Garwood didn't explain but laughed, "As long as it can vent your spleen, Mr. Sterling could even buy a whole mall for you if he likes, let alone some shoes."
Money talks. Alessa sighed and looked at the shoeboxes piled up in the car: "But I can't wear so many shoes, and most of them are not suitable for me. Too wasteful! "
"Mr. Sterling said that you can do whatever you want with these shoes," Garwood continued, “If they don’t suit you, you can just throw them away.”
Throw them away? What a waste! Alessa moved her eyes, "did he say that I could feel free to dispose of these shoes?"
"Yes."
Alessa thought about it and climbed into the car. "Okay, let's go."
More than half an hour later, the car stopped at the Mission of Hope Orphanage.
Alessa only kept the capeskin ankle boots that sh
