Chapter 50 What qualifications do you have to intervene

As soon as she turned around, a hand clasped her shoulder. The dress she was trying on was off-the-shoulder, and when Emory Gilmore clasped her shoulders, the coolness of his palm spread to her body, and she shivered subconsciously. It wasn't cold, but she felt that his hands wrapped around her like a sticky poisonous snake, which made her feel disgusted from the bottom of her heart. Someone told her before that you must stay away from people you hate from the first sight. "What?" Cassie Jensen frowned indistinctly, reaching out and brushing his hand away. "Sorry, I was a little rude." Emory Gilmore let go of his hand and said apologetically, a gleam in his eyes hidden behind the glasses. He looked at the disgust in her eyes that he was trying to hide, and suddenly took a few steps closer to her, and stretched out his hand to twist her long black hair. Cassie Jensen frowned, subconsciously wantin