Chapter 76

Genevieve had her eye on a handmade shirt, but when she saw the price tag, she quickly put it back. Joanna looked at her in surprise. "That dark blue shirt is really nice. It would look great on Mr. Burtman." Genevieve scratched the back of her head. "I… I don't know his size. What if I buy one that's too small?" Herman chimed in, "You guys sleep together every night, and you still don't know his size?" Her face instantly turned red, and she glared at him, irritated. He quickly waved his hand. "Alright. I won't say anything." Genevieve moved on to the tie section. She had noticed that Tristan had a lot of ties, but most of them were simple colors—solid black, dark blue, or blue-and-white stripes. After a while, she picked a burgundy tie. The deep burgundy was unique yet had a passionate, vibrant feel. She imagined Tristan's cold, stone-like face. A serious face like his would look funny with such a bold and bright color, but it would still look good. He was too gloomy. He c