Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3437 He Wants Her Knees Too

The sales associate nodded and said, "Yes, we do. I've already placed them in the fitting room for you. Would you like some assistance?"

Hera shook her head and pointed straight at Luca. "No, I want her to do it."

Luca shook her head helplessly. It seemed that Hera was determined to make her play the role of a sales associate today.

Luca asked, "Ms. Sanchez, where's Mr. Abel?"

"What does that have to do with you?" Hera shot her a wary look. "Where he goes isn't important. What matters is that you're spending the day shopping with me. And if I'm not happy, be prepared to face his punishment."

Then, Hera strutted toward the fitting room like a proud peacock.

Luca had no choice but to follow.

Inside the fitting room, Hera closed the door behind them and commanded, "Help me unzip the back."

"Alright." Luca lowered her gaze. Since they were both women and Hera clearly had no reservations, there was no reason for her to feel uncomfortable. She placed her hands on the zipper.

Hera reminded, "Be careful. Don't catch my hair in it."

Luca hummed in acknowledgment and carefully pulled the zipper down.

Hera smirked and said in a boastful tone, "My boyfriend loves my black hair. He even said it would look even better if I dyed it blonde, but I couldn't bear to do it."

Blonde?

Luca immediately thought of Kassy.

Kassy had wavy blonde hair and striking blue eyes. She was undeniably seductive, the kind of woman most men could not resist-except for Luke.noveldrama

However, hearing Hera's words only strengthened Luca's suspicion. Abel was clearly using Hera as a stand-in for Kassy.

A hint of helplessness flashed across Luca's eyes, but she said nothing. Once the zipper was fully undone, she asked, "Ms. Sanchez, which one would you like to try on?"

"The black one," replied Hera, "He always told me that my fair skin looks best in black. This dress will definitely look stunning on me."

"Okay." Luca took the black dress off the hanger and helped her change into it.

From a purely objective standpoint, Hera had an enviable figure-curves in all the right places. She was the kind of woman who men dreamed about. She was undeniably sexy.

However, as Luca helped her into the dress, her gaze briefly swept over Hera's knees. Suddenly, Shanks' words from this morning echoed in her mind. Abel did not just want Hera's eyes, he wanted her knees too.

If Luke and his team could not take down the Island of Despair in time, Hera might suffer a fate worse than she could imagine.

That thought lingered in Luca's mind as she finished helping her change.

After zipping up the back of the dress, she said, "You're all set, Ms. Sanchez."

"Alright." Hera pinched her own waist, noticing there was still a bit of room in the dress, which was in the smallest size. "My waist is really quite slim."

Luca simply smiled and said nothing.

As Hera stepped out of the fitting room, she suddenly turned to Luca. "You look pretty built. What size do you wear?"

"I'm not sure." Luca had no interest in engaging.

She found Hera's antics exhausting. If she were to admit her size was smaller, Hera would undoubtedly be upset. Luca did not want to put herself down, so she simply played dumb.

Hera frowned. "Your waist looks thick. You sure you're not wearing a medium? Tsk, tsk, maybe your size is even bigger than that. I heard you work out too. Bet you're rocking a large with all that muscle."

Luca remained silent.

The sales associate, overhearing the conversation, discreetly glanced at Luca's figure. Despite the loose clothing, it was clear that Luca's body was well-proportioned and toned.

Her size was definitely a small.

However, the sales associate was not about to speak up. While Luca wore luxury brands, she seemed to be playing the role of an obedient subordinate to Hera.

Saying the wrong thing could offend either of them, and she was not about to take that risk.

She would not be that silly!

Instead, she shot Luca a sympathetic glance before showering Hera with exaggerated praise.

Soaking up the compliments, Hera felt even more pleased with herself. After deciding to buy the dress, she continued trying on the other limited-edition pieces.

Once she had gone through every exclusive design, she turned to the sales associate and told her to wrap everything up. Then, pulling out a black card, she said, "Charge it."

"Of course, Ms. Sanchez. Please wait a moment." The sales associate was thrilled. She had assumed Hera might buy one or two pieces. Her appearance did not exactly scream someone who could afford an entire collection.

Yet to her shock, Hera had bought every single limited-edition piece.

This was a massive sale!

Grinning from ear to ear, the sales associate took the black card and quickly packed up all the items before running off to process the transaction.

Once the payment was approved, she respectfully handed the card back. "Ms. Sanchez, these are all your purchases. Our store offers aftercare services for your garments. If you ever need any maintenance, simply bring the garments back to our boutique and we'll take care of everything for you."

"Got it." Hera snatched the black card back, then turned to Luca with an arrogant smile.

"Go on. Carry all the bags for me," Hera said to Luca in a commanding tone.

"Yes, Ms. Sanchez." Luca did not say another word and immediately picked up the shopping bags.

With the store employees sending them off with warm smiles, the two women walked out.

Hera strutted confidently into the next luxury boutique.

Luca glanced at the pile of bags in her hands. She had a feeling that Abel had clearly given Hera the black card with full permission to splurge. At this rate, she was going to end up carrying dozens of shopping bags back

At the thought of this, Luca let out a quiet sigh and followed Hera inside.

As soon as they entered, the sales associate's eyes lit up at the sight of the load of luxury-brand shopping bags in Luca's hands and the women's stylish outfits.

"Welcome, ladies! What can I help you find today?" The associate's eager gaze landed directly on Luca.

It was clear that she assumed Luca was the one with purchasing power.

Hera's expression darkened at once. Annoyed, she snapped at the associate, "I'm the customer! Who are you looking at?"

The sales associate froze for a moment. Luca's outfit appeared more high-end, and with all those luxury brand shopping bags in her hands, it was natural to assume she was the one spending the money.

More than that, the associate had simply thought they were shopping together. It had not even crossed her mind that Luca was just there to carry the bags.

Quickly, she forced an apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry, miss. I assumed you were shopping together."

"Shopping together? Do I look like I'm that close to her? She's just here because my boyfriend told her to come and carry my bags," Hera scoffed, her tone dripping with disdain.

She was already making Luca carry her things, so how could Luca still manage to steal her spotlight?

That thought made Hera even more irritated.

"Oh, I see." The sales associate's attitude shifted in an instant. Realizing that Luca was nothing more than a glorified bag carrier, she immediately dismissed her, but she still wondered how someone like that could possibly afford haute couture.

In the blink of an eye, the elegant designer outfit Luca was wearing was reclassified in the associate's mind as a

counterfeit.

Luca noticed the change in the sales associate's gaze and felt speechless.

Her clothes were custom-made pieces personally sent over by Luke!