Claire Sinclair said a bit awkwardly, "Hello, I'd like to buy a watch."
The sales associate stared at her devastatingly beautiful face and couldn't help but swoon. "Claire Sinclair, you're even prettier than you look on TV! I was right to be your fan!"
Claire Sinclair raised an eyebrow. "Um... I'm here to buy a watch."
The sales associate gave a dry cough. "Ahem, my apologies, Reporter Sinclair. What type of watch are you looking for? We have economical models, practical ones, or a combination of both."
"I want something waterproof and shock-resistant."
"Our store is an authorized direct retailer for the TY brand. The lowest price is likely to be over 30,000. Is that price range acceptable to you?"
Suddenly, a voice cut in. "How could 30,000 be worthy of Miss Sinclair's status? It has to be at least 100,000."
Claire Sinclair instinctively glanced back and saw Ethan Kingsley swaggering in from the entrance, carrying the air of a rich playboy.
