Chapter 62

Lilah frowned as she looked at the card. “Didn’t you just transfer fifty million to me?”

How much could coffee possibly cost?

Clara’s eyes lit up the moment she heard that Gabriel had just wired Lilah that much money—her whole face was basically saying, “I’m jealous AF.”

“Mr. Wallace really spoils Lilah, huh,” she murmured.

Even Violet looked stunned as she stared at Gabriel.

She’d known him for years. The man was infamous for being emotionally distant—caring wasn’t exactly part of his brand.

But the guy right in front of her, being all thoughtful and sweet, didn’t match the version of him she remembered.

“That was just pocket money. This card has no limit—swipe it as much as you like,” Gabriel replied casually. He nodded politely toward Clara, then left with Violet.

Lilah picked up the black card he’d left.

Fifty million as pocket money... was he worried that wasn’t enough?

She wasn’t even the shopping type. Money and card