CHAPTER 86: CHAPTER 86: PRELUDE TO A SLAP IN THE FACE

The largest luxury mall in Veridia.

The second and third floors are all international brands of clothing and bags, and Simon Weldon took Ivy Kensington directly to this level.

"Pick what you like yourself."

Simon Weldon threw down the words, found a place to sit, completely disengaged from the situation.

Ivy Kensington pursed her lips and didn’t move.

The shop assistant first saw Simon Weldon, noted his big-name outfit, and then saw Ivy Kensington’s simple attire, assuming Ivy was Simon’s mistress. Though she felt contempt, she also feigned a smile, because after all, the poor girl had hooked up with a rich man.

However, she didn’t expect Simon Weldon’s attitude to be so indifferent. Clearly, he didn’t value Ivy!

The shop assistant’s fake smile immediately disappeared, "You can look around however you like."

Anyway, she can’t afford it.

The shop assistant sneered inwardly.

Ivy Kensington naturally noticed the other person’s sarcasm, but merely pursed her lips and ignored it.

After making a round, Ivy saw a very petite bag and couldn’t help but think of Ronnie.

Ronnie loved various styles of small bags, and with Ronnie’s birthday approaching, this seemed just perfect.

So Ivy picked up the small bag, "I want this."

The shop assistant took a look, realizing it was Hermes’ latest model, only ten available globally, and cost six figures. Could this poor girl afford it?

The shop assistant forced a smile and tugged the corners of her mouth, "After asking the price, it means you have to buy it. Are you sure you want to know?"

Ivy hadn’t frequented luxury stores but knew these words were meant to fool her.

Her face turned a bit stern, "Tell me."

The shop assistant sneered, "A hundred thousand, can you afford it?"

Ivy hesitated; this figure was indeed more than she could afford...

"Haha."

The shop assistant looked knowingly.

"I want this bag!"

At this time, Dahlia Kensington walked in determinedly.

The shop assistant recognized that this was a true lady!

Her dress was the latest Coco Chanel little black dress, she carried an LV bag, and wore Valentino shoes—her attire was worth at least six figures.

"Welcome."

Facing Ivy, the shop assistant still appeared snide, but now wore a wide smile.

Dahlia stood triumphantly before Ivy, gazing at her gray and drab appearance, feeling immensely satisfied.

Ivy was born to be beneath her, only fit to be a servant!

"I want this bag."

Dahlia repeated, displaying a black card engraved with the word "Sebastian," boasting, "This is the shopping card Sebastian prepared for me, with no spending limit."

Then she flaunted her fingers.

Before she arrived, she had used the card to buy a large diamond ring.

Ivy watched her expressionlessly, without much disturbance in her heart.

It’s just a bag, if Dahlia has the money, let her buy it...

Yet at that moment, another stunning figure walked in and said loudly, "If this lady wants to buy it, let her swipe the card directly, no more nonsense."

It was Winnie Winslow.

Ivy instantly recognized her; last time at the Hawthorne family, it was Winnie who helped her.

Winnie Winslow was incredibly beautiful, with a fierce look, glancing at Dahlia, half smiling.

Dahlia had mixed with Veridia’s elite for a while now, she knew this was the Hawthorne family’s mistress, but not favored.

Instantly, Dahlia’s eyes showed more pride. This Hawthorne wife must be here to suck up to her!

"Mrs. Hawthorne, if you fancy anything, I can generously gift it to you."

Winnie smiled, "You should buy this bag first."

At that moment, the previously unpleasant shop assistant came over, "Sorry, madam, your card couldn’t process anything!"

What?

Dahlia was shocked; how could this be possible...