Chapter 886:

“Yes,” Jenesis nodded, looking impressed. “What you see is just a fraction of their wealth. They have much more hidden.”

At that moment, Camille’s expression changed slightly as she recalled the domineering young woman from the jewelry store, who now seemed inexplicably linked to this conversation.

The next morning, Jenesis had chosen a gown for Carrie, but the waist was slightly loose, so it had been sent for alteration. Early that morning, Jenesis called, asking Carrie to come in and try it on.

Since everyone was busy, Carrie headed to the mall alone. As she stepped out of her car, she noticed a well-dressed couple standing by the curb, burdened with several luxury shopping bags. They appeared to be waiting for a car.

Their clothing bore no obvious logos, but Carrie recognized the pieces immediately—custom designs from exclusive VIP-only luxury brands. Even among wealthy elites, these items were difficult to acquire. The next second, one of their bags split open, sending oranges rolling across the pavement.

Carrie’s eyes flicked to the packaging—imported oranges from Mothor’s most exclusive grocer, each costing hundreds of dollars.

Morrison family only ever bought them in limited quantities for fine dining, treating them as

there was always someone

forward to help

back in the couple’s remaining shopping

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bag, pulling out a neatly folded plastic bag. “Here, you can use this for now.” She handed it over with an easy smile. “It’s a bit wrinkled, but it’s clean. I always carry a spare—broken bags

paused, glancing at her in surprise before

gather the last few oranges before turning to

intending to tip her—but Carrie was already

glances before looking down

“When did we start accepting

Carrie had gone, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. “It’s strange, isn’t it?” she murmured. “Like we… know her. There’s something

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