Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 702

“Shelly, Ms. March has a good relationship with Vior. She frequently shops here with her sister Aubrey. We might not stand a chance if we compete with her for the latest dress.”

“Hmph, why should I be afraid? Today, not only will I prevail, but I’ll also ensure that the bitch won’t dare to set foot in Vior again,” Shelly retorted.

With determination in her stride, Shelly hastened toward the Vior store, eager to publicly embarrass Blair.

With Monalize’s VIP membership card in hand, Shelly had the authority to reserve the entire store and remove unwanted individuals.

The mere thought of this scenario filled Shelly with anticipation. She made a mental note to share the experience on social media later.

Observing the spectacle from a distance, Mia couldn’t help but smirk. Beside her, Peyton passed over a tub of popcorn–the perfect snack for such a dramatic display.

With a triumphant air, Shelly confidently entered the Vior store, her chin held high as she surveyed her surroundings. She exuded a newfound confidence, as if she owned the place herself.

At that moment, two ladies emerged from the fitting room, both clad elegantly in

latest Vior dresses.

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over in her high heels, Shelly declared, “Blair, unfortunately for you,

a prestigious background. She couldn’t help but roll her

for it, why don’t you beg me? Maybe I’ll consider letting you have it.” Blair

Ebbling chimed in, “Exactly! There’s

Blair tried it on first, and her membership status outranks yours. If she wants to purchase

membership is inferior to yours?” she retorted sharply. “Today, I’m shopping at Vior as a VIP member. Are you even aware of the perks that come with VIP membership? I could

seems you’ve completely forgotten to take your medication today. I mean, sure, the VIP members can clear out a place, but in Bern City, those are as rare as hen’s teeth. Typically, they’re reserved for elite matrons. And as far as I know, even Mrs. Barrett doesn’t have one. So, where on

expression, Shelly shot back, “That’s none of your business. But if you ask me nicely, I might consider telling the staff not

it was Shelly’s

in Shelly’s side, constantly showing

expression wavered momentarily before she retorted, “Simply stating that you have a VIP membership card doesn’t prove anything. I could easily

the same claim.”