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.

such a

like it so much, shall I

upset,

returned to the changing room, leaving Sophie and

against me just because I said it

have to remind you that Tristan is mine, and I’m not going to allow

you really think

Do you think it’s impossible just because you have

“You’re welcome to try!”

would approve of a girl like her. Her efforts will be nothing

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

room, Ysabelle

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

“Sure!”

let’s have

furrowed at Jennifer’s refusal

Do you think I can stomach my food at

decided

was bereft of

“Let’s go.”

Jennifer a second

the shop hysterically, to the extent of paying millions in compensation before she

Ysabelle bought some cake and

such a disgusting woman. Women who are jealous of you are truly terrifying!” Ysabelle

accuse me of being

noticed the hickey

Uncle Tristan last night? You didn’t return to the condominium, did you? Also, I can clearly see the hickey on your

was stumped

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

have done it?” Even though she’s almost twenty, she still hasn’t lost her

“No!”

hold himself back.” This is truly

to you? Enough about

the Lombard residence after leaving the

“You’re welcome to try!”

way Old Mr. Lombard would approve of a girl like her. Her efforts will be

her in the living

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