C19 Could It be That He Had a Fetish for Female Clothing?

After an hour, Connie finally arrived at Holden's office.

The man went in and looked at the documents. Without even lifting his head, he said, "It's too slow. Do you know how precious the time you wasted was to me?"

"I really don't know."

Connie shook her head honestly. She thought to herself, What the heck does it have to do with you?

Holden raised his watch and analyzed calmly, "From your school to the company, the car journey is estimated to be 30 minutes. If the driver drives faster, 20 minutes is enough. You used 70 minutes. In other words, I lost tens of millions of income in the extra ten minutes I wasted just to wait for you!"

"Isn't that a bit exaggerated?"

Hearing that, Connie was a little unsettled.

"That is just a conservative estimate."

Holden said bluntly.

Connie felt wronged. "I don't have a car. Do you count the time you drive?"

"It doesn't take more than an hour to call a cab."

"I'll take the bus!" Connie said.

"Why? The cab fare is only 34 dollars. Compared to tens of millions of dollars in an hour, I believe smart people know how to make a choice."

Holden's words were clear and concise, but Connie was in tears.

"Mr. Henson, it's not that I don't want to call a cab, but I don't have any money! Do you know what that means? I quit my previous job and am now a full-time maid for you. I don't even have a salary. How am I going to get the money to call a cab? If I can call a cab on such a hot day, who would be willing to take the bus?"

"..."

At this moment, the eloquent Holden was completely speechless.

This woman... was really crazy poor!

"Alright, let's not talk about this for now. Why did you call me here from so far away? Do you have any orders for me?"

At this moment, Connie had lost her temper. She was completely powerless.

"Of course. Even if there's nothing, you have to do your best to be a decoration."

Connie: "..."

At noon, Connie and Holden ordered takeout from the company and treated it as lunch.

In the afternoon, Connie started to tire herself out and was ordered by Holden to serve tea and pour coffee. She was not here to be a decoration. She was just here to run errands and do chores!

Aside from accepting her fate, Connie could only complain in her heart.

Then, in the evening, Holden finally finished his work and left the company with her. He immediately went to the shopping mall in the city center.

Connie knew about the shopping mall.

There were many branded shops in the mall. The things sold were worth thousands of dollars. For a poor person like her, it was impossible for her to have the chance to spend money.

Therefore, when Holden led her into the mall, she could not help but ask, "Mr. Henson, may I ask what are we doing here?"

"Buying clothes."

Holden said concisely and quickly.

"Oh!"

Connie replied and couldn't help but cry in her heart.

Although she was his maid, he didn't know how to be polite when he ordered her around.

He had bullied her in the company for the whole afternoon, and now he had to bring her to carry her bag. He really didn't know how to show her any mercy!

Just as Connie was lost in her thoughts, Holden had already led her up to the fifth floor of the mall.

The first floor was indeed a clothing store. Connie originally thought that Holden would go to a male clothing store, but when the man passed by a female clothing store, he turned around and walked straight in.

"Hey? Mr. Henson, did you go the wrong way?"

Connie hurriedly reminded him.

"No."

Holden coldly threw out two words and walked in without even turning his head.

The salesgirls working in this brand specialty store were all knowledgeable. When they saw that Holden was wearing branded clothes, they rushed over without a word. They had a signature smile on their faces, and their attitudes were respectful.

"Sir, may I ask if you need any help?"

"Take out all the latest styles in your store."

Holden's words were clean and crisp. It was obvious that he was a man of action.

Behind him, Connie felt dizzy. She thought to herself, ‘Holden, why did you buy a female outfit?’

Did he have a fetish for women's clothing?

Just as her mind was filled with thoughts, she heard the salesgirl ask, "Sir, what size do you want?"

Holden grabbed Connie and dragged her over. "She's wearing this."

"Huh? Why?"

Only then did Connie react, her face full of surprise.

Why did he suddenly buy clothes for her?

What kind of conspiracy did this man have?

"Where did you get so many reasons? Have you forgotten the conditions of the contract? Obediently obey, understand?"

Holden asked with a cold face.

Connie lowered her shoulders. "Oh!"

"Sir, this row is the latest style of our season."

The sales lady moved quickly and brought over a few sets of clothes in a few seconds.

Among them, there was a set of clothes, a dress, a lady's style, a lady's style, and so on.

Holden glanced at her indifferently, then quickly picked out a dress from the closet and threw it to Connie. "Go and try it."

"Okay."

Connie took it and obediently went to the fitting room.

When she was changing her clothes, Connie deliberately went to look at the price tags on the signboard.

The price was 26,000 yuan.

Connie almost gasped on the spot.

Such a piece of clothing cost more than 20,000 yuan?

This was clearly a robbery! She had to work for more than half a year to earn that amount of money...

Connie put on the new clothes with a pained expression. After coming out, Holden was not satisfied with the new clothes and picked two more for her to try.

During the process, she could not help but look at the price again. It was all around 20,000 yuan.

In the end, Holden was finally satisfied with one piece.

It was a set of dresses. The top was white, and the bottom was a light blue knee-length dress. It outlined Connie's petite figure, and at the same time, it highlighted her elegant temperament. She looked like a lady with a scholarly aura.

"I'll take this one!"

Holden immediately took out a card from his pocket and swiped it at the sales lady.

Connie was about to change her clothes when she heard Holden say, "Please cut off the brand on her body. There is no need to change."

"Okay."

The other sales lady immediately went to get a pair of scissors.

It was said that people depended on their clothes to look good. It was not baseless.

At this moment, Connie looked at herself reflected in the mirror and could not help but feel that she was too ordinary compared to her usual appearance. Now, she looked much more elegant.

Thinking about this, Connie suddenly remembered something important. She quickly turned her head and said, "Mr. Henson, this set of clothes was paid for, right? I don't need to return it, right?"

If she wanted to return it, she would definitely vomit blood!

"…"

Holden was silent for a moment before he said straightforwardly, "There's no need to return it. I'll give it to you directly."

"So good?"

Connie looked at him with a face full of doubt. The bad feeling in her heart grew stronger and stronger.

If you don't have anything to do, then you must be a thief.

Holden did not have the potential to be a good boss. He suddenly gave her over 20,000 yuan worth of clothes. Connie felt like a bomb was about to explode.

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. She hurriedly asked, "By the way, can you tell me why you suddenly asked me to wear this? What do you want me to do?"