Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen-Chapter 790: Stop beating around the bush

The dappled sunlight cast deep and shallow shadows across his exquisite and indifferent face, making him appear somewhat aloof and unapproachable.

Robert Stephens unexpectedly cleared a whole day in his schedule to personally pick out a birthday gift for Charlotte, even bringing her and Nicholas Woods along.

She had been by Robert Stephens’ side for so long, she knew that aside from matters related to the Stephens family, all miscellaneous tasks were handled by his assistant, including her own birthday gifts.

In all these years by his side, she had never received such an honor.

Recalling the birthday gifts Robert Stephens had given her in the past, Charlotte Smith pressed her lips together and looked out the window without speaking further.

Without a comparison, things were fine, but with one, she realized she had indeed never been loved by this man; besides sleeping together, what else had he ever done for her?

Nicholas Woods glanced at Charlotte Smith, who had suddenly gone silent.

From his angle, he could only see her profile.

The girl’s long lashes fluttered slightly, and her fair, tender face seemed frozen with an expression hard to decipher—was it anger or something else? She had just suddenly fallen silent.

He glanced again at the man in the rearview mirror—eyes closed, indifferent—and for some reason, a trace of amusement appeared in his eyes.

Charlotte Smith didn’t understand why Robert Stephens would bring her along to pick out a gift for Charlotte. However, Nicholas Woods kindly explained—it was because she was a girl. Robert Stephens had never given a gift to a girl before, so he needed her help.

This explanation made Charlotte Smith feel a bit sour. The human heart’s envy is indeed hard to conceal, even though she had already prepared to leave Robert Stephens’ world.

Even though it wasn’t a holiday, the shopping malls in Los Angeles’ commercial district were still bustling with people.

Charlotte Smith guessed correctly. As soon as Robert Stephens entered, he indeed received glances from both customers and salespeople inside the mall.

A man like him shouldn’t appear in such a bustling environment. Charlotte smirked secretly, wondering if any woman would dare approach Robert Stephens to ask for his number.

However, to her disappointment, perhaps it was because Robert Stephens appeared to be an untouchable high-grade flower, people spontaneously made way for him upon his entrance. Let alone asking for his number, no one even dared to strike up a conversation.

Following behind Robert Stephens, she felt a bit disinterested. Since it wasn’t her birthday gift being picked, she couldn’t muster much enthusiasm.

The man seemed to notice her reluctance. She watched as Nicholas Woods was called over by him, and then Nicholas immediately came to her side and said, "Miss Smith, Mr. Stephens is asking you to come over and choose a gift."

They had arrived at the luxury section. Robert Stephens stood in front of a diamond counter, examining the perfectly cut diamonds inside. The counter’s bright lights reflected off his impeccably crafted face, indescribably radiant and dazzling. Charlotte Smith noticed the salesgirl’s eyes widen with amazement.

Reluctantly, Charlotte Smith walked over and softly asked, "Does Miss Madison like diamonds?"

Robert Stephens replied coolly, "Is there a woman in this world who doesn’t like diamonds?"

His tone was still so arrogant and domineering.

She pressed her lips together, looked at the diamond rings in the counter, and said with little enthusiasm, "But there’s no need to buy a diamond ring as a birthday gift, right?"

"..." Robert Stephens turned his head to glance at her, his gaze cold and superior as he educated her, "I called you here today just to consult; don’t waste your breath."