River had forgotten that he and Rosalie were enemies for a moment.

“River.”

Rosalie called out to him.

She said, “Can you try on this set of clothes? I want to see how it looks on you.”

River walked over with Callia in his arms. He said, “I have good proportions. Everything looks good on me.”

“I know you have a great body and look good in everything. I’m buying this for my brother, but I don’t know how it looks on an actual person. Since you and Damian are of similar size, I can imagine how the clothes will look on him if you try them on.”

River was unhappy but did not express it. He replied, “You can simply hold the clothes up in front of me.”

Why did he have to try on clothes that were not meant for him?

It would not matter whether the clothes looked good on him or not; Rosalie was not buying them for him anyway.

“It doesn’t work for me. Just try it on. If it looks good, I’ll buy a new set for Damian.”

The one she took was a sample.

River said, “Have you considered my feel