while their young CEO was twenty-five, wasn’t he?

"Mr. Ward, hello." Naturally, Mia Ginger felt embarrassed to act familiar.

"Why are you," Caiden Ward’s gaze fell on the shopping bags in Koa Jackson’s hands, couldn’t help but deepen his smile, "not bringing someone along?"

It’s unbelievable if the third young master of the Jackson Family personally does manual labor.

"..."

Koa Jackson glanced silently at him for a second, thoughtfully nodded, "You’re right."

Caiden Ward was defeated.

Koa Jackson looked up at the young man beside him, took a few steps to hand over all the bags, and signaled to Caiden Ward, "Lend me George Davis for a day."

Caiden Ward: "..."

George Davis: "..."