Beautiful
Khan's sense of style had never improved. He was still clueless about clothes and their value, but he didn't fear Madam Solodrey's judgment. After all, her daughter was the true owner of Khan's wardrobe.
Monica had arranged Khan's clothes into sets, so he couldn't make mistakes. He quickly retrieved a black shirt, grey pants, and black shoes from his wardrobe before wearing them. In a minute, he left the bedroom to rejoin the two women.
"Is this acceptable?" Khan used Monica's words as soon as two pairs of eyes fell on him.
"Far from it," Madam Solodrey commented. "Teaching must not be my daughter's forte."
Monica showed a sweet smile to Khan before lowering her gaze. Some sadness seeped into her expression since her mother was taking it out on Khan. She didn't mind when the insults targeted her, but involving Khan in her problems always soured her feelings.