Meanwhile, Rachel Wood wasn't particular about branded clothes.

To her, as long as clothes looked good and were comfortable was more than enough. Whether it was branded or not was secondary.

"Miss, what I'm wearing isn't from the flea market..." Rachel said. There was a hint of coldness in her gentle voice.

"Didn't you get it from Goldfield Plaza? Must have been a minor brand..." Flora said once again, seemingly annoyed.

"That's enough..." Georgie Clementine looked at Flora and warned.

When Flora saw that Georgie indeed was mad, she immediately shut up...

Meanwhile, Henry Armstrong, who silently watched this whole thing unfold, couldn't bear it anymore. He shoved his row of mahjong pieces forward, scattering them.

After that, Henry looked at Flora blandly. "Who do you think you are? How dare you say such things here?"

With that, Henry glanced coldly at the rich kid next to Flora. "Don't bring women like this to my gathering next time. Otherwise, we won't be friends anymore..."

"No... Henry, she was just offering a kind reminder. Don't be upset..." The rich kid started apologizing with a smile.

expect that Henry would

worse off than Henry in terms

were business

me. Get lost, both of you... We won't be playing together

them were even

them expected the situation to turn out

observing

Georgie had no reason to offend a rich kid on a similar

started guessing Rachel's

actually be an influential figure who

she hiding her

moment, Sebastian Brenand pushed the

in. "My love for you is like the wind that travels across thousands or tens of thousands of miles. It'll never end. It's like snow on the ground with no end in

to cut off ties with me..." The rich kid next to Flora immediately stood up

slightly worse off compared to Henry, he didn't want to offend

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