The Cherished Wife

Rowena, as quick as ever, spun around to face the shop assistant who had just spoken up. "Sir, you're a real charmer. I have to have this outfit. I'll take it in a size S! Wrap it up for me, please." Rowena was nothing if not spirited. Winter cut in once more, "But I spotted it first."

"Did you pay for it already?" Rowena quirked an eyebrow, flipped through the catalog a bit more, and pointed out several more outfits. "Pack these up for me too. I'm feeling generous today. It's New Year's, after all. I'd better treat myself a little." Winter's expression soured. The outfits Rowena had nonchalantly chosen were the exact ones Emilia's friends had been eyeing.

The shop assistant, spotting a sale, was quick to respond, "I'll get them wrapped up right away. Will you take them all in size S?"

Rowena nodded affirmatively. "Of course. We're super fit, so we'll take your smallest size!" She glanced over at the group of well-to-do ladies behind Winter. "Ladies, you don't have to worry about a size mix-up. But I must say, these styles are pretty hip-you all must be young at heart!"

Teresa burst into giggles, quickly muffled by Noelle's hand. However, even Noelle's lips curled into a sneaky smile. The clerk, eager to finish the transaction, asked, "Will that be card or cash, miss?"

twinge of regret. Saint Di's fashion was pretty expensive, and she was only splurging to show off. There went her hard-earned cash from months of hustling with

Rowena extended her card, Noelle intercepted her. With a warm smile, Noelle presented her own card

at the sight of Noelle's card. He opened his mouth to speak, but Noelle's head shake cut him off. "Just swipe it," she

complied. "Anything else I can

glances, both puzzled and impressed by the power of

she wanted, Winter felt a sting of jealousy.

it? Why'd you pay for it yourself? These clothes aren't exactly cheap, and with what you make..." Winter trailed off, her