With everything settled, Mom took a card out of her bag and handed it to the sales assistant.
“Pack up all the clothes we selected just now and have them delivered to the Viremont residence.”
The assistant froze for a moment.
“Viremont…?”
Her eyes lit up instantly, and she looked visibly excited.
What the name “Viremont” meant here—I was only beginning to understand.
She nodded repeatedly, her tone turning even more respectful. “Of course, ma’am. We’ll have everything delivered as soon as possible.”
After processing the payment, she handed the card back with both hands.
Once the dresses were bought, it was already getting late, and we soon left the mall.
On the way back, Mom and Adrien were still enthusiastically discussing plans for tomorrow.
I leaned back in my seat, listening
