Jackson glanced at Caleb in disdain, and Caleb overheard a socialite nearby muttering, "Wow, he even looks good when he rolls his eyes!"

Caleb was speechless at that and had an urge to throw up. Jackson had merely rolled his eyes and these infatuated girls were making a big deal out of it?!

Just as Jackson removed his gloves, Caleb suddenly discovered something. He quickly snatched the gloves from Jackson's hand.

"Huh... these gloves seem to be hand-knitted, but the craftsmanship isn't that great," Caleb commented with a puzzled expression. "And the yarn, it looks like old yarn. Did some store scam you by selling you such gloves?"

"Who said I bought them?" Jackson replied nonchalantly.

Caleb's jaw dropped in disbelief. If he hadn’t bought them, then was it possible...

"Did someone knit them and give them to you?"

Jackson didn't answer, but his expression confirmed it.

Caleb felt his head spinning from the information. Someone had given them to Jackson? Considering Jackson's pe