Married to the President

FindNovels.com "You are coming here for the first time ma'am, and this is my treat to say thank you for visiting our salon. Next time, we will bill you directly" the manager of the salon said and smiled. Theresa Mo glanced at Rosa who appeared more surprised than her. She looked as if she didn't understand what was happening.

"Thank you for coming. We look forward to seeing you again" the manager added and smiled, stretching her hand to her for a handshake. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Junxie and Rosa had been there earlier and the bills paid before services were rendered. But at Junxie's instructions, they shouldn't let Theresa know or have a clue of what was going to happen. "Thank you Madam" Theresa Mo appreciated and looked at herself in the mirror and then at the manager's friendly smile.

Such time and resources to make her look beautiful and yet she did it for free? She's a good Samaritan then.

Rosa also said thank you and pulled Theresa Mo along. They turned and entered the boutique section of the salon.

The entire complex was owned by a single person. There's a salon for both male and female and a boutique at its other end.

A makeup room was attached with an artist who knows their job well. Rosa stepped in and went to the section with dinner gowns.

A sales attendant was guiding them. Rosa pointed to a designer's clothes and Theresa Mo pulled Rosa's hand down.

They should go for something moderate and not too expensive. That she had Junxie's limitless card doesn't mean she shouldn't be prudent in her spending.

The gown that Rosa pointed to was the highest grade in town and most expensive. It definitely would cost millions of yaun.

It's a Maroon gown with glittering stones like diamonds all over it. Theresa liked it, it definitely would look splendid on her but she cannot afford it.

Rosa saw Theresa pulled her hand down and smiled silently. She wouldn't have entered this boutique if Junxie didn't have her back.

"What Theresa?" Rosa asked in a whisper. She pretended not to know what Theresa meant when she pulled her hand down. "We can't afford this dress.