Whit and Peacock looked at Hayden Bell with eyes still full of shock when they saw him stand up and say to the girl beside him, "There's no rush with work. I'll take you to the mall first. Besides clothes, we need to prepare daily necessities too. List anything else you want to get, and we'll pick them out one by one."
"Cough cough..." Whit couldn't hold back and choked on his own saliva, then quickly tried to contain himself upon receiving an unhappy glare from Hayden Bell.
After finishing, Hayden Bell still seemed unsatisfied and looked at the house they were living in now, "Crazy, didn't you say the company was having artists move to a better new district? Help me find out how to rent a place over there. Abigail isn't really accustomed to living in this courtyard; we should rent a better one, it'll be convenient for practicing singing as well."
