Why is she even pretending? Does she think her intentions aren’t obvious to me?

“You—”

Jennifer was livid.

“What about me? Am I not speaking the truth?”

The gall she has to try and lecture me! Who does she think she is? What gives her the right to spew such nonsense at me?

“You’re utterly shameless.”

“It’s none of your f*cking business!” Sophie cussed.

“Stop trying to act holy in front of me. I’ve seen plenty of your type!” Sophie sniped back.

Right then, Ysabelle emerged from the changing room and walked up to Sophie.

“Sophie, do you think this dress suits me?” She liked the outfit but wanted a second opinion on whether she looked good in it.

“Ysabelle, you look great in it, as it brings out your charm.”

Jennifer preempted Sophie’s reply, rendering Ysabelle speechless.

Since when did I ask for her opinion? She’s such a busybody!

“It looks really good on you. Since you like it, why don’t I buy it for you?” Jennifer intended to pay for it.

From her perspective, building a good relationship with other girls was just a matter of giving them presents.

Instead, Ysabelle responded with a frown.

“Ms. Whitley, you should mind your own business. We’ll buy whatever we want, as the Lombard family has no problems affording something as trivial as this!”

“Try something else! This dress makes you look old.” She’s only nineteen. The color doesn’t suit her age.

“Okay.”

Ysabelle had already felt weird wearing the dress. Hence, Sophie’s words further cemented her apprehension toward it.

it’s such a

so much, shall I buy it for

that Ysabelle was upset, Jennifer

the changing room,

go against me just because I said it looked good, am

should I be bothered on her account? “Anyway, I have to remind you that Tristan is mine, and I’m not going to allow anyone else to wrest him

you the right? Do you

just because you have the support of the

“You’re welcome to try!”

approve of a girl like her. Her efforts

case, you’ll have to eat your own words soon.” She’s such a

the changing room, Ysabelle

right now, let’s take a break. I’m exhausted after shopping for

“Sure!”

have

brows furrowed at Jennifer’s refusal to

you not obvious enough? Do you think

decided

Jennifer was

“Let’s go.”

second

were gone, Jennifer smashed everything in the shop hysterically, to the extent of paying millions in compensation before she was

milkshake bar, Ysabelle bought some cake

woman. Women who are jealous

make me nauseous.” To have the cheek to accuse me of being improper? Who does she think she is to judge me from her

noticed the

see the hickey on your neck!” With a lecherous glint in her eyes, Ysabelle questioned, “Come

stumped for

everyone so sensitive to hickeys? It’s not like I’m flaunting it

to whether both of you have done it?” Even though

“No!”

can hold

you? Enough about

straight to the Lombard

“You’re welcome to try!”

way Old Mr. Lombard would approve of a

William received her in

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