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    By this time, Marlowe had already fastened the brooch onto her dress—she truly seemed to love it.


    The onlookers noticed and began praising how well itplemented her overall poise and elegance.


    Of course, only some of the praise was genuine, while others were clearly trying to curry favor.


    Suddenly, a mocking chuckle cut through the atmosphere.


    “Ms. Gilbert, are you working for Yusip Twasto now?” The voice sneered. “Trying to promote their stuff and rake in somemission? That brand’s barely known—definitely not good enough for someone like Miss Cortez. If you’re looking to make a few bucks, this isn’t the ce to show off.”


    Ste turned calmly to see the speaker—a woman with long ck hair and perfectly straight bangs that framed her face in a princess cut, giving her an oddly sullen look.


    Squinting ever so slightly, she recognized her.


    It was Yvette Harvey—Haley’s close friend.


    Clearly, she was taking the chance to throw shade, likely on Haley’s behalf.


    With a raised brow and steady tone, Ste replied, “You’re calling me a promoter—do you have any proof? I only mentioned the brand after someone expressed interest in the design. If that’s considered promotion, then all the big brands around the world must owe a fortune inmissions.”


    Yvette froze for a second, looking momentarily thrown off.


    At that moment, Reba strolled over in a soft blue gown, poised as ever.


    “Marlowe, do you like Yusip Twasto?” Reba chimed in sweetly. “I actually know the designer personally. If anything catches your eye, let me know! Unlike others who only manage to buy a single item, I can easily get you the full collection.”


    Yvette quickly added with a smirk, “Exactly! Gifting a brooch and making a show out of it—who does that? It’s probably the cheapest piece from their line. Miss Cortez, don’t let her fool you. She acts innocent, but I’m sure she just did some online homework to say all the right things.”


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    Yvette wore a smug expression, clearly proud of herself for scoring a few verbal points. Ste, on the other hand, found it ridiculous.


    Her voice stayed calm, but her words carried a sharp edge. “Miss Harvey, I get that you and Haley are close, but does that mean you’ve lost all sense of right and wrong? Or do you honestly believe being a homewrecker is something to be proud of?”


    Reba had barely interacted with Yvette in the past. She had only stepped in because she didn’t particrly like Sylvia. But hearing the word “homewrecker” left her stunned. That was something she absolutely despised. Her expression darkened, and without saying a word, she quietly distanced herself from Yvette.


    Yvette caught sight of Reba stepping away, and panic instantly gripped her. “Ms. Watson, I… I didn’t mean it like that… I wasn’t thinking clearly…”


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