Chapter 88
Chapter 88:
With this in mind, Donna instructed the sales assistant to fetch the right sizes.
The assistant, eager to please, offered a flattering comment. “Mrs. Harris, your taste is impeccable. These new styles are limited editions, so you’ll never have to worry about anyone else wearing the same outfit. Your daughter has your beautiful complexion and grace. She’ll look even more stunning than the models in these Moda Style pieces p>
Donna smiled, basking in the compliment, her pride for Yelena swelling.
Katelyn, unable to hold back, raised an eyebrow and teased, “Donna, are you planning to buy out the entire store p>
Despite everything, she thought this was a bit much. There was no need to spoil Yelena to this extent.
Donna laughed softly. “If everything looks this good, why not? I’ll take it all p>
To her, spending money on her precious daughter was nothing at all.
Bella and Bernice exchanged a glance, unable to mask the hint of envy as they watched Yelena walk away with at least five large shopping bags.
After their spree, the group left the boutique.
Just as they were about to leave, Yelena’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen and saw a message from her agent, Lenora Guzman.
“Yelena, is that really you in the store? You’ve finally decided to show up! Do you know that new designs are coming soon?” Lenora had spotted Yelena through the store’s surveillance cameras.
“Didn’t Brody bring over the design drafts already?” Yelena replied, hoping to steer the conversation back on track.
“That’s not nearly enough! Are you still at the store? I’m coming over right now p>
Yelena’s heart skipped a beat. The last thing she needed was Lenora showing up and possibly exposing her hidden identity. She quickly responded, “Please don’t. I’ll be submitting more designs shortly p>
𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕥 ⳑ𝕒𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲𝗅𝘀[ꞏ]𝚌𝗈𝗺
“Alright, but work hard, okay? Love you!” Lenora added, her tone teasing.
Yelena couldn’t help but smile at Lenora’s playful nature.
After strolling around the mall for a while, the group realized it was already past noon, and the need for lunch was becoming urgent.
The mall had plenty of upscale dining options, and Bella and Bernice exchanged a glance, silently conspiring.
Bernice, her eyes gleaming with mischief, spoke up first. “What do you think of trying something different today? A foreign cuisine p>
Her real intention was obvious. She wanted to put Yelena in an uncomfortable position. She assumed someone from Yelena’s background wouldn’t know the finer points of dining etiquette.
Bella’s smile widened, fully supporting the idea.
This was the perfect setup to watch Yelena falter.
In their eyes, someone raised in an ordinary family like Yelena’s wouldn’t have had the privilege of learning proper table manners.
The thought of Yelena struggling with her different sets of knives and forks made Bella’s lips curve into a smug grin.
Yelena caught the sly edge to Bella’s smile and raised an eyebrow, wondering what game she was playing this time. But Yelena wasn’t rattled—she was ready for whatever came her way.
Donna, noticing the growing tension, turned to Yelena with a concerned tone. “Yelena, is this kind of cuisine okay with you? Would you like something else maybe? We can have whatever you want, dear p>