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Roscoe examined her and, fortunately, found that the clothing was durable and that the wound was not too serious. He then applied disinfectant before carefully bandaging her with gauze.

"I have to shower," Nicole said. She was covered in dirt from head to toe.

Despite the impact of the fall from the motorcycle, his specially made leather jacket mitigated the severity of his injuries, sparing him anything too serious.

Aside from suffering mild numbness all over her body and a wound on her arm, Nicole was lucky to not suffer any major injuries.

"Very well, but be careful not to get your arm wet," Roscoe warned him.

Nicole went upstairs.

In this modest villa, her grandparents' bedrooms were on the ground floor, while two bedrooms were reserved upstairs for the comfort of Wesson, Dora, and young Nicole.

Entering the room that once housed her childhood memories, Nicole was overcome with conflicting emotions.

The room had been meticulously cared for, and upon opening the closet, she was surprised at what she found. The closet was overflowing with clothes, all impeccable and with the labels on.

The wooden door made a slight creak as it opened.

Nicole looked away and saw Roscoe leaning against the doorframe, his hand casually stuffed into his pocket. His corpulence and long legs attracted attention.

Noticing her astonishment, a subtle blush adorned Roscoe's features, and he explained: "During my business trips, whenever I found something appropriate for you, I bought it."

Over time, the closet reached its capacity, overflowing with an abundance of clothes.

Nicole carefully looked at the clothes, each with the emblem of luxury brands, whose value ranged from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

Roscoe, on the other hand, was not inclined towards designer clothing.

His usual attire consisted of suits and shirts from select brands, the prices of which ranged from a few thousand to tens of thousands. He was fully aware that she would not be wearing those clothes, but he remained firm in his decision to buy them.

Perhaps it was due to her triumphant obtaining of those documents, which left her very encouraged. Or maybe it was the relief that washed over her after having narrowly escaped danger. Nicole joked with playful humor, "Roscoe, if I ever found myself short of funds in the future, I could just sell these clothes and enjoy a comfortable lifestyle for a few years."

Even with a 30% discount, the timeless designs of these high-end garments would certainly attract a crowd eager to purchase them.

Roscoe gave a warm chuckle and added reassuringly, “Don't worry about it.

“I have the skills to support you and Austin.”

Hearing these words, Nicole fell into silence. Roscoe constantly demonstrated selflessness, always prioritizing Austin's well-being without hidden agendas.

A silence took over the atmosphere for a brief moment.

The topic was so profound that it left one speechless.

“Please put this on,” Roscoe broke the silence and offered clothes to Nicole.

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