Overbearing CEO's Contract Love
Chapter 382: Encounter at the Gathering

Chapter 382: Encounter at the Gathering

"Welcome!" As soon as they walked in, the energetic staff greeted Amelia Davidson and Emma Hart enthusiastically.

Emma Hart began to take a closer look around the place. Vibrant songs played continuously in the background, with a staff member following each group of customers. The clothing styles here were predominantly hip-hop, with a touch of feminine flair, suitable for those aged 25 and under.

"Emma, what do you think of this?" Amelia Davidson asked, waving a playful pink dress in front of Emma Hart.

"It’s... nice, but..." Emma Hart hesitated.

The dress in Amelia Davidson’s hand would sit about eight centimeters above the knee, revealing skin at the waist and collarbone—too sexy for Emma Hart, while the graffiti pattern seemed too youthful for Amelia Davidson.

"Hehe! I’ll go try it on then! You should pick something and try it too!" Amelia Davidson patted Emma Hart’s shoulder and headed to the fitting room.

A staff member followed Emma Hart around the store. Emma Hart casually browsed, occasionally pulling out a piece of clothing to look at before putting it back.

"Still haven’t decided?" Amelia Davidson’s voice sounded beside her. Emma Hart had unknowingly wandered back to the starting point.

Emma Hart looked at Amelia Davidson. With her good figure and new hairstyle, she could easily pass for someone in their twenties.

Seeing Emma Hart staring, Amelia Davidson knew the dress suited her perfectly. "Come on! Let me help you pick something!" Amelia Davidson then chose a short white T-shirt and a pink high-waisted mermaid skirt for Emma Hart and pushed her towards the fitting room.

It was a perfect choice. The outfit accentuated Emma Hart’s figure, making her look more youthful.

Though Emma Hart was just over twenty-three, her role as a CEO’s wife often made people perceive her as more mature. Amelia Davidson always thought this didn’t suit Emma Hart, and today proved she was right!

"Great! Pack these two outfits!" Amelia Davidson took out a gold card from her wallet and handed it to the staff.

The staff thanked her repeatedly and ran to the counter to swipe the card.

Emma Hart admired her new look in the mirror, hardly believing she could look so youthful again. She excitedly hugged Amelia Davidson.

They shopped so much that their hands were full of shopping bags. Their last stop was to find a suitable pair of shoes for Emma Hart’s new look. They chose a pair of burgundy high heels, making Emma Hart’s petite frame look taller.

Tired from shopping, they decided to put everything back in the car and then head to the food court for something to eat.

They walked into the underground parking lot, hands full of shopping bags. A striking Rolls-Royce was parked next to their car.

"Wow! Which rich person has graced us with their presence?" Amelia Davidson said nonchalantly.

As they loaded the shopping bags into the trunk, Amelia Davidson told Emma Hart that the mall had been open for less than two weeks. She’d been coming here often and frequently saw luxury cars in the underground parking lot. Yesterday, it was two Lamborghinis, and today, a Rolls-Royce.

Emma Hart wasn’t surprised; they had been mingling with wealthy scions for quite some time and had seen their fair share of luxury. After putting away their belongings, they prepared to leave but ran into the owner of the Rolls-Royce.

"Emma Hart," the man said with a hint of surprise.

"You are... Mr. Taylor!" Emma Hart realized the man before her was Matthew Taylor, whom she had met last year in City B with Damien Sterling.

"Long time no see. Oh, you must be Mrs. Sterling now, right? And who is this?" Matthew Taylor exchanged a few pleasantries.

"Mr. Taylor, this is Amelia Davidson, my good friend. Amelia, this is Matthew Taylor, the president of Taylor Group," Emma Hart introduced them.

Matthew Taylor and Amelia Davidson greeted each other.

"If I may ask, what brings you to City A, Mr. Taylor?" Emma Hart inquired.

"Haha, why can’t I come to City A?" Matthew Taylor teased, unable to resist Emma Hart’s innocent expression.

"I-I didn’t mean it that way!" Emma Hart waved her hands, flustered.

"Oh? Then what did you mean?" Matthew Taylor stepped closer, leaning in slightly.

Seeing Emma Hart step back nervously, Matthew Taylor straightened up and said, "Alright, I’m just teasing you. This plaza is my new project, so I’ll be here periodically for inspections."

That explained it, Emma Hart thought.

"I came back to retrieve something I left behind. What about you two?" Matthew Taylor asked.

"We were about to grab something to eat in the food court," Amelia Davidson pointed upwards.

"What a coincidence! I was planning to check out the food court too. Would you mind if I join you?" Matthew Taylor invited.

Amelia Davidson and Emma Hart exchanged glances and then nodded.

Considering Matthew Taylor was an important business partner of Damien Sterling, Emma Hart knew she couldn’t be rude.

So, Amelia Davidson and Emma Hart walked ahead, with Matthew Taylor following them towards the elevator. They were wearing the new clothes they had just bought from "Pink Doll," planning to take photos in matching outfits.

Matthew Taylor’s gaze often fell on Emma Hart as he followed them. He noticed she looked even better than before, with a more refined charm.

The three of them took the elevator to the food court.

"I know a unique dessert shop here designed around the twelve zodiac signs. The food is great too. How about we go there?" Amelia Davidson suggested, playing the tour guide.

Emma Hart turned to Matthew Taylor for his opinion. He agreed, so they followed Amelia Davidson to her recommended dessert shop—"Zodiac Sweets."

The storefront was designed with a cosmic theme, and the interior resembled the heavens of ancient Greek mythology.

"Welcome! Which zodiac sign would you like to sit in?" the staff greeted them warmly.

"Each zodiac sign has its own area. Emma, Mr. Taylor, which sign would you prefer?" Amelia Davidson asked.

"Leo! Aries!" Emma Hart and Matthew Taylor answered in unison.