“Ms. Winton, the card Mr. Faymon gave you is frozen while the one you’re carrying has only a hundred thousand, so how are you going to pay me back?”

Rayna widened her eyes in surprise. “You knew?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“Come on, lend me your card. I really like the bridal gown.” It was rare for her to find one she liked at first sight that also fitted her perfectly. “I’ll pay you back in installments, all right?”

“Which one?”

Kristie quickly carried the gown to show him, her face filled with anticipation. “This one. How does it look?”

“Hmm, it does look good.” After throwing it a glance, Samson inquired with the salesperson, “How much does this gown cost?”

“Let me check.” After checking with the manager, the salesperson replied, “This piece was designed in collaboration with C&C and costs one million and ninety thousand.”

Kristie hummed in acknowledgment. “It’s rather cheap.”

She had bought many limited edition bags previously that cost around eight hundred thousand. Coupled with the fact that she was decked out in designer wear on a daily basis, she could never grasp the idea of something being expensive.

Realizing something, she turned to Samson. “Don’t tell me that you don’t even have a million?”

“I do.”

“Good—”

“But I don’t want to lend you a million just to buy a bridal gown,” Samson refused. “Ms. Winton, if you only pay me tens of thousands a month, you still won’t be able to clear your debt even after I quit.”

“My card is just frozen for the time being. Curt will definitely unfreeze it next month.”

“Did Mr. Faymon tell you that?”

Kristie’s ensuing silence was an implicit admission that she was lying.

Samson turned around and walked out the door. “Let’s go, Ms. Winton.”

However, Kristie lunged forward to hug his leg with her body squatting on the ground.

his leg failed to budge, Samson turned to look at her. “Get up. Why are you

Just buy it for me!” Pouting her lips, Kristie began to kick up a big fuss.

Samson was rendered speechless.

your card!” Kristie continued to plead coyly. “I’ll sell some of my bags to pay you

enamored with the

in front of other men other than Curtis

spending some time with him, he filled her with a sense of security, triggering the urge within her to stay by his

not knowing the reason, she just gave in

eyes glistened for a fleeting

you. Can you

You’re the best!” Kristie scrambled up to her feet and instructed the salesperson, “Pack that gown up for

Ms. Winton.” The salesperson was trying hard to hold back her

didn’t hold it against her as she

in exquisite makeup were whispering in each other’s

the name “Wyatt Lopez” being mentioned

just to hear us speak coyly. If he isn’t satisfied with your

of mine went there before and was yelled at before being thrown out. Fortunately, she was paid a

the rumors say that Mr. Lopez spoils his female companions? How did it come to

But I can’t

for money,” the girl scoffed. “If he pays me, I, too, would be willing to spend the night

Kristie strutted forward in her

was, thinking that you were actually pretty. Hmph!” Kristie threw them a look of disdain. “Mr. Lopez was right to kick you out. Just look at yourselves, even I would do the

girls turned pale at the

them realized what was going on. “Kristie Winton? Even if you’re a star, it doesn’t give you the right to insult

ridicule?” Kristie scrutinized them from head to toe. “Instead of going for plastic surgery or learning how

her chest and retorted, “Even with our fake bags,

hair, Kristie

no one knows about them? Compared to us ordinary folks, you’re despicable for doing it with a group

overwhelming anger sent her into a

Curtis out with his business negotiations

to use this to slander her behind her

react, the girl was suddenly pulled

smashing it onto the girl’s head. With her head

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