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Mia couldn't care less about engaging in a drawn-out conversation with Zoey. With an eye roll, she grabbed her shopping bag -

stuffed with designer goodies - and breezed out of the scene.

Zoey's face was the picture of serenity, a stark contrast to Wilma who was fuming.

"Zoey, let's just pick something else."

Zoey just flashed her a smile, "I'm fine."

But Wilma’s heart ached for her friend, and she splurged on five luxury handbags, racking up a tab that was north of three hundred

grand.

"They're on me."

"No need to break the bank."

"Just take them. The endorsement deal you landed us is worth way more than this."

No longer protesting, Zoey picked up the bags, and shoulder to shoulder with Wilma, they headed for the exit.

As they approached the mall doors, Zoey's eyes caught sight of Belinda, who'd apparently been lying in wait since who knew when.

"Zoey," Belinda's face dripped with a guilt that didn't quite mask the covetous glint in her eyes as she ogled the shopping bags

filled with symbols of luxury - a few hundred thousand dollars at least.

Her daughter was loaded now. Once upon a time, a few hundred thousand would've meant life or death for their family; now, it was

merely the price tag for sof Zoey's bags.

own life was coming apart at the seams - on the brink of divorce, without a dto

there was her daughter, living the

intent on leaving. But Belinda clutched at Zoey's wrist,

I've been waiting

indifference that could freeze people out. Meanwhile, she

would give her

go," the moment she finished the

with the spoils of luxury shopping, a

deadbeat mom who can't

a mask of embarrassment and rage, memories of her man's

lasering

over Belinda's past transgressions, didn't hesitate. Her hand flew up in a blur,

face.

atlike that? Who do you think

stark reversal from the days when she was the

was

underhanded again,

hook, but don't

her, Belinda’s ridiculous intent of

frequent change of expression on her face were

wept for Belinda, but after everything that had

moving, "She slapped you twice. Aren't you

was a jab at Belinda's double standards - once quick to strike her own daughter,

picking on the weak.

with rage, watching helplessly as Zoey walked away. Mia huffed contemptuously and turned to

idea. I've got recordings and photos. I want to use them to

who despised Zoey more than anything for having tainted her perfect brother,

"Where's the evidence?"