As the shopping continued, the teenager with a flair for the dramatic wore a perpetually cool, disinterested expression, as if life held no more meaning for him.
He looked at Tessa, who was picking out clothes again, and asked weakly, "Can we go home after this store?"
Tessa smiled mischievously and said, "I still want to buy a bag."
Silas's body went limp, and he flopped directly onto the resting sofa.
Tessa glanced at him, took the clothes, and stepped into the fitting room, closing the door behind her with a secret, mischievous smile.
Realizing how delightful and satisfying it is to shop freely, buying whatever she wants.
After delivering Tessa and the mountain of items she bought back home, Silas said angrily before leaving, "Tessa Caldwell, you're too cunning."
Tessa asked with a cheerful grin, "What? Are you feeling the pinch? Shall I return everything?"
"..." Silas was speechless, throwing the items into her house in frustration and storming off.
