I’d barely slept by the time Roger woke up. After a brief moment of reflection, I hauled myself out of bed. I headed straight for his walk-in closet to get his outfit ready for the day. I laid out everything: his polo shirt, tie, underwear, slacks, belt, socks, and shoes.
He only has about ten watches, which is nothing compared to the collections my dad and Ardent have. I guess they aren't exactly old money wealthy. Their family’s net worth is only around a hundred million. Honestly, their bank account doesn’t matter to me. Even if he were just a regular employee, I wouldn't care. I have more than enough to provide for both of us if it ever came to that.
I’m thinking about ordering a custom watch for him. It’s funny how I’ve suddenly taken such an interest in his wardrobe.
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