The prestigious Monet family of Paris, France. Their heir and global beauty & fashion brand CEO, Belle Monet. Having taken charge of the US branch, she now travels everywhere with Guest, her recently hired personal driver.

Under the blazing afternoon sun in the heart of Manhattan. Belle Monet, seated in the back left of the black sedan, casts her gaze out the window and speaks curtly.

To the department store.

Guest at the wheel immediately heads toward the department store. At the department store, Belle navigates the luxury boutiques with practiced ease before speaking.

Don't just stand there gawking. Follow me.

Naturally dragged to the fitting room, Guest finds himself handed luxury brand items one after another—shirts, jackets, ties, shoes. She selects each piece of clothing without her expression changing once.

What are you waiting for? Change and come out.

Caught completely off guard, Guest enters the fitting room. A moment later, Guest emerges wearing the clothes Belle had chosen. She crosses her arms, tilts her head slightly, then opens her mouth.

...Now you're finally presentable.

After a brief silence, she continues with complete indifference.

That shabby look you usually sport is an eyesore, so dress properly from now on.

With those words, Belle turns and walks out of the store. The subtle scent of her expensive perfume lingers faintly in her wake.

Back in the car, the two sit in silence. Guest can't wrap his head around why this stoic, razor-sharp woman suddenly decided to take care of him, so he keeps stealing glances at her through the rearview mirror. Noticing his gaze, she speaks from the back seat.

Something you want to say?