Mysterious Personal Shopper Novels & Stories

She has her own language tutor about foreign languages, and French is one of the languages she likes the most because she’s always in Paris, as she sometimes attends big fashion events secretly just so she can buy designer clothes right there and then. She only bought one item that cost three thousand dollars. Though she knew she could afford ten thousand dollars using her own black card, she didn’t want to hurt Callahan’s ego by trying to provide for her needs by using her own money. And she was happy to use Callahan’s card instead. “You could shop at other stores more,” Callahan said after they went out. Truthfully, Galerie Vivienne has been Celine’s favorite place to shop; she almost buys

Although she had been to the Imperial Shopping Mall before, she still marveled at its opulence as she walked timidly through it. A personal shopper approached her in the mall, primarily serving customers who wanted to shop. She said, "Hello, can I assist you?" These personal shoppers were seasoned professionals, having undergone rigorous training and passing the world's most stringent exams to earn their positions. They could select the best outfits for their clients in an instant based on their speech, expressions, and appearance. This was one reason why many busy but influential individuals preferred to shop here. With the assistance of the shopper, Violet quickly picked out a knee-length

Turns out, they don't even look at the prices! [@billionairebaby lives up to her name. Respect.] [I don't care how old she is. I want to marry her.] [She bought the entire collection. Who is she?] [Just found my new sugar mommy goals.] People were speculating who the mysterious, outrageously wealthy shopper could be in every corner of the internet. No face had been revealed. Only the name, the purchases, and the undeniable proof of affluence. Back in the condo, Jenna sat back on the sofa with a satisfied grin. She had just confirmed all her orders and sent the designated delivery address.

However, he chickened out before he appeared before her so he left his identity mysterious and let one of his lackeys attend the shareholder meetings on his behalf. All had been peaceful until recently, when his assistant reported that he had been sought by a mysterious woman who wanted to purchase his shares. He gave an unreasonable price to make her give up. Who would have thought that the woman would actually gather the money and return? Guessing that the other party must be desperate, he'd had his assistant reject her. He couldn't risk the possibility of someone trying to oust Gemma from her own company. Who would have thought that it would suddenly morph into a wild twist? The mysteriou

one of them spat, his bravado faltering as I pushed past them to stand in front of the woman, shielding her with my body. “Oh me?" I pointed to my chest and shrugged. “I'm the Alpha's personal assistant and it would take just a hoot to make sure you rot in jail. You better get going or you'd pay with your lives." The men exchanged glances before one took a step back. "Come on guys, this bitch here is a crazy one.” As the men retreated, my shoulders loosened, my gaze shifting to the strange woman.

It was a nightmarish experience that I wasn't looking forward to but one that I simply couldn't avoid. The events that had always seemed less than glamorous would become a monthly mundane task I dreaded upon my takeover. But I knew it was a necessary part of my job, so I would force myself to go through with it. I picked up the phone and called the personal shopper, who was good at following the same routine. I ensured that she had coordinating outfits ready for Emma and me and that she knew Emma's size. I also reminded her that Emma had a paler complexion than the average Italian woman that usually hung on my arm and that she was blonde. Deep colours wouldn't look as appealing on her as wit

They treated me with utmost respect and I got my dresses from the mall. As I stepped inside the mall, I was enveloped with the smell of luxury - premium skincare and cosmetics, high-end perfume, and the clean scent of freshly laundered clothing. I put my bespoke glass on my face and strolled inside the mall. With every step I took, I turned heads. A few people in the mall admired my beauty while some sneered. Good-for-nothing people! They were Lunas and Alpha's daughters who were obviously jealous of my elegant look. Hurried footsteps approached me. I didn't even have to take a glance before I knew who it was. They were my Personal Shopping Assistants, clumsy and unprofessional.

“I've got the biggest assignment here. And you're not a distraction to achieving it. ” I wanted to ask what. But I felt it was none of my business. If she felt she was doing her assignment by accompanying me shopping then I would derail her from it. The ride to the mall was filled with her telling me about what the dos and don'ts of the cabin are all about. Who to avoid and who not to mess with. When she mentioned Sharon, I couldn't help but be curious. “What's the deal with Sharon?” Ava chuckled, “Don't mind her. She's aspiring to be what she can't.”

Allexin folded his arms, "It's probably Zev; he's curious about Mia's phone because your name isn't saved in his contacts." "What do you mean?" Lynda asked, puzzled. "Mia saved your contact in her phone under the name 'MY DEAREST,' so I thought Zev must have thought you were a man," he explained. Lynda sighed deeply because she had forgotten the name Mia had saved in her phone. "So, are you not mad at me anymore?" Lynda asked. Allexin sighed softly and then went back into his room, making Lynda chuckle. *

We kept on talking throughout the ride, it was so fun speaking to her and I was glad that I managed to cheer her up. Well, the car came to a halt at a very big store, it looked so classy and elegant. “Where is this?” I asked Maya. “This is QADR SHOP! It’s owned by one of the biggest top designers in the world.” She explained as we got out of the car. I simply nodded and walked behind her, I was a bit nervous about it but I was ready to leave the old me behind and meet the new me.