Chapter 22

Briar showered fast and came downstairs for breakfast twenty minutes later. Even though she’d been living abroad for years, she still liked the locals Dasmieca–style breakfast.

The moment she sat down, a servant brought her food. She ate

slowly while

e scrolling on her phone, clearly dragging things out on purpose.

Beatrice, who had calmed down thanks to Halle, just scoffed when

Briar. She didn’t say a word or rush Briar.

Almost an hour later, Briar finally finished. She wiped her mouth, stoo

She picked up her bag and headed to the door without waiting for them.

Halle and Beatrice trailed behind, quiet like maids.

This wasn’t just Briar being cold–it was her openly mocking them.

and said, “Let’s go.”

Even Halle, who was usually good at keeping her cool, was s fuming inside. Still, she reminded herself to hold on for a few more days. Soon, Briar would be humiliated in front of everyone.

Outside, the driver was waiting. He opened the front passenger door for Briar, and the back doors for Halle and Beatrice–splitting them into separate spaces in the car.

Briar gave the driver a look, but he acted like he didn’t

see it

and just drove.

Forty minutes later, they arrived at the biggest mall in Shoneport–the one where all the rich folks shopped. Most of the clothes there started at 3,000 dollars a piece.

Halle usually avoided this place. She didn’t have the budget for it. But today was different. They had Edgar’s 150 thousand dollars to spend.

Briar didn’t know Halle had been living on such a tight budget for years. She went straight into a few familiar stores, picked out two dresses, and spent the entire 150 thousand dollars–all by herself.

Then she left with her bags, not even glancing at Halle or Beatrice.

It wasn’t until she’d completely vanished from view that the sales clerk approached Halle and Beatrice with the receipt, asking them to complete the

payment.

stunned silence, they finally realized what

it was too late–Briar was gone. And

on

itching to

be allowed to

her phone. The

could you spend all the money Dad gave us by yourself?” she snapped, making sure to say us loudly.

look up. “Didn’t Dad say not to hold back? I only bought two dresses. If you want

broke.”

family was rich, but Edgar had never handed

But Briar had blown it

with the Jennings family, neither she

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Briar finally got annoyed and called Edgar. She put him on speaker, “Dad, Is the Jennings family short, oncashi! just bought two dresses, but Halle and Beatrice won’t stop

He kept his voice low. “If you liked them, buy them. I can afford it. They’re

them.”

stunned. They couldn’t believe he said that. They’d only been careful with money because Edgar never gave

the answer she wanted and hung up. “See? As the Jennings

nothing. They just sat there, burning

days later, Briar got up early and rode her motorcycle to pick Ellen up for the

parents when she was fourteen. Since then, she barely made enough from

her stuff fit into one small suitcase–mostly school uniforms and

need movers. Briar just called a local delivery service

her motorcycle. The guards at the

place. The house next door had movers bringing

interested in meeting new neighbors. She

the whole way. It felt like she was finally leaving her old life behind. Now

time, she felt safe and hopeful–no more yelling, no more surprise visits from her

hired a part–time housekeeper for Ellen. The woman would cook lunch and dinner and come

her own breakfast.

soup, with both meat and veggies. Briar stayed to eat

didn’t say anything else before heading out–there was no need. The neighborhood was safe, and Briar had

gate, waving with bright eyes and

tugged her helmet down, gave a cool wave without turning back, and roared off on

left, Brandon stepped out of the house next door to hers. He told the workers, “That’s enough for now. We’re not

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