All the girls love bags, so when they saw the new leather bag on Joy Quinn, several of them gathered around.
One of them, a girl nad Autumn Page, even asked:
"The color of this bag is so nice, where did you buy it? I want to get one too."
Willow Young imdiately frowned.
"This is the latest Hermès bag, not sothing just anyone can afford."
It costs over a million!
She was shocked when she saw Franklin Yates’s paynt receipt!
Autumn Page’s family’s situation isn’t even as good as hers, and she wants this bag too?
Is she crazy?
Autumn Page wasn’t angry at Willow Young’s reminder, but instead marveled:
"Hermès? I’ve heard of it! Willow, did you recently hit the jackpot? Buying such an expensive bag just to hold textbooks!"
Ordinary students like her use small cloth bags from the school’s nearby convenience store for textbooks and still worry that the textbooks are too heavy and might damage the bag.
"Actually, it’s not a big deal; if it gets worn out, I’ll just buy another one."
Willow Young spoke lightly, but in reality, her family couldn’t afford such a bag in several years.
But if she’s with Franklin Yates, she only needs to put in a little effort at night and act coquettish, and she can get a new bag instantly.
Of course, Willow didn’t plan on sticking to Franklin Yates like an old tree for life.
Once Joy Quinn takes her to et Howard Lynch for further developnt, she’ll dump Franklin Yates.
So she plans to take advantage of this ti she’s still with Franklin and get as much valuable stuff as possible.
When they break up, she can sell these things and live like a little rich lady.
These days, Willow has been subrged in her wonderful plans and can’t help but boast a bit.
"Wow, Willow, you’re really rich, unlike , who can only cherish the flash sale bag I got for fourteen ninety-nine."
Listening to Autumn Page’s unabashed envy, Willow felt an indescribable satisfaction.
After showing off for a while, Willow finally walked over to Joy Quinn with her Hermès bag.
"Joy, didn’t you say your cousin was going to take you and the association’s directors out for dinner? Why is it still not set?"
"Because my cousin’s been busy with so things lately, so it’s delayed. It should be confird in a couple of days, don’t worry."
While Joy Quinn continued to stall her, she glanced out of the corner of her eye at the royal blue bag.
The latest Hermès?
This bag is worth enough to buy a house outright in a small third-tier city!
Willow Young is really shaless, carrying a bag earned by selling her body, yet she still dares to co and ask her to arrange a eting with her cousin?
The more she thought about it, the more Joy Quinn felt like the bag still carried traces of Willow’s overnight escapades, and she couldn’t help but move away a bit, afraid those things would rub off on her.
Willow didn’t notice these little actions by Joy Quinn, just laughed: "I thought you forgot."
Afraid Joy Quinn would catch on to her eagerness to et Howard Lynch and make him a backup plan, Willow quickly changed the topic.
"It’s your sister’s first ti teaching today, and what a huge turnout there was. Do you think she can really keep up with the syllabus for all of ridia’s language courses in school?"
"I’m not really sure. But with the principal personally overseeing attendance, it’s gotta work sohow."
Besides the principal checking attendance, the school bully Victor Hawthorne was also there with his cronies helping keep discipline.
This kind of once-in-a-century grand occasion is really sothing to see.
Joy Quinn was so envious she was about to lose her mind, almost unable to sit still.
So before today’s class started, Joy Quinn did one thing...
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