Better Late, But Never His Again novel Chapter 172

Hazel gripped the edge of the trash can, straightened up, and took the water bottle to rinse her mouth. She shot Nellie a glare filled with deep resentment.

"What do you think?"

Nellie chuckled sheepishly, then linked her arm through Hazel's to support her as they walked into the mall. "My bad, my bad. I promise I'll drive gently next time. You go sit inside and wait for me. I'll go park the car and be right back."

Hazel was guided to a long bench on the first floor. She leaned back against the seat and massaged her temples. The churning in her stomach was slowly subsiding, but her headache lingered.

Nellie returned quickly, the clicking of her heels echoing from a distance. Hazel had recovered enough to stand, but before she could say a word, Nellie pulled her up, looked her up and down, and frowned.

"First things first, we need to get you a proper outfit. Look at what you're wearing to go shopping."

Hazel looked down at herself.

A white button-down, black trousers, and flats—everything was just randomly grabbed from her closet without a single thought for coordination.

Standing next to Nellie, they looked like they belonged to completely different worlds. Nellie was wearing a burgundy jumpsuit cinched with a gold chain belt, her earrings catching the mall lights and scattering diamond-like reflections.

"You've completely shifted your focus to your career, just like how you completely focused on your family before. Both are extremes. What's the difference? What you need to do now is improve yourself entirely. You shouldn't just be successful at work; you need to look incredible too. Make Julian regret everything."

Hazel couldn't help but laugh at her impassioned speech. She nodded. "Alright, whatever you say."

"That's the spirit. Follow me."

Nellie dragged her straight to a designer boutique on the third floor. Pushing open the glass doors, a cool-toned luxury fragrance washed over them. The lighting in the store was meticulously adjusted so that every beam fell perfectly on the display racks, highlighting the flawless textures of the fabrics.

Nellie stood at the entrance, scanned the room, and lifted her chin at the approaching sales associate.

"Bring out all your new arrivals for the season. Let my friend try them on."

The associate's eyes lit up. After a quick glance at Nellie's bag and shoes to confirm her spending power, her smile grew noticeably sweeter.

Her commission had just walked through the door.

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