Chapter 198

“I knew it! You’ve looked down on my daughter from the very beginning!”
“What kind of well-raised girl would be so extravagant as to spend over a hundred thousand dollars on a tiny ring?”
The two women were now shouting at each other in the middle of the store. Penelope had to fight to keep a straight face. Rebecca’s face was a mixture of red and white, a mask of humiliation.
“You did this on purpose, just to make me look bad!” Rebecca hissed at Penelope.
Penelope chuckled. “I had no idea they were too cheap to even buy you a ring.”
“What’s there to be so proud of? Zebulon doesn’t want you, the Sullivans aren’t giving you a wedding… What are you even doing here? Trying on rings you can’t afford? Don’t you realize what a joke you are?” Rebecca sneered.
Penelope let her finish, then smiled. She handed the expensive ring back to the sales associate. “I’ll take this one. You can charge the card.”
She produced a black card and handed it over. It was from Theodore. He had told her that if she didn’t spend his money, he’d think there was something wrong with her. To prove her sanity, she had decided to spend it.
“Ha! She’s actually trying to buy it. Does she really think there’s enough money on that card?” Mrs. Sullivan laughed.
Mrs. Winters joined in. “She must be hard of hearing. She probably heard one hundred and sixty-two dollars, not one hundred and sixty-two thousand.”
They treated it like a joke. But when the transaction went through and the associate handed Penelope the ring along with the receipt, the joke wasn’t funny anymore.
Penelope lived up to their worst fears. She took the ring out of the box, slipped it on her finger, and held it up for them to see.
“It is beautiful, isn’t it?”
Mrs. Sullivan gritted her teeth. “Where did you get that kind of money? Did you scam it from my son?”
“Could your son even get that much if he sold himself?” Penelope retorted. The Sullivan family fortune had not yet been passed down to Zebulon; he didn’t have much money of his own. Latest content publıshed on.net
“Then… then you must have taken it from Stone Group!”
“So the money I earned isn’t mine?”
“How can you be so wasteful?”
“It’s not your money. Why do you care?”
Mrs. Sullivan was speechless. So was Rebecca.
“Even if you can afford the ring, no one wants to marry you! Go on, keep living in your fantasy world!” Rebecca shouted, her face bright red, before running out of the store.
Mrs. Sullivan and Mrs. Winters
followed, their faces just as flushed.
Penelope, in a great mood, snapped a photo of the ring on her hand and sent it to Theodore, asking if he liked it.
“It’s beautiful,” he replied.
“Is the ring beautiful, or is the hand?” she teased.
“Both.”
“What if I were to do something to you with this beautiful hand wearing this beautiful ring?”
“Flirting with a married man during work hours is prohibited.”
“When did I flirt with you? I think your mind is in the gutter.”
“You know what I’m thinking?”
“I have no idea.”
“Yes, you do.”
“Should I… come over?”
“I’m in a meeting.”
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She left the jewelry store and was driving toward KINY Group when a white sedan suddenly shat ove alley and sped directly toward her.