Chapter 654
Chapter 654:
The last thing Monica wanted was to walk around with something embarrassing or overly gaudy.
“How about we shop together?” Monica suggested.
Maggie’s face brightened. “That’s a splendid idea. Let’s do it p>
They strolled into an upscale boutique, its shelves lined with an array of designer handbags. Monica’s eyes scanned the collection. She quickly settled on a bag with a modest price tag—classy, but not extravagant.
“This one’s lovely, Mrs. Barton,” Monica said with a practiced smile, holding up the bag.
Maggie barely glanced at it, her expression betraying mild disappointment. “No, no,” she said, shaking her head. “That’s far too ordinary p>
Her gaze shifted to a bag perched high on a pedestal—a piece so exclusive it seemed to radiate its own aura. “That one. What do you think p>
Monica froze, her heart skipping a beat. The bag was a jaw-dropping statement piece, and its price tag—nearly ten million dollars—was equally astonishing.
Could Maggie really be considering something so extravagant? Monica’s family was wealthy, yes, but even she would hesitate before indulging in such an expense.
Yet if Maggie was offering it as a gift… well, that was a different matter altogether.
“This is exquisite,” Monica said carefully, masking her inner thrill. “But it’s… quite pricey. Are you sure p>
Monica masked her excitement with a composed smile, knowing she had to remain considerate and poised in Maggie’s presence. Still, her heart raced at the thought of the handbag potentially being hers.
Maggie smiled warmly. “It’s fine. I always say, something you truly love is worth every penny p>
She gestured to the salesperson, who was practically glowing with enthusiasm, and said, “Please wrap it up for me p>
𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓯𝔂 𝓈𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓬𝓮 𝓪𝓽
The salesperson quickly obliged, handling the prized handbag with care and wrapping it meticulously. Moments later, they extended the perfectly packaged handbag toward the waiting pair.
Monica was certain the handbag was meant for her. When the salesperson handed it over, she eagerly reached out, her voice bright with excitement. “Thank you p>
Maggie, caught off guard by Monica’s enthusiasm, hesitated before extending her hand. With a calm but expectant tone, she said, “Thank you p>
Monica froze, stunned by Maggie’s response. For a moment, she stood there, unmoving, her mind racing.
Perhaps Maggie wanted to give it to her later as a surprise?
Swallowing her disappointment, Monica forced a polite smile and handed the handbag over.
“Of course,” she murmured. Still, a twinge of reluctance flickered in her eyes—she had truly wanted it.
Maggie, however, found the hesitation puzzling. She had clearly reached out for the bag, so why had Monica delayed giving it to her? Perhaps Monica thought it was too much trouble for Maggie to carry things herself?
Just then, Monica snapped out of her daze. She offered a slightly awkward laugh and said, “Mrs. Barton, it’s a bit heavy. Let me carry it for you p>
Maggie chuckled lightly and waved a hand. “No need, dear. My driver will take care of it p>
Monica hesitated, her fingers gripping the shopping bag for just a moment longer than necessary before reluctantly handing it over.