The First Heir

At this time, the rich guy who came with Clara suddenly spoke.

“Clara, is this Philip Clarke the worthless punk you mentioned to me before?” he said with disdain.

Clara chuckled and said, “Yes, Henley. ‘Who else can it be? A loser like him is an embarrassment wherever he goes! Forget it, I’m here to buy clothes today. I’m not in the mood to talk nonsense with you guys.”

After saying that, Clara stepped forward and pushed Philip away. Taking Henley’s arm, she walked into the clothing store coquettishly.

Philip’s heart was full of anger and he was about to explode when Wynn stopped him upon noticing it.

“Philip, let’s not cause trouble. Just put up with it and ignore her,” Wynn said. If not for the child in her stomach, she would not be tolerating Clara’s willful behavior.

In the next few minutes, whichever nice-looking clothes Clara set her eyes on, she would casually ask to get them in her size and told the attendant to wrap them up.

She neither asked for the price nor tried them on. The attendant almost went crazy with happiness!

This was a branded store and she would earn a ten percent commission for every garment sold. Clara had started choosing since she entered the door, picking out at least a dozen of different garments. With a blink of her eyes, Clara told her to wrap everything up. She would earn nearly 10,000 dollars in commission!

truly a rich

could buy clothes like Clara,

few garments and they did not even have the slightest intention

attendant’s contempt

can’t afford them. How pretentious…” the attendant muttered under her

could not hold back her

the attendant was getting impatient. It was understandable. Then, she took a dress that she had tried on for a long time and finally made up her mind. The price was 2,500 dollars. She brought it to the shop attendant and said with a smile, “Please wrap this up

speaking, Clara went forward and grabbed

to kneel on the ground

and did not show any intention of buying them, so the attendant did

flattering smile on her face, she said to

folded the dress and packed it up. Joy could not take

This dress was obviously taken by my friend first. Why are you selling it to her and

angrily. Then, she turned around, glared at Clara, and said, “Oh, I really wonder why someone is acting so pretentiously here. Buying so many clothes without trying them on just to show off…

smugly, “Can’t wear them? If I can’ t wear them, I’ll just throw them away. I buy clothes according to my mood. As long as

do you know it fits if you don’t try it on? I’m entitled to try on