Chapter 311 Suddenly Close

If my arms were not already overflowing with bags, I would have visited more booths. I glanced at the mountain of trinkets that Charlie was disappearing under and finally tamed the wild shopping beast inside me. We got to the sidewalk, but a problem arose. "Getting a taxi with all this loot will be a nightmare," I mumbled, thinking about how we would get back. Charlie's muscle guy had left us here to fend for ourselves. Just as I said that, a shiny black Bentley pulled up like it was on cue. Two dudes in matching black suits got out and made a beeline for Charlie. "Mr. Yates," they said, all serious. Charlie gave a quick nod and handed his shopping bags to the bodyguard. That was when I clammed up, realizing I had been fretting over nothing. The wealthy really were in a league of their own. They could live it up without a single worry. As the bodyguards helped Charlie into the car, he spotted me lingering on the curb and called, "Hey, aren't you coming?" I grinned at him and said