CHAPTER 890: CHAPTER 890: THE GRAND PRIVATE EXHIBITION

RAIL.

Dazzling haute couture pieces appear before Nora Northwood at a pace of one per minute.

By the sixtieth minute, she feels visually exhausted.

Tina, standing by her side, is on high alert, handling this private exhibition while keeping her eyes open and ears perked.

No one knows how alarmed Tina was when she received the call from the big boss.

RAIL is just a chain store under The Sinclair Group, and even if the big boss were to inspect, he would usually send an assistant or a market researcher.

Today, it feels like a celestial being has descended to earth.

On the phone, Jasper Sinclair instructed Tina to close the mall for a day to serve Nora Northwood exclusively.

Additionally, high-end luxury brands not available at RAIL were brought in from various countries overnight by air freight.

For this exhibition, the management of RAIL worked overtime through the night, fearing they might do something wrong and upset the chairman’s wife.

After the first batch, Nora selected a few designs she found appealing.

The baby in her belly isn’t full-term yet, so her belly isn’t showing, and she can still wear figure-flattering styles.

After deciding on a few pieces, Nora resolves to try them on herself.

She doesn’t like showy styles and these pieces suit her taste.

In a fitting room meant for one, Nora bares half of her body.

Her back is white as snow and smooth as jade, indeed quite tempting.

After trying on clothes for more than half an hour, she finally keeps six dresses suitable for everyday wear.

By the time she gets to jewelry and accessories, Nora is already out of energy.

She waves Tina over, "For each dress, pair them with a set of jewelry, keeping it simple and elegant."

"Understood."

For a moment, Tina feels as though a mountain is placed on her shoulders.

Nora cancels her remaining appointments; she just wants to go home and sleep.

After using her eyes too much, her pupils feel slightly dull.

What Nora doesn’t know is that Jasper Sinclair also canceled his afternoon work.

Thus, both were surprised when they met in the underground garage.

"Why are you home so early?"

"Why are you home so early?"

Both spoke simultaneously, asking the same question. Nora’s heart skips a beat as she hooks her arm around his.

Jasper Sinclair wears a charcoal gray coat, sleek and well-fitted, exuding an air of deep sophistication.

What adds delight is the bouquet of jasmine flowers in his hand.

"These should be your favorite flowers; we can put them in a vase when we get back."

The off-white petals encase a soft yellow core, each bloom full and plump, the stems a vibrant green, all wrapped in kraft paper.

A breeze brushes past, wafting the floral fragrance into their noses.

"I love it, thank you."

"How about a reward?"

Nora’s eyes twinkle as she assesses their surroundings, ensuring no one is near, then rises on her tiptoes to barely reach Jasper Sinclair’s chin, planting a quick peck like a dragonfly skimming water.

Jasper is hardly content with such a fleeting moment.

He pulls her into his arms, capturing that delicate pink in a familiar embrace.

Jasper’s kisses always come with expert skill.

While he must restrain himself now, he finds it hard to contain his longing.

As the kiss ends, he still appears unsatisfied.

"It’s cold outside, let’s go indoors."

"When you were kissing me just now, you didn’t seem to remember the cold."