HappyNovelChapter 276 I gestured towards a bracelet, when an attendant nearby chimed in, "This piece is up for auction first. If you're interested, we can get you a slot. You'd be after the thirtieth, there are thirty ladies ahead in line." I waved it off, not that I was desperate for it. Just glanced at the price tag and did a quick mental conversion to our currency. My eyes widened - a bracelet for 8 million dollars.
Wandering a bit more, I spotted a grape sculpture, carved from amethyst, lifelike down to the dewdrops on its surface.
Then, eyeing the price tag - a cool $130,000. I nodded at Helen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHelen whipped out a black card, and with a swipe, the transaction was as casual as picking up groceries. I had successfully snagged a piece.
Still, a long way from $2.6 million.
"What do you fancy, Helen?" She looked around, then unapologetically declared, "Then I'll really pick one." Amidst our conversation, she chose a Buddha statue, and I caught the price tag - $65,000.
I couldn't help but smirk, "You pick the cheapest thing available. Quite the ambition." Yet, she treasured it like the rarest gem, slipping it into her pocket.
For the first time, I realized she had someone important in her life.
"Helen, your family?" It was like I struck a nerve; she glared at me.
Then, deflating, she shared, "Lydia was my mom. She died because of you. It wasn't your fault, so I resented you, pushed you away from Mr. Hilton. But then, seeing you risk everything to save others, I suddenly admired you, understood why my mom protected you. So, I'll protect you too." What goes around comes around. Good intentions bring good fortune.
"I do bear a huge responsibility for Lydia's death. I'm sorry, Helen." "It's okay, I've cto terms with it. My mom died a hero, and you're trying to save others. The only one at fault is Claude." Her eyes darkened with hatred and a hint of murderous intent at the mention of Claude.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI didn't press further but took her shopping for several other item et Then, with a smile, she asked, "Do you enjoy this lavish lifestyle? QUMS I nodded, "I do, but it's important to stay grounded, not lose sight of who you are." She patted my shoulder, "That butterfly brooch, so beautiful, and it's a masterpiece. Let's get that." Following her gaze, the brooch sparkled with a butterfly motif, its hollow design adorned with multicolored gems, alive with movement. As I was about to pay, the attendant announced a princess had just decreed that all
butterfly-themed jewelry was reserved for her tonight demanding a refund. A smirk curled under my veil. So, the princess was playing tyrant.
Helen looked at me, "Should we stir trouble?" She nodded solemnly, "Let's cause a stir." With lightning-fast reflexes, Helen snatched the brooch.
"Sorry, but my boss has her heart on this design," Helen declared confidently, pinning it onto my nex AQUMS jacket. I felt a little heavier with pride.
"Do you know who you're challenging?" the princess's maidh eyed us Helen's tip's curled in us coldly. Helen's triumph, "We bought it first. Money's no issue for us." "Our boss wears it best."
Her remark turned heads, sparking to whispers. It's rare to see someone bold enough to challenge a princess.
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