Chapter 1209 Your Man Sweet-Talks Like a Pro

Felicity laughed and teased him, "Hey, wake up. Don't look like you have never seen a beautiful woman before," She said, resting one hand on Kisa's shoulder and smiling, "It's true that Kisa is naturally beautiful, but you shouldn't be staring at her like that. Look, you're embarrassing her."

Feeling embarrassed, Kisa lowered her head. Because Gilbert was too absorbed and his gaze was so intense, she felt as though he was seeing through her clothes. She pursed her lips and then whispered to Felicity, "I won't try any more dresses. I'll just choose this one."

"This one doesn't suit you," Gilbert suddenly said.

Kisa looked at him in puzzlement. He had just stared at her with fascination, making her think that it was because she looked good in the dress. But now, he said that the dress did not suit her.

Felicity, too, wondered why. "It doesn't suit her? Then, why did you stare at her with such fascination? What is wrong with you?"

"It's her as a person that fascinates me, not the outfit," he said coldly.

Felicity glared at him, and she jostled Kisa's elbow. "Yo, did you hear that? Your man sweet- talks like a pro."

Kisa smiled awkwardly. It seemed like Gilbert was sweet-talking, but she still felt a little awkward.

Felicity came up to Davian again, who was still eating oranges. She snatched the orange out of his hand and said, "Come on, don't just eat. Learn from your boss how to sweet talk like a pro." Davian pouted. "You like to hear those nebulous sweet talks, huh? As sweet as those words. may sound, nothing beats actions."

"Heh, are you saying that your boss has never taken action?"

Davian shook his head as Gilbert glanced at him with cold eyes. "Of course not, of course not. I was just making an analogy," he said.

"Then, you're just a boring man who neither sweet-talks nor takes action."

Gilbert ignored all of them and went to pick out a dress for Kisa. He had always felt that purple would suit her better, so he selected a dark purple bustier gown from the row of dresses. "Try this one." He handed the gown to Kisa.

Kisa quickly took it, but she still had doubts. "This black dress doesn't look good?"

"It looks good."

"Then, why..."

"It's too sexy, and it's backless. What if men with the wrong mind see it?"

Felicity could not help but giggle. "You're really possessive, huh? You'd be mad if she wore a halter top to a nightclub one day."

"She won't," Gilbert said with confidence. He knew Kisa would never wear such a revealing dress to a nightclub.

"So, what if I'm the one taking her for a night out?" Felicity smiled wickedly.

"I dare you." He glared at her.

"Alright, Felicity. Don't mess with Mr. Kooper." Davian cautiously tugged at the hem of Felicity's skirt after seeing Gilbert's sullen face.

Felicity let out a plastic smile. "Your boss has already picked out a dress for his woman, but you haven't?"

"Oh... I'll do that right away," Davian said, and he hurried to pick a dress. But, he had a poor fashion sense and only selected a white gown after a long while. The gown had long sleeves, a semi-high collar, was in a conservative style, and it looked a little outdated." Felicity, this one!" Davian took the gown and ran up to Felicity with great enthusiasm.

Felicity glanced at it once and rolled her eyes.

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