The next day, after I finished delivering the meals and returned home, I found the wardrobe already filled to the brim.
"Do you like these clothes? If you don't, we can always exchange them!" Karen said enthusiastically as she pulled me toward the wardrobe, beaming at the full rack of clothes.
Her excitement made me feel a bit undeserving. Just by helping Byron study, I could earn two hundred thousand a month, and now she was giving me so many clothes. I felt a bit guilty.
Although the tags on the clothes had already been cut off, I could tell from their styles and textures that they were all luxury items, far beyond what I could afford.
"Mrs. Crowe, you really don't need to buy me clothes. It's too extravagant," I quickly declined.
"Oh, what's the big deal? You've helped us so much,
