Chapter 33: One thing that never changed
’’Sir,’’ the staff greeted them.
’’Heels,’’ was all Maxim said before he led her towards a couch that was positioned in front of a mirror.
’’There are types and categories of heels,’’ Diana said to the man who was standing in front of her, ’’You can’t just say heels and expect them to understand what you want—’’
Her words were yet to finish before she saw different kinds of heels being displayed in front of her by the store staff.
She glanced at Maxim, who simply shrugged, ’’Variety,’’ the man said.
A small chuckle slipped her mouth.
As she looked at the heels, her gaze lingered on a pair of white stilettos. It had a chain ankle strap. It looked familiar for some reason.
"This one.’’
Diana snapped out of her reverie when she heard Maxim’s words.
And in the next moment, he knelt in front of her, holding the stilettos in his hand.
’’I can do it myself,’’ she pulled her feet back but he grabbed her ankles in time.