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    At the mall, Zoie linked arms with her niece, Hannah Perez, as they stepped into a high-end boutique.


    Zoie kept ranting about Wesley. “If it weren’t for him, Theo wouldn’t have been forced to go to Tauledo, and we wouldn’t be stuck with this massive scandal. A child who grows up without proper guidance never learns manners. Wesley is exactly that—born, but never raised right.”


    Deep down, Hannah admired Wesley, but she knew better than to disagree with Zoie.


    Trying to calm her, Hannah said, “Don’t stress over this, Zoie. It’s not worth affecting your health.”


    “How can I not be angry?” Zoie snapped, her frustration ring at the mere mention of Wesley.


    Smoothly shifting the conversation, Hannah said, “The store manager called me earlier. The exclusive limited-edition bag you wanted just arrived.”


    “Really?” Zoie’s mood shifted instantly. “I’ve been wanting that bag forever! Lawrence finally agreed to get it for me.”


    Since Lawrence was out of work, he and Zoie depended entirely on the yearly dividends from the Spencer Group stocks. Unlike other rich wives, Zoie couldn’t afford an extravagant lifestyle.


    Excited to im her exclusive bag, Zoie hurried to the counter—only to find a young woman already holding it.


    Before Zoie could react, Hannah lifted her chin and sneered, “That’s an exclusive limited-edition bag. If you can’t afford it, don’t touch it. If you ruin it, you won’t be able to pay for the damage!”


    Hearing the remark, Elena turned around.


    Hannah scanned Elena from head to toe. Noticing Elena wasn’t even carrying a handbag, her expression turned scornful.


    In Hannah’s eyes, Elena didn’t belong in a ce like this, yet here she was, stepping into a high-end boutique.


    With a disdainful sigh, Hannah muttered, “They really let anyone walk in here these days. It’s ruining the whole shopping experience.”


    Hannah taunted, “Dressed in cheap imitations from head to toe, yet you dare to eye the limited-edition bags? What a joke. If you can’t afford them, don’t waste everyone’s time.”


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    Hannah was born in a small, impoverished vige, but she had always been ambitious, dreaming of marrying into wealth just like Zoie. Over the years, she had cozied up to Zoie, slowly molding herself to look and act like a wealthydy. She held the most disdain for people who dressed poorly. The moment she saw Elena’s in outfit, she assumed Elena was just an ordinary girl and immediately put on a smug, superior attitude.


    Elena set the limited-edition bag down and shot a cold look at Hannah and Zoie. “If you don’t want to be disturbed, why not reserve the entire store?” If they couldn’t afford that, they should stop making a fuss.


    “What did you just say?” Hannah certainly couldn’t afford to reserve the entire store, but that didn’t stop her from sneering at Elena. “You don’t even own a single designer item, yet you act like you’re rich. Coming here just makes you a joke.”


    Elena scoffed. “So, a designer logo makes someone rich, and theck of one makes them poor? You really have a narrow view of the world—you must have never seen true luxury.”


    “You!” Hannah’s face contorted with anger before she turned to Zoie, whining, “Zoie, did you hear that? How dare she talk to me like that?”


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