"I’ve seen these earrings before in a high-end boutique, and they’re over $20,000, aren’t they?"
"Those shoes must have set you back $30,000?"
"I know that this dress you’re wearing cost about $120,000. It’s one of a kind in the world."
The WN Group had copied LY’s strategy, producing everything in limited editions, perfectly satisfying the upper class’s desire for unique and extravagant items.
"Let’s not talk about pricing." Serena elegantly signaled for silence, whispering to those around her, "I wouldn’t want people to think I’m deliberately flaunting my wealth."
Upon hearing this, the crowd eagerly defended her, raising their voices intentionally.
"No one would think you’re showing off, Serena. You simply have a higher standard of living than most. Your consideration for others’ feelings shows how kind and gentle you are."
"Serena, I heard your parents spoil you rotten. Is it true?" soone gossiped.
After all, she was the youngest of six siblings and the only girl. The rumor that her parents favored her over her brothers was the stuff of envy.
In many traditional families, the outdated preference for sons over daughters was deeply ingrained and quite disgraceful.
"Of course it’s true!" a short-haired girl chid in. "I bumped into Serena and her mom shopping the other day, and her mom spent millions as if it was nothing. Anything Serena wanted, she got!"
"Seriously? That’s unbelievably extravagant." The crowd around her was green with envy.
"Serena, you are so fortunate! Your mom doesn’t even bat an eyelid, dropping millions on clothes for you!"
"I wish I could have a mom like that. Last ti, I spent $500 on a new hairstyle, and my mom complained about the cost for days."
"I just bought a few new Louis Vuitton bags, and my mom accused of being reckless."
Although the amounts these girls discussed seed extravagant to most, to Serena, it was nothing. She even found it a bit pitiful.
One long-haired girl said, "Serena, I heard David Collins is your boyfriend. I’m a huge fan. Could you help get an autographed picture? I’m willing to pay you $1,000!"
"Do you really think Serena needs your money?" another girl retorted, then quickly linked arms with Serena and said in a coquettish voice, "I have hundreds of David’s autographed pictures, but I can never get tickets to his concerts! Serena, could you help out? I’m willing to pay ten, even twenty tis the price."
"Getting front-row VIP seats at David’s concerts is impossible! They’re sold out in seconds. I swear so people must be sitting on their routers to get them that fast."
"Serena, I saw Hunter in a finance magazine last month, he’s so handso. Plus, his age, achievents, and personality are all my dream qualities in a partner! You should introduce . If he shows any interest, I’ll definitely pursue it. If he’s not into , or if he asks to keep my distance, I’ll back off. I wouldn’t want to put you in an awkward situation. Please, help out!"
The girl who spoke was Rachel, whose family owned a car manufacturing business. Although their cars were aid at the average worker and usually sold for around $7,000 to $10,000, they made a huge profit due to high sales volus.
Especially their recent launch of a mini electric car series, priced affordably at about $3,000 to $4,000, which had captured the hearts of many young people and mothers, propelling their family to the 13th spot on the Solterra Rich List.
Serena looked at her and suddenly thought, considering their friendship, Rachel would be a much better match for Hunter than Molly could ever be!
That Molly—so useless and foolish, with a lowly background. Serena heard Molly was even kicked out of her house, living a life of hardship.
The most crucial point: she’s Rosemary’s best friend!
If she beca the sister-in-law, who knew what kind of mischief she’ll stir up behind the scenes?
"If by so chance I beco your sister-in-law, I’ll make sure you benefit," Rachel said, all the while clinging to Serena’s arm coquettishly.
"Serena, I want to be your sister-in-law too. As long as you make that happen, I’ll repay you however you want!" another woman was pestering Serena, hoping she’d help set them up.
"Serena, I’m not picky. You have five brothers. If any of them is single, I’m up for it!"
Looking at the ten or so pleading faces before her, Serena offered a light smile.
"Alright, I can’t decide who my brothers date. How about this? I’ll find an opportunity to invite all of you over to my house. Who they end up with will depend on your skills."
The crowd was instantly overjoyed, showering Serena with praises.
"Serena, you’re the best friend I’ve ever had. I love you so much."
"You’re like a deity to . If this works out, I’ll worship you for the rest of my life."
"Serena, you’re so kind, so understanding."
On the surface, Serena smiled, but deep down, she had no idea if this would work. After all, she knew her brothers’ personalities all too well.
Finding them suitable partners seed like an impossible task.
Just then, Rosemary, leading her own team, was walking towards them.
She was an absolute sight for sore eyes. Her natural radiance and the "straight-A student" aura around her made her the center of attention the mont she appeared.
"Look, the straight-A student is here! Oh my God, she’s even prettier in person. I finally get to see her today."
"Westerly College is letting a freshman lead the team this year?"
"What’s so strange about that? Rosemary is the only student they can be proud of at Westerly College. Of course, they’d let her appear at such an event."
"Indeed, no one else is more capable of leading the team than her. I just wonder if she’ll compete."
"What? If the straight-A student competes, what will she choose? If it’s the sa as mine, I’ll quit imdiately," soone sounded disheartened.
"Can’t you have a little ambition? Just because she’s academically gifted doesn’t an she’s equally talented in other areas!"
"Yeah, that makes sense."
Seeing Rosemary surrounded by people walking in her direction, Serena felt a bit uncomfortable. What was she doing here?
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