Chapter 58

• Claire's POV
• I adjusted the black shades over my eyes and stepped out of the car. Today was for business—not boardrooms and formal meetings, but fashion. I needed new clothes. Business attire. A couple of exclusive gowns. Maybe something daring for whatever high-society event I’d get dragged to next.
• The boutique was nestled in the heart of the city—elite, expensive, and invitation-only. Of course, I had one. The moment I walked in, the scent of fresh leather, perfume, and polished wood surrounded me. Designer pieces lined the walls, and mannequins stood elegantly poised like living art.