Chapter 147 She’s A Designer
Since she was gentle and lovely, she looked like a young high school girl in this set of clothes, completely different from what she looked like when she wore old clothes and black-framed glasses.
"Where are your glasses?" It was not until after a long time that Tim finally came back to his senses.
Estelle pointed at the dressing room and said, "I'm afraid I'll lose them, so I put them in the dressing room."
"I didn't mean that. I'm asking if you can see clearly without glasses," Tim said.
Estelle chuckled and answered, "Mr. Roberts, I'm not shortsighted. I can see everything clearly."
Hearing her answer, Tim was a little speechless. Then he frowned and asked, "Since you are not shortsighted, why do you always wear black-frame glasses? Did you do that to make yourself ugly on purpose?"
Hearing this, Estelle said helplessly, "Mr. Roberts, I heard that you don't like good-looking women, so I had to do this to get my job."
For a moment, Tim was wordless.
Standing beside him, Bob c
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