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Maya Mitchell slightly relaxed her stiff expression, shook her head at Ruby Gregory, and spoke with a polite tone, sowhat less lively and enthusiastic than before: “No need, Ruby, thank you.”
Ruby didn’t force Maya, and said to the waiter: “We’ll have these, thank you.”
“Alright, please wait a mont, ladies.” The waiter smiled as he handed the VIP card to Ruby, bowed slightly, and left with his iPad.
Ruby lowered her head and put the VIP card in her wallet, not noticing Maya’s unusual reaction. She chattered, saying: “When you first told the na of the café, it sounded familiar, but since I haven’t been in Ciawell for three years, I couldn’t rember it right away. Suddenly, when I saw the logo on the nu, I rembered that this restaurant is owned by the wife of Steve Burton’s friend. This VIP card was given to him by his friend, and since he doesn’t eat desserts, he gave it to .”
“Really?” Maya forced a smile on her face, and only when Ruby put the VIP card into her bag did she reluctantly shift her gaze from it.
So privileges are only given to one person, and the man she loves has given that privilege to the beautiful, lively woman sitting in front of her.
Just now, when Ruby spoke Steve Burton’s na to the waiter, she did so with such confidence and righteousness, as if she were his wife, entitled to enjoy such treatnt.
And what about her? Whether in the company or in private, whether facing Steve Burton or anyone else, the only na she could call him was always “Mr. Burton.”
Steve Burton, Mr. Burton—one word apart, yet worlds apart.
No one knew how many tis in the dead of night she dread of the graceful, peerless man. She wanted to smile, but could only wear a sad expression. She wanted to call out Steve’s na, yet only the word “Burton” ca out.
How she longed, one day, to hold a privilege card from that man, enjoying the wonderful treatnt others couldn’t.
Ruby put her wallet back into her bag and looked up to see Maya staring at her, lost in thought. She furrowed her brow: “Maya, what’s wrong?”
Maya snapped back to reality, only then realizing that she had almost revealed her inner thoughts to Ruby. She quickly shook her head and laughed: “I didn’t sleep well last night, feeling a bit off today.”
Maya paused for a mont, then imdiately changed the subject, picked up a large paper bag next to her, and handed it to Ruby: “Ruby, during my shopping just now, I bought this outfit that’s the sa as the one I’m wearing, as well as a pair of sunglasses. When I tried them on, I thought they looked really pretty, and I thought they’d suit you well, so I bought a set for you too.”
Ruby glanced at the clothes in the bag, recognizing the expensive brand.
She knew what Maya’s salary was like, and buying a set of these clothes would cost nearly half her wage.
Although the Gregorys’ wealth was not as it had been in the past, they still seed far more well-off compared to Maya.
Suddenly, Ruby felt a little embarrassed: “Maya, you should have just bought clothes for yourself, why did you buy them for too?”
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