As soon as Felicia walked into the fitting room, I quietly informed the saleswoman of my identity.


    After confirming it, the saleswoman bowed her head. "Mr. White, we wee you to review the operations at our branch. The store manager is currently checking inventory in the warehouse and will be here shortly!"


    "There''s no need for the manager to be here. Just help me pick out a few outfits."


    "Of course!"


    Before she left, I added, "Oh, and don''t let my friend know about my identity. Keep it low-key, and don''t show it."


    The saleswoman smiled sweetly as she made an "okay" hand gesture. "Don''t worry. I understand!"


    Momentster, Felicia stepped out of the fitting room.


    I was instantly awestruck. She was already stunning in the outfit I bought her on the flyst time, but this time, her elegance was on a whole different level while she was in that short, sky-blue dress.


    The spaghetti strap design entuated her delicate shoulders and her shapely figure.


    Her slender, fair limbs made certain parts of her body look even more prominent as if her curves were almost too developed.


    Her lush hair cascaded down her back, and with those ck-framed sses still on, she exuded an unexpected blend of sexiness and charm.


    The only thing that didn''t match her look was her old, worn-out sneakers.


    I quickly turned to the saleswoman. "Find her a pair of matching high heels."


    While the saleswoman went to get the high heels, I approached Felicia and gently took off her sses.


    "I told youst time to change your sses. Why are you still wearing these?" Seemingly shy, Felicia said, "I got these when I was still a sophomore in high school. They cost over 300 dors, and I''ve grown attached to them."


    Just as she finished speaking, the door to another fitting room opened, and out walked someone I recognized.


    It was Lina. She had dyed her hair a chestnut brown, styled in loose, bouncy curls. Her rosy, full lips looked glossy, andbined with her bright eyes, she looked charming and cute.


    However, a sh of malice crossed her gaze when she saw me and Felicia. "William!"


    I frowned. "Why are you shouting? I''m not deaf, you know."


    "What are you doing here?" Lina asked with a puzzled expression. Her eyes then shifted to Felicia, and when she saw the dress, she couldn''t hide her amazement.


    "That dress is gorgeous! Howe I didn''t notice it before?" She nced at Felicia as she spoke, and her expression turned disdainful. "What a waste for it to be worn by someone like you."


    Felicia trembled, her lips quivering in anger.


    At that moment, the saleswoman returned with the high heels. "Miss, would you like to try these on? They''re a limited edition and go well with many outfits."


    She then knelt down to help take off Felicia''s shoes.


    "N-no! It''s fine!" Felicia tried to stop her, but it was toote. The saleswoman had already removed her sneakers, revealing the holes in her worn-out socks.


    "Pfft! Hahaha! Felicia, are you trying to kill me withughter? Did youe to Silence wearing socks with holes?


    "Aren''t you embarrassed? If I were you, I''d want to crawl into a hole. Oh, I have to take a picture and post this on my socials," Lina said.


    She pulled out her phone to snap a shot of Felicia, but I quickly blocked her


    camera.


    "William, what are you doing?" she snapped.


    After snatching her phone, I knelt down beside Felicia. As I gently held her foot, I began taking off her socks.


    To my surprise, underneath those shabby socks were the most delicate, fair feet I''d ever seen. They were gorgeous.


    I often heard people talking about stunning legs, but I had never really understood the hype until now. Felicia''s feet were just perfect.