Before he had finished talking, Clint frowned and interrupted him. “She’s my wife.”

Deck had been astonished by that, a look of pure shock etched on his face. “When did you get married?”

“Today.”

“It’s no wonder that you have always customized clothes at that store. It turns out the owner is your wife.” He had suddenly realized.

Coming back to the present, Deck was not a gossip man, especially when it came to the private affairs of his own boss. He did not intend to divulge any secrets.

Clint did not try to answer Selene’s question. He only smiled. “It was you who wanted to fight for it, so...