Chapter 87
Chapter 87:
Among the high-profile international brands on this floor was the emerging star in the fashion world—Moda Style.
Though it had only debuted in the past few years, its cutting-edge designs and incredibly comfortable fabrics had quickly earned rave reviews. It had fast become the brand to covet.
But with exclusivity came a steep price tag, which meant its target clientele was an elite crowd—socialites, celebrities, and wealthy women.
The store took pride in maintaining a premium experience, often limiting the number of customers allowed to browse and purchase at any given time.
As they stepped off the escalator and onto the floor, it was their turn to enter.
Bella and Bernice couldn’t hide their excitement.
To the both of them, Moda Style was the pinnacle of high fashion. The gleaming displays beckoned, and they eagerly began selecting pieces to admire.
Yelena, on the other hand, appeared content merely to browse, with no intention of trying anything on. Noticing this, Donna couldn’t help but chime in, her voice warm and encouraging. “Yelena, if you find something you like, don’t hesitate. Get it. Price doesn’t matter p>
Donna’s words, dripping with affection, were a stark contrast to her usual tone, and her doting manner left Bella feeling cold.
The sudden shift made her uneasy—she’d spent plenty of time shopping with Donna before, but never had she spoken with such obvious favor towards Yelena.
Bernice, ever perceptive, noticed the subtle change in Bella’s expression.
Leaning closer, she whispered, “Don’t let it bother you. Everyone knows how amazing you are. Aunt Donna’s just more focused on Yelena right now since she’s only just returned. They’ll see who the real treasure is soon enough. And when they do, they’ll regret not appreciating you more p>
Bella took a breath, nodding as she tried to calm her frustration. “I’ve been trying, you know… trying to get along with Yelena since she came back, but she… Oh, never mind. Maybe I’m just not doing enough p>
𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 𝙜Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⸬𝙘𝙤𝙢
Upon noticing the vulnerability in Bella’s words, Bernice’s heart softened. “You’ve done more than enough, Bella. Don’t feel like you have to change who you are. You have us, and that’s what matters. And when we get back, I’ll ask my mom to push Grandma to get you added to the official family records soon.” Being officially recorded in the family was a coveted honor, offering not only status but protection. It ensured no one could undermine her, no matter the situation.
Bella squeezed Bernice’s hand, her gratitude evident. “Thank you, Bernice. You really are my best cousin p>
“Always!” Bernice smiled warmly.
But as Bernice turned her attention to the clothes again, Bella allowed herself a small, secretive smile.
Having someone like Bernice to be her sidekick might not be so bad after all.
Donna was fully immersed in helping Yelena pick out clothes.
“Yelena, how about this one?” she asked, gesturing for the store assistant to bring over the latest seasonal styles for her daughter to choose from.
Yelena glanced at the selection. These pieces had been released last month, and she already had a variety of new styles set aside for herself at the company. She wasn’t in need of more. “Mom, I already have plenty of clothes,” she simply said.
Donna, however, smiled warmly. “You can never have too many clothes, especially when it comes to dressing up p>
Her thoughts drifted to Bella, who always left malls with an armful of clothes, never once questioning whether she had enough.
Donna believed that since both were her daughters, if Bella had something, Yelena should have it too.