CHAPTER 30: CHAPTER 30: SELLING HIS SUIT

Annelise calmed herself and also recognized the person in front of her.

Amanda Vaughn, a high school classmate who once befriended her to get close to Elias Warner, even asked her to deliver a love letter.

Because of that letter, Elias Warner didn’t speak to her for more than a month.

Later, the love letter somehow became public, and Amanda Vaughn began to resent her.

The two went from friends to enemies.

When Annelise left the Winter Family, the people who mocked her the most were Amanda Vaughn and her group.

Amanda Vaughn crossed her arms and said awkwardly, "Being classmates, I should be looking out for you, but Annelise, taking your suit really puts me at risk..."

"What risk?"

"You clearly aren’t the owner of this suit. It’s a brand-new, very expensive designer piece that can’t be easily bought. Its owner is likely someone special! Without proof of purchase or the invoice, if the real owner comes for it, how can I continue my business?"

Annelise pressed her lips, "You just need to give me a price. If it’s acceptable, we’ll close the deal. If not, forget it!"

"Then at a friendly price, five hundred thousand. Annelise, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t even consider this deal!"

The next instant, Annelise reached out to take back the suit on the table, "Fine, I won’t sell it then!"

She anticipated some trouble from Amanda Vaughn but didn’t expect her to be so unreasonable.

"Hey, don’t be like that! Now that you’re here, you can’t just leave!"

Amanda Vaughn held onto the suit, refusing to let go.

Annelise’s face turned cold instantly. For some reason, the moment she saw Amanda Vaughn’s hand touching Elias Warner’s suit, she felt uncomfortable.

She didn’t want anyone else to touch it!

Especially someone who once had feelings for Elias Warner like Amanda Vaughn.

"Let go!" Annelise’s eyes were as sharp as knives.

Amanda Vaughn was momentarily stunned and frightened.

Just then, the store door opened.

"Annelise? What are you doing here?"

Annelise was startled by the voice and turned to see her good friend Sylvia Lowell!

"Sylvia." Annelise held the suit tightly in her hands.

She intended to put the suit back into its cover but was stopped by Sylvia’s quick hand.

"What are you doing here? Are you selling a suit?"

Before Annelise could explain, Amanda Vaughn interrupted, "Miss Lowell, who would have thought, back in our school days, the school’s belle Miss Winter would fall to this point, secretly taking a man’s suit to sell!"

Amanda Vaughn mused, "Whose suit is this? Oh, could it be the breakup fee from Chase Perry? Or no, maybe you just had a fling with some son of a noble family and stole this after he took it off? I won’t dare to take it!"

Annelise shot a cold glance over, "Amanda Vaughn, do you want to keep that mouth of yours?"

Sylvia also turned to Amanda Vaughn, "Boss Vaughn, please watch your words!"

Sylvia Lowell, after all, was Miss Lowell of the Lowell Family, considered the top socialite in all of Kybourne today, unsurpassed in looks, talent, or family background.

But it wasn’t always like this.

Back then, the most radiant princess of The Kybourne Circle was Annelise, and though Sylvia was her good friend, she was always overshadowed.

"I really don’t get it! Miss Lowell, does Annelise even deserve your effort now? She’s probably the only one in your circle who is not presentable!"

Amanda Vaughn laughed, utterly perplexed.

Sylvia defended Annelise, "Don’t listen to her nonsense. People like her are not worth your emotions!"

Amanda Vaughn sighed, "Oh, but that designer suit, I really like it. I don’t have something like that here, and I’d actually quite want it. How about I add another fifty thousand, Annelise?"

Annelise ignored her and pulled Sylvia away.

If she wasn’t in a hurry and afraid of Uncle Ford coming after her.

She might have stayed to argue with Amanda Vaughn.

But she couldn’t linger.

Leaving Amanda Vaughn’s store.

Annelise intended to say goodbye to Sylvia and try her luck elsewhere, but Sylvia stopped her.

"Why are you selling a suit? Are you in need of money, Sylvia? If so, why didn’t you tell me?"

Annelise flashed an embarrassed smile, "This suit was something Chase Perry found too tacky to keep. I’ve got some financial needs lately, so I decided to sell it."

"Tacky?"

It didn’t look tacky at all.

Sylvia took the suit and slipped her hand inside, noticing the familiar gold-embroidered pattern, her brow furrowing slightly.

She spoke seriously, "Isn’t it just the cost of some clothes? If you need money, I can give it to you!"

"No way, Sylvia! You’ve already helped me a lot, I can’t take your money."

Annelise smiled, "Don’t worry about me, let me handle this myself!"

But Annelise didn’t expect Sylvia to be so direct.

"Alright, I won’t ask about your matters, but two million, and I’ll buy the suit!"

Sylvia pulled out her phone from her bag as she spoke.

Annelise’s nose tingled with emotion. She pressed Sylvia’s hand, "Why are you doing this, Sylvia? This is a men’s suit, what are you buying it for? You can’t even wear it?"

What would Sylvia do with a men’s suit? She could buy anything.

Buying the suit in her hands, at an increased price, was clearly just to help her out, right?

"You don’t understand. My boyfriend is a suit collector and loves to collect them! Feel assured selling it to me, okay? No pressure."

Saying that, Sylvia opened her mobile banking app and began transferring money to Annelise.

The time was too pressing.

Annelise knew this was probably the best option at the moment.

With the departure time swiftly approaching, finding another buyer was risky.

She gritted her teeth and suppressed the shame and guilt within her, "Sylvia, rest assured, I’ll pay you back."

She checked the time, "But now I have something to take care of, I might need to leave first."

"Where are you going? I’ll give you a ride?"

"No need, I can manage on my own! I’ll explain everything once I return."

Annelise assured, then quickly turned and walked towards the station.

She didn’t take the high-speed train ticket she had bought in advance, knowing she would be stopped at the train station.

Instead, she called a private car to the neighboring city.

However, what Annelise didn’t know was that after parting ways with her, Sylvia didn’t return home but instead quietly followed behind Annelise’s car.