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Chapter 151
After a moment of silence, Vicky muttered, "Well, uhh... Shall we go somewhere else?"
Nonchalantly, the man replied, "Sure."
After they left the shopping mall, the man suddenly thought of something and asked, "What's your
name?"
Vicky's guard heightened at this question. 'This guy is strange,' she thought to herself.
She answered, "My surname is Shaw. You can call me Miss Shaw."
The man hummed in response, not bothering to persist in knowing her name.
"And what should I refer to you as?" asked Vicky.
The man glanced at her and uttered, "Kirby."
From the looks of it, the man did not have the intention to know her more, much to Vicky's relief. She
stopped at a more expensive clothing store and asked, "Mister Kirby, what about this?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMister Kirby blinked. He took one glance at the store and said lazily, "Let's go into take a look."
While Mister Kirby was looking at the clothes, Vicky took the opportunity to send a message to
Sebastian and Cece.
[Do I know have friends or know any man with the last name Kirby?]
Cece was the first one to reply. [Most of our customers are female. I don't remember anyone with the
surname Kirby.]
A few minutes later, Vicky also received a reply from Sebastian. [You used to have a classmate with
that last name.]
Worrying she might not recall, Sebastian then sent her two photos; one taken when they were still
students and another taken most recently.
Vicky compared the photo and noticed it was not the man Sebastian said. She put away her phone and
stared at the handsome man, who was taking his time to pick his clothes.
Of course, she had to compensate him because she damaged his shirt. Nevertheless, she had a weird
feeling about him, yet she could not put her finger on what it was.
Since she lost her memory, she was starting to speculate if he knew her from before. Undeniably, this
was just her assumption and suspicion without any solid proof, especially when the man showed no
signs that he knew her when they first met.
While she was deep in thought. Mister Kirby seemed to have picked a few clothes that he was satisfied
with. The storekeeper took down those white shirts.
Vicky walked to him and asked, "Mister Kirby, have you picked the shirt you want?"
"Just a few. I think they should do it. I'll need to try it out first."
Vicky had wanted to be done with this man. She could not be bothered with the price and agreed
quickly. "Okay."
Mister Kirby walked into the fitting room elegantly.
Vicky frowned as she looked at how calm the man was. 'Why do l...have the feeling like I'm the one
accompanying him shopping?’
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Mister Kirby might look like he was harmless, but he was rather troublesome. After trying a few shirts,
he was still unsatisfied. He put on his own shirt and said, "Why don't we go somewhere else to take a
look?" Vicky looked at his handsome face and asked, "How much is your shirt? Why don't I...pay you
for the shirt?"
His attractive, rather beguiling eyes squinted at this. Vicky could not decide if he was smiling or not.
"Miss Shaw, are you beginning to be impatient?"
"No, I just think that...you're not very satisfied with these shirts. Rather than wasting your time, why
don't I just pay you the amount you bought for the shirt? Then you can choose the shirt you want when
you are free," Vicky explained.
"How coincident. I'm very free right now," Mister Kirby said.
Vicky did not respond immediately. "Mister Kirby, I have something to do later..." "Oh, so I'm taking up
your time." The smile on his face disappeared. His tone changed, and so did his voice as he said, "Tell
me. Miss Shaw. Do you think money can buy everything?"
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