"Can such cheap clothes be worn?"

Though he complained, he Looked great in the suit, especially with his long legs.

Rena didn't indulge his complaints.

She swiped her card without hesitation, stating coldly, “Your monthly salary is only $8, 000."

Calculating the amount, Zack realized that $8, @@0 wasn't enough to fund his womanizing pursuits. Thus, he continued to flatter Rena, hoping to stay on her good side. His words were honeyed as he said,

“Miss Gordon, you look stunning when you swipe that card."

Rena tossed the receipt to him, retorting, "I've told you before, you have the potential to be a top male escort.”

Zack showed no signs of embarrassment.

He followed Rena, ingratiatingly saying, “I only wish to serve you though, Miss Gordon."

The shopping assistant blushed, catching their conversation.

Rena turned around with a smile.

“I've bought you new clothes. Now, make sure to serve the customers well."

Her words were dripped with sarcasm, stinging Zack's pride. Angered, he retorted, "Hey, I told you, I'm not a male prostitute."

On Robert's wedding day, Rena stared at the invitation, lost in thought.

Time seemed to fly by, and more than half a year had passed. Robert was about to get married, and Roscoe and Vera seemed to be hitting it off.

Rena couldn't help but notice that everyone around her was finding partners one after another. It made her contemplate her own romantic situation.

Zack entered Rena's office dressed in a suit, only to find her lost in thought.

Leaning against the desk, he took the invitation card from her fingers and exclaimed, “Are you still thinking about your old flame?"

Rena maintained her composure and reminded him of his role.

"Know your place."

Aware of her reminder, Zack nodded and continued, "I know. I am your driver, alright? But hey, aren't you afraid to see Waylen tonight? Is that why you dragged me along? I didn't expect you to be willing to spend money on buying me a suit. Now I understand the reason."

He expressed his dissatisfaction with a hint of sarcasm.