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    Lilith’s frustration simmered, and Brenna’s support gave her an extra boost of confidence. Sure, the Higgins family had more money than the Richardson family, butpared to the Harper family, they didn’t evene close. Whitney was foolish for daring to mock her.


    “Tell me, does your mother hang around with people like that? I didn’t think so,” Lilith said, feeling bolder than ever.


    Whitney froze, her mouth hanging open. She hadn’t expected Lilith to push back. She had been certain that Lilith would shrink back in embarrassment. “You really have no shame. How can you stand there and brag about being a gold-digger?” Whitney shot back.


    Lilith rose from her seat, eyeing Whitney from head to toe. “Call me whatever you want, but the truth is, I’ve got the looks, the style, and the confidence to hold my own. That’s why I attract a man with money. Can you honestly say the same about yourself?”


    Brenna shed her a thumbs-up, silently urging Lilith to teach Whitney a lesson. With a smirk, Lilith continued, “Take a hard look in the mirror. Even if rich men lined up around the block, not a single one would bother with you. There’s nothing special about your looks, no curves to catch anyone’s eye, and worst of all, you run your mouth without a hint of charm. Who’d want someone like you?”


    Whitney touched her face and nced down at her chest, her cheeks flushing with anger. She snapped at Lilith, “How can you say things like that? Chasing after money isn’t exactly something to be proud of! Does it really make you better than everyone else? You’re just being a bully!”


    Tears pooled in Whitney’s eyes as she lifted her hand, ready to p Lilith across the face.


    Libby stepped in without hesitation, grabbing Whitney’s wrist in a firm grip. Her expression was icy, and the look she gave Whitney was enough to freeze her in ce. “Don’t ask for trouble.”


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    Startled by Libby’s stern warning, Whitney quickly withdrew her hand.


    Lilith just grinned, sticking her tongue out. “Actually, I do think it’s something to brag about.”


    Sylvie observed the whole scene quietly, unbothered by the drama. When it looked like Whitney was about to break down in tears, Sylvie gently took her hand. “That’s enough. Let’s not make things worse.”


    Turning to Brenna, Sylvie’s patience snapped. “Don’t get cocky, Brenna. Sooner orter, you’ll pay for all of this. Mark my words, one day, I’ll have you begging for forgiveness! My family nearly lost everything because of you. I won’t forget that.”<fn4c3d> For more chapters visit Find★Novel</fn4c3d>


    Brenna gave a light, dismissiveugh. “If you’re really so tough, then why not do something about it now? How long are you nning to wait to seek revenge? Until you’re old and gray? Please. Even in twenty years, your family won’t be in my league.”


    Sylvie’s hands balled into fists, her nails digging so deep into her palms that it hurt. She felt the sting of humiliation. “Don’t underestimate me! You’ve got some money, but so what? If you’re really that amazing… you…”


    She nced around, suddenly realizing she had nothing that could measure up to Brenna.


    Her gaze thennded on a table lined with drinks, and a spark of inspiration hit. “Alright then, how about a drinking contest? First one to get drunk has to apologize and steer clear of the winner from now on. Think you can handle that?” Sylvie wasn’t exactly a heavy drinker, but she doubted Brenna could hold her liquor.


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