Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Bonnie knew all too well how Winona style and wanted to avoid any confrontation. She turned around, planning to change. back into her clothes and quietly leave.

But Winona, almost as if she could read Bonnie’s mind, smirks. Though her belly isn’t showing much yet, she still stands there, holding her waist like she’s proud of something. Just as Bonnie is about to walk away, Winona calls out in a haughty voice. “Well, well, it isn’t Bonnie! What a coincidence. I did not expect to see you here. That dress looks great on you, but honestly, this store’s prices are a bit out of reach for poor students like you, don’t you think? Did you even ask about the price before trying it on?”

Winona let out a fake laugh, covering her mouth with her hand. Or are you one of those people who just try things on without any intention of buying?” Winona’s eyes gleamed with mockery, glaring at Bonnie. In her mind, Bonnie and Yvette were cut from the same cloth and since she hadn’t had the chance to deal with Bonnie since leaving school, this seemed like the perfect opportunity to humiliate her and settle some old scores.

Ever since the library incident, Bonnie had been a thorn in her side because Bonnie had seen Winona’s embarrassed looks in the library.

Bonnie’s hands trembled, her chest heaving. She hadn’t expected Winona to be so harsh.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward and said firmly, “Winona, whether I try on clothes or buy them is my business. What does that have to do with you?”

Winona wasn’t fazed in the slightest. She deliberately stroked her barely–there baby bump and gave Bonnie a condescending smile. “Oh Bonnie, I didn’t mean anything by it Look how upset you’re getting! I just wasn’t clear enough. If you can’t afford it, I can buy it for you. It’s really no trouble for me – just a small gesture. You don’t need to struggle over it I’m being kind, but you’ve misunderstood me.”

By now, the esteemed guests in the store had started to notice the situation. Some of them recognized Yulia and Winona and were quietly whispering among themselves.

Yulia stood up and grabbed Winona’s hand, trying to keep things from escalating. After all, they were in public, and it was important to maintain appearances. Yulia had a good idea of why Winona was picking on Bonnie- and it wasn’t hard to figure out. What else could it be but petty jealousy?” Winona, that’s enough. It’s just trying on clothes: it’s not a big deal. Let it go.”

gently, “Miss, how about this: I’ll buy the dress

good guy? But really, how different was she from Winona? Both of them loved using money to belittle others, especially Bonnie. Winona

wonder they were family. They truly were cut from the same cloth–humiliating

Bonnie stood tall, her voice steady. “No thanks. I can buy what I like on my own. Just because I can’t afford it right now

dress. Hurry up and make her take it off before she dirties it. How will other customers wear it

anyway? Next time, be more careful. Some girls have no penny in their pockets. Letting people like that in ‘will ruin

face, immediately jumped in, eager to please. “Yes, ma’am, we’ll tighten up our management. We won’t let people like that again. Rest assured, Mrs.

satisfaction as the salesgirl flattered her. The girl’s eagerness

out, Winona said condescendingly, and you can add it

Rich ladies and madams were easy to fool, always craving sweet talk and adoration. Now convinced she had latched onto the right people, the salesgirl redoubled her efforts, throwing compliments around like they cost nothing. She glanced at Bonnie as if she were

Bonnie’s eyes redden with

stayed quiet. In her mind, she had already given Bonnie a way out, but Bonnie had refused it.

remarks and the salesgirls‘ condescending glares. She returned to the fitting room, carefully took off the dress, and hung it back up. Bonnie handed it to a

quite pleasant when she was serving

see her falter, As she passed Winona, she stopped for a moment, speaking loud enough for everyone to hear. I rely on myself. What I can or can’t buy is my own business.

just a pushover, easy so trample on. Who would have thought she’d talk back like this? Where did this sudden