"Okay. Can you take it off the mannequin and let me take a look?" inquired Larissa."I said it costs 130 thousand dollars.""I hear you. What's the problem?" Larissa was confused."So, why do you want to check it out? You know how expensive it is. What if you ruined the fabric? You won't be able to pay for it."Larissa was surprised. "You want business, don't you? What makes you think that I can't afford it?""Oh, come on." The salesperson folded her arms impatiently. "Look at you. You're a poor high-schooler. Don't pretend to be who you aren't."She then assessed Larissa's appearance. "You have a pretty face. So, I bet you just want to take some pictures with expensive clothes. You'll post them online to make yourself look rich. "Next, you'll catfish some sugar daddies and whore yourself out to them. Go home, kiddo. You've disappointed your parents enough.""Excuse me?" Larissa was mad now. "Who is the manager here? I need to lodge a complaint.""Ha! You're too poor to be
"Okey-dokey!" Larissa tilted her head to the side. She now had permission to dress Ambrose up. Yay!"By card, please." Larissa whipped out her black card."No need for that." The chubby man bowed. "This is a gift to Mr. Hamilton."Larissa did not relent. She slapped the card on the desk and said, "Use my card. I want to buy it for him."The man wanted to refuse Larissa, but Ambrose's murderous glare stopped him. He looked at Ambrose, who was now back in his wheelchair. Ah. The portly man came to a realization—Ambrose liked that woman."Sure. No problem." The man then let Larissa sign the receipt. "This is your receipt. Come again next time.""Let's go, Mister." With the receipt in her hands, Larissa jogged toward Ambrose."Anyway." Ambrose tried to sound casual. "You mentioned a banquet tomorrow? Have you bought a dress for yourself?"Larissa brandished the shopping bag in her hands. She even took out the dress to show Ambrose how hideous it was. "My mom wouldn't buy me
"Your dad gave me 50 thousand dollars to buy dresses for you two. As for Charmaine's stylist, I'm paying him out of my own pocket. 300 dollars is all I can give you now. "Larissa, learn to be grateful. Charmaine is better than you in every regard. You should be like her."Larissa accepted the money and blocked Penelope on Whatsapp again."We're not a rich family. Yet you spent 50 thousand dollars to get Charmaine a stylist. You're just spoiling her. I'll tell Dad how unfair you are!" Larissa decided to go back to her room."Wait!" Penelope yelled. "Aren't you supposed to get your hair done?""What can 300 dollars get me? Nothing! I'll just tie my hair into a ponytail."The disrespect! If given the chance, Penelope would smack Larissa to get her money back. Alas, Caleb was still there. Plus, Penelope didn't want to make a fool of herself. In fact, ever since Larissa gave them the two million dollars, she began doing all sorts of weird things. She either asked for money or u
Isaac Martinez glanced at Caleb indifferently. "Yes. Who are you?"Caleb approached him as a fan. His cheeks turned crimson due to excitement. The snobbish attitude toward the Solaces faded at that instant. He even stammered, "Mr. Martinez, I-I'm a fan! I love your makeup style. No matter how many times I watch your Youtube tutorial videos, I can never grow bored of them. Can I get your autograph?" Was that Isaac Martinez?Isaac Martinez, who became famous 20 years ago? The legendary Isaac in the cosmetic industry?Even people who didn't know much about cosmetics would've heard his name before. Getting an appointment with him could take more than a year.Despite that, the A-list female celebrities were willing to wait that long so that he could style them.In the face of Caleb's fanatic reaction, Isaac merely waved his hand. "Let's talk about that later. I have to tend to my client first.""Sure! I have lots of questions to ask." Caleb's face lit up.Charmaine and Pe
Larissa walked into the ballroom with steady steps. Her actions and smile exuded inherent sophisticated grace. The commotion dipped into silence at that instant. All eyes were fixated on her. Her beauty put everyone in a trance. A minute later, the guests finally began gushing about her identity.Penelope's face fell. She pulled Larissa to a corner, saying, "Look at you drawing attention wherever you go. Is this what I taught you? If you keep standing out while wearing such flamboyant clothes, how would others see us?"Larissa spread her hands. "I can't help it. I was born gorgeous."There were watchful eyes, so Penelope suppressed her anger and lowered her voice. "Today's party is of utmost importance. Don't mess it up, or I'll show up what 'messed up' really means. Behave and stop talking to random strangers. "Charmaine can't drink too much. If someone wants to toast with her, help her take it. If someone's being touchy with her, you should protect her. Be sensib
"Madam is not in the ballroom. She's in the garden. She … doesn't look well." Owen found it difficult to reply to that question. Ambrose maneuvered the wheelchair in another direction wordlessly.Larissa hugged her knees under the tree, curling into a ball. She rested her chin on her arm. She tightened her arms in an attempt to keep herself warm. Her emotions made her eyes turn red.At this moment, the sound of a wheelchair approached her.Confused, she raised her head. Someone held her hands as her dress spread over the ground along her waistline.Her legs felt numb because she had been crouching for a long time. Suddenly, someone pulled her into an embrace.A familiar scent wafted into her nose. She looked up in a daze and called unconsciously, "Mister …""Sorry for keeping you waiting." Ambrose's low voice resounded, followed by a faint sigh. It took her a while to return to her senses. Resting against his chest, Larissa could hear his steady heartbeat. She slowly cle
Owen couldn't even care less about mentioning Charmaine's name. "The way you mix the truth with lies worries Mr. Hamilton. "He's doubting the Solace family's capability to make the project work. Thus, the collaboration is off." He turned away without looking back.A pale-faced Ethan flopped to the floor.Wasn't Larissa just a janitor at Hamilton Group? How did she impress Mr. Hamilton?"Had he known that Larissa was the person that impressed Ambrose, he wouldn't have credited the merits to Charmaine in public. Charmaine's complexion was equally pale. She was humiliated.The gazes cast upon her were teeming with disdain and contempt. She became the laughingstock among the capable youngsters in Ambrollum City.Penelope, who couldn't comprehend the situation yet, said softly, "Is it necessary to go that far? It's not like Charmaine took the credit from Larissa on purpose."Ethan returned to his senses and slapped her, roaring, "I've told you to treat our daughters equal
Larissa was getting ready to go home after dinner. Ambrose reminded her, "It's getting cold. You should get changed before returning home."She scratched her head. "But I didn't bring any extra clothes." "I have them prepared." He led her to the cloakroom, where lines of new clothes were of her size.There were shirts, dresses, pants, shoes, bags, hats, and other accessories. On top of that, every single one of them was limited edition.Rich people were indeed big spenders. Larissa jumped excitedly at the sight of the new clothes. "Mister, did you buy all of them for me?""Go ahead and pick the ones you like."She rushed into the cloakroom. "This is pretty. This looks good too!" Ambrose smiled while shaking his head and left the room like a gentleman. After getting changed, Larissa came out of the cloakroom happily.He looked at her, frowning. "Why aren't you wearing long johns? I remember I bought some. You should wear a pair."She made up an excuse. "I don't feel cold