Chapter 119: Chapter 131: A Unique Gift (16) Chapter 119: Chapter 131: A Unique Gift (16) Evelyn Osbert stood there, her expression cloudy and uncertain.
How could the man beside Isabel Smith, who was obviously living modestly without money or power, now casually spend nearly 20 million to buy all of Chanel’s limited edition clothes for this quarter?
Has Percy Stanton beco wealthy over the last few years?
The more Evelyn thought about it, the more oppressed she felt. She casually looked around, picked up a random piece of clothing, and followed Isabel into the fitting room.
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Isabel walked into the fitting room but hadn’t yet found a single room to change in when she heard Evelyn’s voice behind her: “Sister Isabel.”
Isabel stopped, slowly turned around, and looked at Evelyn not far behind her, not moving.
Evelyn held the random red dress in her hand and strode up to Isabel, one step at a ti.
Isabel was about five centiters taller than Evelyn. She hadn’t worn high heels when she left today, but she didn’t look weak standing next to Evelyn, who was wearing heels more than ten centiters tall.
Isabel raised her chin ever so slightly but didn’t say a word.
Evelyn had long been furious, and now that only she and Isabel were in the fitting room, her usually demure and affected deanor was gone. Her voice was full of mockery, very different from her usual appearance: “Isabel Smith, don’t be too smug.”
Upon hearing these words, Isabel lowered her head, the corner of her lips hooked, and a cold smile slowly spread across her face.
The cold smile on Isabel’s face stung Evelyn’s eyes. She chuckled and said, “Even if I didn’t get this dress, it doesn’t matter. Percy still bought many other things.”
Evelyn intentionally poked at Isabel’s weak spot: “No matter what, in Percy’s heart, I, Evelyn Osbert, his cousin, have a higher status than you, his older sister.”
“He will buy what I want, and even if he wants to go out, he’ll co shopping with as long as I say so. And you?”
As Evelyn spoke, her words flowed more smoothly: “He didn’t even want to greet you when he saw you! If it wasn’t for , he wouldn’t have even said hello!”
Seeing Isabel’s expression gradually cooling, Evelyn felt a little better in her heart. Holding her own dress, she brushed past Isabel and whispered to her as she almost passed by: “By the way, I forgot to tell you, the money Percy spent on was converted from his shares in Smith’s Enterprise!”
A fla suddenly burst in Isabel’s heart.
But Evelyn wasn’t finished, adding fuel to the fire: “Now his shares in Smith’s Enterprise have gone from ten percent to maybe less than six percent. If I want, do you believe that I can make him spend that six percent clean in the shortest ti?”
Isabel’s hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and she slowly looked up at Evelyn’s eyes, cold as ice. Instinctively, she wanted to raise her hand and slap Evelyn, but her eyes suddenly shifted as if rembering sothing. She raised her hand and yanked at the collar of her dress, tearing it in half. She then slipped it off, ignoring the fact that she was only wearing underwear, and stood proudly in front of Evelyn, staring straight into her eyes. Holding the torn dress, she said in a sharp tone, one word at a ti: “Evelyn Osbert, if I rember correctly, you really want this dress.”
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