NovelEnglishChapter 886: "Yes," Jenesis nodded, looking impressed. "What you see is just a fraction of their wealth. They have much more hidden." At that moment, Camille's expression changed slightly as she recalled the domineering young woman from the jewelry store, who now seemed inexplicably linked to this conversation.
The next morning, Jenesis had chosen a gown for Carrie, but the waist was slightly loose, so it had been sent for alteration. Early that morning, Jenesis called, asking Carrie to cin and try it on.
Since everyone was busy, Carrie headed to the mall alone. As she stepped out of her car, she noticed a well- dressed couple standing by the curb, burdened with several luxury shopping bags. They appeared to be waiting for a car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTheir clothing bore no obvious logos, but Carrie recognized the pieces immediately-custom designs from exclusive VIP-only luxury brands. Even among wealthy elites, these items were difficult to acquire. The next second, one of their bags split open, sending oranges rolling across the pavement.
Carrie's eyes flicked to the packaging-imported oranges from Mothor's most exclusive grocer, each costing hundreds of dollars.
The Morrison family only ever bought them in limited quantities for fine dining, treating them as rare delicacies. Yet this couple? They had an entire bag filled with them.
Truly, there was always someone wealthier.
Pushing aside her thoughts, Carrie stepped forward to help pick up the scattered fruit.
But after gathering two, she hesitated-placing them back in the couple's remaining shopping bags felt inappropriate. Expensive clothing and sticky fruit juice weren't a good combination.
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Out of habit, the man reached for his wallet, intending to tip her—but Carrie was already walking toward the mall entrance, her figure disappearing into the bustling crowd.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe couple exchanged glances before looking down at the bag of oranges.
The man chuckled. "When did we start accepting help from strangers?" The woman's eyes lingered on where Carrie had gone, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. "It's strange, isn't it?" she murmured. "Like we... know her. There's something familiar about her, something that makes you feel naturally drawn to her."
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Carrie entered the high-end store, where the designer greeted her with a warm smile, "Ms. Campbell, the dress has been amended. Letbring it out for you."
Just as the designer retrieved the gown, a familiar voice cut through the air sharp, insistent. "I want this gown."
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