Listening to the lady at the counter, Belinda Howard smiled with an unnatural expression, "Umm, wouldn't it be inappropriate to give a fountain pen to a lover?"
No sooner had she spoken than the lady at the counter could reply, Clayton Howard, at her side, widened his eyes in surprise, looking at his older sister, "Sister! Do you already have a lover? Didn't you say it was to pick a gift for Brother Anthony and them?"
Belinda turned her head, saw her little brother's astonished expression, couldn't help but look around, relieved that no one was paying attention to them.
At this moment, she realized that she had inadvertently revealed something.
"I was just asking," she casually found an excuse, thinking her 12-year-old brother should be easy to fool.
Then, she turned her head again to look at the lady at the counter.
The lady at the counter smiled, as if she saw right through her little thoughts.
