Josie’s empathy received Leon’s profound gratitude.
Josie just waved her hand impatiemly.
Leon pulled Nylia away and left.
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Xylia had assumed that Leon would take her to a luxury boutique to select jewelry. Unexpectedly, he brought her to an antique shop instead
Xylia was puzzled. “Leon, why did you bring me here? Does my future sister–inw like these?”
Leon was looking <b>at </b>the items in the antique shop while nodding gently. “To my knowledge, she is very fond of antiques, paintings, ceramics, and things like that. Although I am not very familiar with these, I remember my grandfather collecting some when I was a child, so I came to take a look.”
Xylia said. “But I don’t understand these things. Since you know about them, why don’t you buy the gift yourself?
“Absolutely not!” Leon turned to Xylia, his expression stern. “Although you may not know much about. antiques, you certainly understand a woman’s thoughts. I’ll make my selection first, and after I’m done, you can help me take a look.”
Xylia could notprehend Leon’s train of thought.
But since she had alreadye, how could she possibly turn him down now?
She could only nod.
Leon walked over to the tea set and picked through it.
As for Xylia, she walked over to the jewelry section.
These pieces of jewelry were artifacts handed down from ancient times. While it was not feasible to wear them in public, they might be purchased as collectibles.
Moreover, many of these patterns were previously unknown to Xylia and were still quite novel to her.
She took out her mobile phone in preparation to take a photograph when a store clerk suddenly approached and said to Xylia, “Excuse me, miss, but photography is <b>not </b>permitted here.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t know.” Embarrassed, Xylia put away her phone.
A <b>mocking </b><bugh </b>sounded nearby. “Country bumpkin! Did you not see therge ‘No Photography‘ signs at the <b>shop </b>entrance?*
Xylia turned her head and immediately saw a man and a woman walking toward her, hand in hand.
The woman was dressed in a luxurious satin dress<b>, </b>adorned with rings, earrings, and bracelets made of pearls.
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Appearing to be in her fifties, she presented the image of a wealthy married woman.
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The man she was walking arm–in–arm with appeared to be rtively young, seemingly no more than twenty- five or twenty–six years old.
The man possessed striking good looks, yet his expression bore traces of malice.
After Nylia turned her head, he saw Xylia’s face and was momentarily stunned.
Subsequently, his voice of mockery grew louder. “I wondered who it was so it was you, Xylia Schultz.”
As he spoke, the man looked at the wealthydy and exined in a sycophantic manner, “Darling, do you remember what I told you before about the real and fake heiresses of the Schultz family in Jupiton? This is the fake heiress of the Schultz family, Xylia Schultz.”
The wealthydy, Marie Carter, regarded Xylia with an impassive gaze, her expression marked by unmistakable disdain. ‘She’s just a counterfeit; is there any reason I need to recognize her?”
Upon hearing Marie’s remarks, the man hurriedly and anxiously exined, “Of course, I’m not trying to introduce you or anything I’m just letting you know.
“She used to be my senior, and before the real heiress of the Schultz family came back, she was really something!
“She was a prominent figure at school, despite her poor academic performance and her bullying <b>of </b>ssmates. I previously saw online that the hit–and–run perpetrator who was widely discussed was her.”
The man, as if he had found an interesting topic of conversation, held the wealthydy’s arm and spoke without pause.
Xylia could not help but roll her eyes and say coldly. “Who are you? I don’t think we know each other.”
The man’s expression changed abruptly. “Xylia Schultz, do you not recognize me?”
Xylia asked, “Am I supposed to know you<b>?</b><b>” </b>
The <b>man </b>said, “We were in the same ballet club back then. Have you forgotten? I’m Zac Lawrence.”
Xylia sneered, “Why should I care who you are? I don’t know you, and I don’t want you making up rumors
about me.”
Zac looked at such a strong Xylia, and his eyes suddenly filled with tears.
He turned his head toward the richdy and acted in a cute, spoiled way. “Darling, look! She’s bullying me!”
Xylia pressed her lips together, her wide eyes fixed on the man acting yfully and the cold, wealthydy.
Thisbination was indeed novel to her.
The wealthydy finally spoke; her voice was benevolent yet carried a note of authority. “Miss, whether you are the real daughter of the Schultz family or not, you should apologize for having mistreated my
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sweetheart.”
Nylia was at a loss for words. “When did I ever bully him?”
“Are you refusing to apologize?” Marie released Zac’s hand and walked over to Xylia.
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She was about eight inches shorter than Xylia. <b>When </b>she looked up at Xylia, Xylia could see the faint wrinkles on her face.
Marie <b>asked </b>arrogantly, “Do you know who I am<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Xylia frowned. “And who are <b>you</b>?”
Marie sneered. “My husband is a shareholder of Sadler Group. If you offend me, I’ll <b>make </b>sure you pay for it!”
Xylia was stunned when she heard that.
She nced at Zac, then looked at Marie. “Ma’am, does your husband know you’re keeping a boyfriend?”
A trace of panic <b>and </b>vexation flickered in Marie’s eyes.
She seemed annoyed with herself for how she had brought up the matter about her husband.
Xylia said calmly. “Have you ever thought about what would happen if you offended me? I could go to the Sadler Group and make a scene, shouting that you’re keeping a pretty boy. Do you think your husband would be happy about that?”
“How dare you!” Marie finally became flustered.
She angrily pointed at Xylia’s nose and said fiercely. “I can make sure you can’t get out of this door <b>today</b>!”
Zac hurried forward and grabbed her. “Darling, that woman is so hateful! But we shouldn’t let her ruin our date, should we? Weren’t <b>you </b>going to buy me that painting I like? Let’s go take a look, shall we?”
When <b>Marie </b>revealed the fact that she was a married woman, Zac kept cursing her inwardly. ‘How could she be so stupid?
“<b>Now </b>that Xylia Schultz knows her husband is a shareholder of the Sadler Group, she must’ve already thought through every possible way to retaliate.
I’d better not provoke Xylia Schultz <b>any </b>
further.
Marie had already been provoked to anger by Xylia; there was no way she would be willing to leave now.
She fixed Xylia with a fierce re.
Xylia did not wish to continue arguing with them and prepared to leave, intending to look for Leon.
But <b>as </b>soon as she turned around, Marie kicked at her calf.
Marie, wearing stilettos, had her heelnd on Xylia’s calf. Xylia felt a sharp pain and fell forward.
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A porcin vase was ced a short distance ahead.
She identally knocked it down, and the porcin vase fell to the <b>floor </b>and shattered.
Fragments scattered in all directions as Zac pulled Maric aside.
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“That is the most expensive vase in our store!” The shop assistant let out a startled cry and hurriedly ran to get the manager.
A smile yed at the corners of Marie’s lips, her expression one of self–satisfaction, as she looked at Xylia. “Impostor heiress, this vase is <b>an </b>artifact dating back five centuries and is worth a million. Let’s see how you n to pay for it!”
Zac stood to the side with a look of someone enjoying the spectacle, watching Xylia’s embarrassed look.
Smiling, he said, “Xylia Schultz, how about you kneel and plead with me? Maybe I can help you pay for this vase. Think about it.”
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