In the Lap of Luxury

Celia heard Grace's voice and turned around slowly. "Oh, I see that the boutique's real owner is here."

Grace was calm as she snatched the bag from Celia's hand. She scanned it with her phone.

"The official website's scanner shows that it's authentic. What do you have to say?"

Emily took Grace's arm. "She's doing it on purpose. She just wants to make trouble. I already scanned it earlier."

Celia crossed her arms over her chest and said arrogantly, "Then, it must be damaged because you didn't store it properly. I'm not going to accept this bag. You must give me a full refund."

"You're shameless!" Emily was so angry that her scalp prickled. She tried to push past Grace.

Grace stopped her. "Ms. Hawkins, it's okay if you don't accept this bag. We can give you a full refund as well. I'll just let the official manufacturer know so that they will never custom-make anything for you from now on. How about it?"

In other words, Celia would be blacklisted.

Celia's expression changed. This brand was representative of how prestigious one's status was. It would be embarrassing if she wasn't able to own any of their bags in the future.

"There's no need to take things that far. I haven't met you in such a long time, Ms. Lewis. It was just a little joke."

Celia turned around and asked her friends, who were standing with her, "You all know Ms. Lewis, don't you? She's from Amirate Corporation, and she's been in the limelight recently. I used to know her." Her friends knew that Celia was Joshua's girlfriend, so they were all exceedingly polite to her.

"So, you two are friends?"

"We're not friends. I'm her ex-sister-in-law. You didn't know that, did you? She used to do all the work in my house, including the laundry, cleaning, and cooking. Now that I mention it, I do miss her cooking. Grace, can you cook for me again?"

The corners of Celia's eyes crinkled provocatively.

Grace rolled her eyes. She wryly realized that her dumb mistakes in the past had left her with an embarrassing history.

Celia had come here specifically for her.

"You're right, Ms. Hawkins. I am your ex-sister-in-law. I can cook for you, but would you dare to eat it?" She spoke calmly and confidently.

At that moment, the door to the boutique was pushed open. A man strode in with a woman on his arm.

The woman said, "Oh, Jake. We've come at a bad time. It seems like someone is making a scene."

Jake leaned against the wall and stared at the crowd. There was a knowing smile in his eyes.

"If you make it, I'll eat it. After all, you might be my sister-in-law in the future. If that happens, you'll have to cook many meals, so you'd better practice in advance."

Among the offspring of the four

largest families, Joshua was one of the elder ones. According to the hierarchy between the families,

Joshua was ranked higher than net

Jake. If he married Celia, Grace

would have to address her as her sister-in-law.

Grace snorted and put the bag aside.

She said, "You don't have to worry about that. Hemember that Joshua has a first love whom he dated for ten years. I wonder if he's really gotten over her. Perhaps I should give her a call. You might never be able to take her place."

Celia hadn't had any idea about that. Her brow furrowed tightly as she wondered if it was true.

Her friends retreated slightly when they heard Grace. If things weren't definite, they shouldn't be trying to curry favor with Celia so much.

"That's all in the past. We need to look forward, and I'm the one by Joshua's side now!"

Celia gritted her teeth. She hated Grace.

If it hadn't been for Grace, Benjamin. wouldn't have exiled her to Astana. She had suffered so much there; it had been so bad that she had felt as if a layer of skin had been peeled off her. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Grace took her phone out and asked Emily, "Shall I try to make a call?"

Emily laughed and played along. "Alright. I haven't heard her voice in a while."