The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 115

Salome was never one to hide her feelings. The moment she received the gift, she was instantly enamored, slipping the bag over her shoulder with obvious delight.

"I absolutely love it!" she gushed, her face glowing with joy.

It was impossible to miss how much she adored the present.

Seeing Salome so happy, Citrine—the giver-felt a warm satisfaction bloom in her chest.

Just as the mood was at its peak, Regina approached, her eyes lingering enviously on the bag hanging from Salome's shoulder. She hesitated, then asked softly, "Auntie, I've never seen a real JR bag before. Would you mind if I touched it?"

Salome's expression tightened, a hint of displeasure flickering across her face. She cherished this gift from Citrine-she'd even put on gloves before daring to touch it herself.

But Regina's longing gaze was hard to resist. After a brief pause, Salome relented with a nod.

the bag over, careful as if

exchange, Salome drew the bag back, issuing a stern warning. "Remember, this

just a knockoff, Regina thought impatiently. You'd think she'd never

kept her irritation hidden and offered a

then did Salome finally

gingerly, glancing over it as if

exclusive bags weren't something you could just walk into a store and buy. Salome had flown to Magnolia several times and still come up empty-handed. Regina found it hard to believe Citrine had managed to get her hands on one so easily—unless, of course,

Regina inspected the bag, her eyes caught the logo. She remembered reading online that genuine JR logos were crafted in one seamless piece, crisp and clear. But this logo looked grainy, the pattern

triumph flickered in Regina's eyes,

study the bag a little longer before handing

somewhere that the real JR logos are always perfectly molded in one go. But this one looks kind of rough-

believe everything you read online. Half of it's nonsense and will rot your

she wasn't stupid-she could see right through Regina's little game.