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"It's just a name. What's the big deal? Yvette's signature is fancy and you're not cultured enough to understand it." Xanthe scolded mercilessly. The young delivery guy confirmed with Yvette again, "Excuse me, are you Ms Shakira Nelson?" Yvette's voice caught in her throat as she was about to respond. "Who?"

Xanthe got angry before Yvette could. "You mean these three cakes were ordered for Shakira?" The three delivery men spoke in unison. "Yes, it's for Shakira. Which one of you is Ms. Shakira?" "It's me." Shakira was also puzzled. "But I didn't order any cakes." She took the receipt and saw that her name was indeed on it.

She thought, Who in the world would

I spend money on me like this? Sean? No way, she has to go and scold him. Who in their right mind buys such expensive cakes?"

Xanthe, with her arms crossed, mocked. "You can't even afford to order one. It costs 60,000 dollars each!"

At that moment, another delivery guy came in. "Thirty-two cups of milk shake ordered by Mr. Dakota Ortiz have arrived. Please sign for them."

Everyone looked at the dozens of affordable milk shake, then at the luxurious, high-end 60,000 dollars cakes, and felt quite awkward.

Shakira put away the cake receipt, thanked the three delivery guys, and glanced at Xanthe "Fine, you can afford it, maybe

should treat everyone to one cake tomorrow.

you

Xanthe was shocked. "What?" Xanthe thought, 'She's not made of money, and she can't afford to treat everyone to one!"

Shakira, looking at Yvette's embarrassed face, with a barely noticeable smile, said to the class monitor, "Could you please distribute the cakes among everyone? "Uh, sure, thank you, Shakira," said the class monitor.

"You're welcome," Shakira replied.

Shakira cut a small piece for herself and returned to her seat to savor it slowly.

Everyone snapped back and chose I the 60,000 dollars cake over the affordable milk shake silently.

Dakota Ortiz quickly calmed down. "You guys could also try the milk shake."

"Sure, sure, thank you, Dakota," said the classmates.

get that cake. "We're

at the beautiful White Swan cake, wanted to say something but stopped, and in the end, didn't dare to contradict

together since childhood, she didn't dare to

on the receipt, Xanthe said in a sarcastic tone, "Who

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fists tigluly, she felt humiliated and

murmured. "Is it the owner of that

thought of something and suddenly shouted, "Oh, someone is really hiding their light under a bushel, being able to buy three 60,000 dollars cakes at once, Shakira, who's the rich old man you're with?" Shakira kira looked up from the phone number, just as Dakota Ortiz came

Xanthe drenched, sticky and

"Shakira, Are you crazy?" "School rule number thirty-eight, be honest, trustworthy, and

spreads false facts that are sufficient to degrade other's character and reputation, the liar will be dealt with

sharply. "I don't mind taking this to the principal, let's see who's going to be crazy in the end." Berry White quietly hinted Xanthe. "Xanthe, let it go, it's

is well-known for his integrity, they would

for a moment she felt a chill from Shakira's menacing gaze. She breathed deeply in anger,

Xanthe Dakota

but didn't dare to show it, and said to Shakira, "Next Sunday is my grandmother's birthday, and I'll be inviting classmates to join. Miss Nelson... Shakira, you should

He paused, then lowere

added. "My grandmother has been talking about wanting

out with her phone. Thanks for the kind invitation, but I'm not available that

with sticky syrup, so she went to the restroom to

It was class

off the faucet with one hand

on three cakes, are you crazy? Or

was a long silence on still running on her screen and erupted again. "Say Something! If you buy the cakes, you must

"I have the

was shocked. After a pause, she

Shak

ordered the cake, how could it be

so

Walter, Shakira laughed awkwardly. "The three cakes, did you order them?" "Not me." Just as

it's Levi, why on

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