After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 He Was Strikingly Good-looking!

Hannah struggled to break free from Oscar's hands.
Oscar was so strong that she couldn't move at all.
She lowered her voice and said between her clenched teeth, "Oscar, what do you want?"
"Help me choose one." Oscar said.
Hannah frowned, "Haven't you already chosen the one?"
"When?" Oscar asked rhetorically.
She finally knew how a man could lie so calmly.
The staff was standing in front of him with all the suits he had chosen. But when they heard Oscar's words, they disappeared in their sights quickly.
Hannah felt sorry for the staff at that moment.
"What's your type?" Hannah was trying to ask calmly.
She really didn't want to waste time with this guy.
When she left from the Light Building, it was already a little later than expected.
"You're my type." Oscar replied and he smile brightly.
Theodore couldn't take it anymore next to them. He said, "Can you get a room? A single man is standing here. Leave me alone."
Hearing it, Hannah blushed.
She retorted, "You're single?"
"I haven't married."
"You have so many sexual partners. Don't you feel embarrassing when you said you are single?" said Hannah.
Theodore was a typical playboy. He had countless women. In short, he was the same as Oscar.
No wonder they two were best friends.
"I don't have feeling for them." Theodore said it convincingly.
Hannah tried to ignore him as she thought it would waste her time to argue with this man.
Anyway, there would also be a woman who would be a sheer torture fro him in a few years.
She turned to look at Oscar, "Let go of me. I'll help you choose the suit."
"Okay." Oscar let go of her with a look of anticipation.
Hannah felt kind of nervous when she accepted his "requirement" as if she was afraid to fail while bearing others' expectations.
It was the feeling that others gave you too much hope and then you would worry that you couldn't do it well.
Hannah realized that Oscar was very good at dealing with women.
She would instinctively follow his steps.
Now she tried to keep composed and pay attention to choosing carefully.
"This one." Hannah pointed to a dark gray suit and spoke.
"Mrs Wells, you really have a good taste. This is the most popular one of our designers this season. But there are still few people wearing it because its style is too trendy, and only some celebrities got this suit. But in fact, this set will be a good fit of your outstanding husband. Here is the look book of the model." With that, the staff enthusiastically showed the photos of a fashion week on the tablet.
Hannah glanced at it.
She said bluntly, "Oscar will be more handsome than him."
It was not merely a compliment to Oscar but her intuition to the chic. Hannah could determine almost at a glance what style would suitable for what kind of person.
The clothes she matched for Charles in her previous life were repeatedly praised by the media, saying that Charles had the best taste of clothes in Kensbury City.
Thinking of all the efforts she had made to Charles, she felt so regretful and disgusting!
"Thank you, Ms Wells." Oscar's voice seemed to brim with happiness.
Hannah rolled her eyes at him and ignored his words.
She knew well what he was thinking about. This man must get cocky when flattered by her.
The staff chimed in, "Mr Wells is the most handsome man in Kensbury City. Of course, he looks good in everything. Please give me a second, I'll go and get your suit right away."
Oscar nodded slightly.
And he looked back at Hannah, "You help me choose the suit, so can I help you choose the dress too?"
"No. I can do it myself." Hannah refused.
She believed Oscar but she had been shocked by her wedding dress before.
So she would rather listen to herself this time.
Oscar didn't force her. He accompanied her to choose the dress.
Theodore was really speechless next to them.
Couldn't they stop to be so clingy? Theodore felt a little offensive by them.
"Mr Wells, your suit has been prepared. Please go to the dressing room. Our staff will help you put it on." The staff respectfully stepped forward.
Oscar nodded slightly.
He followed the staff and left.
When he left, Hannah had actually already chosen her dress. She waited for a while, and then the staff accompanied her to the dressing room to change the dress.
When she just walked in, she saw Janet out.
They two were facing each other.
Hannah knew that it was impossible to become friends with Janet. Now, they were even hostile, so she would not hypocritically take the initiative to say hello to her. She just walked past by Janet.
"Hannah." Janet suddenly stopped and called back to her.
Hannah also stopped.
"I broke up with Thomas."
Hannah frowned slightly, then she smiled, "That's your own business. You don't need to report to me specially."
"I'm reporting to you? Are you kidding?" Janet pulled down her face and continued, "I'm just telling you that I'm single now, and I have the right to pursue my love."
"You're single but it doesn't mean someone else is single. It's not good to be a mistress. You'd better think twice."
"Hannah!" Hearing her words, Janet was so mad.
Hannah walked away directly.
She didn't want to talk with Janet at all.
Besides, turning around and leaving after pissing someone off was the coolest in a quarrel.
Hannah went into the dressing room and put on the dress.
When she finished and went out, Oscar had also been dressed up well.
He was standing in front of the mirror at the moment, wearing a dark gray double-breasted suit with elegant side splits. The placket of the suit was decorated with slightly mottled white shell buckles, which was somewhat unusual and unique, clearly with a sense of stoic disposition. The style was popular now and even in the following years. A pair of perfectly tailored trousers appropriately wrapped his strong legs, making him look slender and straight, which was noble and restrained.
Oscar's appearance and temperament could satisfy the fantasies of all women.
Hannah just looked at Oscar and around him. All the staff were gawking at him. The adoring look in Janet's eyes for Oscar was unconcealed.
"Look good?" Oscar's eyes turned slightly.
His gaze seemed to be just on Hannah.
Just no matter the time, Hannah always felt that when she looked at him, he must be looking at her.
Facing his sincere eyes at this moment, Hannah felt a little nervous.
She said, "Yes."
He was strikingly good-looking.