?Chapter 598:


    If there was one thing Zoie despised, it was being called a mistress. If it weren’t for Joseph, she never would’ve ended up with Lawrence in the first ce! Lawrence had begged to marry her. She wasn’t some pathetic home wrecker!


    Zoie’s face tensed, but she forced out the words. “I don’t have any other cards on me. Just send the bag to Plum Mansion—I’ll pay for it there.”


    Not wanting to waste another second in this wretched ce, Zoie snatched Hannah’s arm and stormed off.


    Zachary knew better than to cause a scene with a member of the Spencer family, so he let it go.


    Elena figured that if Zoie wanted the bag, then her mother, Jolie, probably wouldn’t be interested in it anyway.


    Elena had actuallye to the store to find a gift for Jolie. But after searching for a while and finding nothing that caught her eye, she decided to head back to Hillside Manor. The drama from earlier didn’t faze her in the slightest.


    That night, a massive delivery truck pulled up at the Harper family estate, packed with luxury bags.


    The collection was incredible—every color, every design, every brand imaginable.


    The Harper family’s butler stared in shock. “Felix, what is all this?”


    Felix, busy giving orders to the delivery crew, responded with a polite smile, “These are gifts from Mr. Spencer for Miss Harper. Is she home?”


    Without wasting a second, the butler rushed upstairs to inform Elena.


    When Elena stepped into the living room, she was met with an overwhelming sight—expensive handbags stacked everywhere. It was just like the time Alexander and Jolie had spoiled her with extravagant gifts in the past.


    Felix smiled as he addressed her, “Miss Harper, these are limited-edition pieces, flown in from all over the world overnight. Mr. Spencer said you can take your pick and use them however you like.”


    A quick look told Elena that these bags came from at least a dozen high-end brands, each with multiple designs. Each of these bags was worth at least a million, making the total collection worth over fifty million.


    Elena’s brows knitted together. “Why is Wesley sending me all these bags?”


    Felix gave her a knowing smile. “Maybe you should ask Mr. Spencer that yourself.”


    Barely able to hide his excitement, Felix stood there grinning. Finally, Wesley had made a move. The moment Wesley heard about what happened at Uchison Mall, he wasted no time. He ordered his people to track down and collect limited-edition handbags from across the globe, ensuring they arrived at the Harper family estate overnight—all for Elena.


    The rtionship Felix had been silently rooting for was finally moving forward. After making sure all the bags were inside the Harper family estate, Felix and his team took their leave.


    The butler nced around at the mountain of handbags, lookingpletely lost. “Miss Harper, what are we supposed to do with all these?”


    The butler didn’t dare do anything without Elena’s orders since each bag probably cost more than his entire yearly paycheck. Elena instructed, “Take them all up to the third floor.” She headed upstairs and dialed Wesley’s number.


    As soon as the call connected, Wesley’s deep, smooth voice filled the line. “Got the bags?”


    Elena didn’t beat around the bush. “Why’d you suddenly send me so many bags?” It wasn’t like she needed more. Her closet already had a whole wall full of bags—most of them gifts from Alexander and Jolie. She hardly ever used handbags. Most of the time, she just carried a ck backpack. With herptop always on her, a backpack was easier—more space, less hassle.


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