Sierra Moore walked over to see that Nathan Shaw was chatting with Ryan Holland and the others.

[Tsk, it's just a watch, and it's such a cheap one. What's there to show off about?]

This was what Ryan Holland said, and what Nathan Shaw replied to him was, [What do you know? This is a gift from my wife.]

Ryan Holland suddenly stopped talking and sent an emoji of vomiting. After a long time, he typed out a line of words, [Boss, have you ever heard a sentence that the couple who were always flirting in the public would usually break up soon?]

Nathan Shaw replied, [I only heard two words. Single dog!]

At this time, George Young also appeared and gave a thumbs-up.

Steven Jones was the exact opposite of Ryan Holland. He sent an envious emoji. [Boss, don't bully your brother like this.]

A smile hung on the corner of Nathan Shaw's mouth. Before he could say anything, he saw Ryan Holland send a sour message over.

[Boss only has a wife in his eyes right now. How can he still see his brothers?]

Steven Jones immediately sent an emoji of vomiting blood. [Speaking of which, Boss, it's at night on your side, right? You don't want to talk about life with the little white rabbit when you have such a beautiful time. Do you still have the mood to chat with me about the gift?]

Nathan Shaw curled the corners of his lips and tapped on the phone with his slender fingers. [She is taking a shower.]

Ryan Holland sent a disdainful expression. [I can't continue chatting. I'm also going to find a woman.]

Steven Jones also chimed in, [Ryan Zi, Ryan Zi, where are you going? Bring me! I also lack women.]

George Young was very generous. [I have booked plane tickets for you to fly to Japan tomorrow. Do you want to come over to get them, or do you want me to send them to you?]

He thought to himself, "Will a young master need that kind of woman?"

Ryan Holland spat out a mouthful of blood on the computer screen. [You are ruthless, killing without spilling blood!]

Steven Jones immediately sent an expression of lingering fear. [Thankfully, the tickets are not for Thailand.]

At this time, Ryan Holland really spat out blood. [... Idiot.]

On the other side, Steven Jones was still slapping the table to bicker with Ryan Holland. On the other side, Sierra Moore couldn't help but laugh. She reached out her finger and tapped on the screen.

[Mr. Jones, Sofi told me last time that she really liked your face. Hurry up and take her down!]

Not looking at the other side's replies, Nathan Shaw threw his phone on the table and pulled Sierra Moore to sit down. He asked her, "When did you buy it?"

"Um, when I went to the toilet, I was on the way..." Sierra Moore said with a guilty conscience. She looked left and right with her eyes facing her fingers, not daring to look at him.

Nathan Shaw thought to himself, "You can go to a luxury store on the way to the toilet?"

Seeing her like this, Nathan Shaw could not help but smile and hug her in his arms. "Is it a gift?"

Sierra Moore probably knew what Nathan Shaw was conflicted about. She nodded and said, "Alright, this is for you, but I just used the card you gave me to pay for it."

"What a girl who loves to ruin the atmosphere." Thinking to himself, Nathan Shaw frowned and thought that it would be even better if she did not say the last sentence.

However, he really liked the watch in his hand. He liked it so much that he couldn't even pretend.

"You are my wife, and my money is yours." Nathan Shaw smiled and kissed her lips.

Sierra Moore reached out and hooked her arm around his neck in response. She pecked his chin and said, "In the future, when I save up money, I won't need your card to buy you a gift."

She was still tangled up in this matter and wasn't concentrating at all when kissing him.

"Okay, let's wait until the year-end bonus comes. Focus." After Nathan Shaw finished speaking, he immediately shut her mouth, preventing her from saying another word.

The next day, when Nathan Shaw got up to work, Sierra Moore was still lying in the quilt. She was so lazy that she didn't even want to move a finger.

At noon, Lisa was fortunate enough to have lunch with the two of them at the hotel.

During the meal, Lisa asked Nathan Shaw, "President, Mr. Stevenson's secretary called this morning and said that Mr. Stevenson invited you to his wife's birthday party tonight and the gown..."

"I understand," Nathan Shaw interrupted her and placed a cut steak on Sierra Moore's plate. "After dinner, come with me to pick a gown."

These words were naturally directed at Sierra Moore. Hence, Lisa did not need to continue with what she had said. As for the gown that had just been sent over into the room, it could only lie there quietly.

After dinner, Lisa stayed at the hotel to deal with work. Nathan Shaw, the hands-off boss, went shopping with his wife openly.

Although they were in the United States, this did not affect Mr. Shaw's social circle at all. As soon as they left the hotel, he took Sierra Moore directly to a private custom-made wardrobe.

Because he had made a call before he came, when Nathan Shaw arrived, the owner of the wardrobe had already arrived in advance. This was a very fashionable eastern woman.

She was wearing the most popular outfit this year, and she was wearing 10-centimeter silver high heels. She walked toward Nathan Shaw and greeted him with a smile. "Hey, what happened today? How come Fifth Young Master has the time to visit my store?"

Nathan Shaw glanced at her and turned to Sierra Moore. "This is Rachel Austin, a woman of a friend. You can call her Rachel."

"Hello, Rachel. My name is Sierra Moore. I'm Nathan Shaw's girlfriend," Sierra Moore said with a smile.

Rachel had a few qualms about "a woman of a friend" whom Nathan Shaw referred to, but when she held Sierra Moore's hands, she threw that bit of unhappiness to the side.

"Sierra Moore, you are Fifth Young Master's girlfriend! I heard Yale mention you before."

Sierra Moore looked at Nathan Shaw and asked, "Why do you call him Fifth Young Master?" She clearly remembered that Mr. Shaw was ranked first at home.

As if she did not expect Sierra Moore to ask such a question, Rachel covered her mouth and smiled, explaining, "That's because he's ranked fifth among the Foster Family!"

"the Foster Family?" Sierra Moore asked after some thought, "Is it the Foster Family where Elsa Foster is from?"

Nathan Shaw did not intend to answer this question. He rubbed her head and said, "Rachel is a first-class fashion designer. The gown she designs is very expensive. Let's ask her to pick one for you later?"

Sierra Moore nodded and said, "Then I will also help you choose one."

"Go!" Nathan Shaw patted her arm.

Sierra Moore was led by the clerk to the men's clothing section to pick out evening suits.

After she left, Rachel Austin sat down and chatted with Nathan Shaw. She asked someone to go to her office and took out the gown she had just designed.

After the clerk brought the gown over, she unfolded it for Nathan Shaw to see. Rachel Austin asked him, "What does Fifth Young Master think of this?"

Nathan Shaw looked at the gown in front of him. It was a silver and bright mermaid dress.

The gown was indeed very beautiful, but the plunging neckline of the dress was...

After looking at it, Nathan Shaw frowned slightly and said, "This one is too revealing. Do you have any other designs for me to take a look at?"

"Fifth Young Master, are you joking with me?" Rachel Austin looked at him in shock.

However, when Nathan Shaw saw her expression, he really did not seem like he was joking. Just then, Sierra Moore walked over. Rachel Austin pulled her and said, "Come, let's go in and try this dress."

Sierra Moore was confused and was pushed into the locker room by Rachel Austin.

After a while, the door of the locker room opened, and Sierra Moore changed into the silver, bright mermaid dress. The deep V-neck revealed her good figure.

After Sierra Moore came out, she turned around and revealed a patch of snow-white skin on her back.

Nathan Shaw clearly heard the sound of his throat rolling. As he watched Sierra Moore walk out in this gown, only the word "stunning" remained in his mind, which could describe how he felt at this moment.

"How is it?" Rachel Austin asked as she held Sierra Moore's hand and walked over. She looked at Nathan Shaw proudly. "Do you think it's beautiful, Fifth Young Master?"

Sierra Moore also looked at him with a face full of anticipation. Her eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Nathan Shaw followed his feelings and nodded. Although the gown was beautiful, it was a pity that it was too revealing. If she were to attend the birthday party dressed like this, she would probably steal the limelight from the main character.

Nathan Shaw frowned and glanced around. He walked over to Sierra Moore and handed her a set of clothes. "Go change into this one and let's take a look."

Sierra Moore's face was originally red, but now even her eyes were red. She looked at him with a pair of dark eyes. Her expression clearly asked him again, "Isn't it good-looking?"

Nathan Shaw resisted the urge to immediately bring her home and take off her clothes. He fiercely shifted his gaze. "Sisi, be good. This piece of the gown has less fabric. I am afraid you will catch a cold."

Rachel Austin couldn't help but burst out laughing. After watching Sierra Moore go in to change, she said, "You spoil a woman to this extent. Fifth Young Master, you are really doomed."

"This sentence seems more suitable to be given to Yale Larkin," Nathan Shaw said, staring at her coldly.

"How cold-blooded!" Rachel Austin pursed her lips, thinking to herself, "Fifth Young Master is indeed Fifth Young Master. He is not at a disadvantage at all. Cant I even make a joke?"

As they spoke, they saw the door of the locker room open. Sierra Moore stood at the door and did not come over. She said in embarrassment, "I can't reach the zipper on the back of my clothes. Could you come in and help me?"

"Of course." Rachel Austin was about to go over when the person beside her had already taken a long step and strode over, closing the door in one smooth motion.

As soon as Nathan Shaw entered, he pulled her into his arms, and the clothes that were originally on her body fell to the ground.

With great difficulty, she avoided his lips. Sierra Moore was already as soft as a puddle of mud. She could only let him touch her. Her soft voice begged him, "Nathan Shaw, don't be like this. Rachel is still outside."

"She doesn't dare to come in," Nathan Shaw said confidently.

"Nathan Shaw, you're bullying me again." Sierra Moore pushed him away with a red face, angry.

Nathan Shaw loved to see her shy appearance the most. Just as he was about to take another step forward, a knock sounded on the door at this time. "Fifth Young Master, what zipper needs to be pulled up for so long? If you can't pull it up, let me do it!"

Nathan Shaw's face darkened and he spat out two words through his teeth, "Get lost!"

Sierra Moore took the opportunity to escape from his hands and hid in a corner. Seeing him come over, she threatened him with a tearful voice, "Nathan Shaw, if you continue to do this, I will ignore you."

As a result, Mr. Shaw's face became even uglier, but he did not intend to continue bullying her.

Nathan Shaw picked up the dress on the ground and walked over. He personally helped her put on her clothes. When he pulled up the zipper and saw her jade-like white back, his heart jumped again.