Chapter 22

The sales associate was friendly and took my measurements before picking out several suits for me to try on. I glanced at the price tags, only for my jaw to drop in shock. "A suit costs hundreds of thousands? It's too expensive. I'm not trying these on." I tried to back out, but Ariana pushed me into the fitting room. "How could the heir of the Smith Group think a few hundred grand is too pricey for a suit?" She added, "Don't worry. This is a gift from me. Just try it on." Her insistence left me feeling somewhat helpless. Everyone knew I was the wealthy son of the Smith family and the company heir. But deep down, I understood that none of this was something I was meant to enjoy. My role in the family wasn't about managing the company or basking in the privileges of being the heir. Rather, my primary responsibility was to ensure that Racquelle stayed safe, especially when she needed a blood transfusion during emergencies. Even though Gerald had given me cards to spend as I plea