In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Chapter 62 Mess Around and Find Out

Celia’s smile froze. “Nonsense, I was overseas at the time. Just because people are saying that doesn’t mean it’s true.”

If Susan hadn’t asked Celia’s grandfather, Tyler Hawkins, for help with bailing her out without Benjamin’s knowledge, she probably would have actually gone to jail.

Grace glanced at Celia impassively. “Now that you’re free, do learn to behave. You can keep trashing my boutique as long as you don’t mind being jailed again. I’m fine with it.”

“I said I never went to jail! Did you even hear what I said?” Celia marched forward, only for Emily to block her way.

“It’s two of us against one of you. Are you sure you want to pick a fight?”

Both Grace and Emily were not to be trifled with.

So, after some thought, Celia suppressed her anger and said with gritted teeth, “Why would I? I’m having enough trouble avoiding you as it is.”

After all, Benjamin had warned her not to pick fights with Grace.

“So you do know how to avoid us! Our Grace isn’t someone a girl like you should be messing with,” Emily said, leaning against Grace’s shoulder with pride.

Celia’s hands balled into fists so tightly that her fingernails dug into her palms. She had no one to take her anger out on, so she stayed silent and left to find the others.

However, a staff member told her that the others had left without even telling her.

the end, Celia looked

had helped Emily try on several bracelets

staff

me?” She was smiling, but

over. “There’s indeed a missing bracelet. Can you help

job. It has nothing to do with us,”

members couldn’t risk being openly suspicious, but both their gazes landed on Grace’s

hot–tempered person, so she yelled, “Why are you blocking our way

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you an idiot? They obviously suspect you of stealing it!” Celia stood by coldly and

a rich person accusing Grace herself, the staff menibers became emboldened to express

your bag so that we

steal it,” Grace

admit it, you can just pay for the item at our cashier’s

scoffed. “Why

Be braver, you

bag, but her sharp gaze made them freeze, rooted to

so casually that

a pretty and slender hand grabbed hers in a vice grip that made her squeal in pain. “Let

staff saw who it was, they bowed down in fear and didn’t dare say a word. After all, no one expected the chief designer of VERE

joy. “You made it, girl! I

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