Chapter 223
Chapter 223:
Brenna brushed off her accusation and said, “You have no proof, so your accusation carries no weight. You better not accuse me without solid evidence p>
She then let out a light laugh. “Now that we’re past the middle of summer, aren’t your so-called new clothes just unsold stock from the store? If you wear them out, you might easily encounter someone else in the same outfit p>
Rosie’s face fell, and she shot Brenna a furious look. “That’s not possible. I picked up the latest styles. You never dressed well when you lived with the Barrett family, did you? Only cheap clothing gets marked down during sales. Our designer brands launch new lines all year round. You surely don’t think rich people wait for sales to shop, do you? We buy whenever we feel like it,” she said.
She then gave Brenna a look of disgust. “You pathetic little country bumpkin p>
Brenna tapped her phone a few times and then held it up for Rosie to see. The screen showed a model dressed identically to Rosie. Brenna smirked.
She said, “Look at this. The outfit you’re wearing came out in May. Do you still think it’s new now p>
Brenna shook her head. “You were raised in the Harper family, among the elite, yet you can’t even distinguish between new and last season’s styles p>
Rosie stomped her foot in irritation and rushed upstairs to verify if all the clothing she had purchased that day was indeed last season’s designs.
After checking, she was seething with anger. The store clerk had tricked her, claiming the clothes were the freshest styles from just a few days ago, exclusive to Shirie.
Once in her bedroom, Rosie snapped photos of her clothes and searched for them online, only to discover that her supposed new outfit was widely available in online stores for a fraction of what she had paid.
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Enraged, she took off the dress she had thought was the most stylish and expensive of her purchases.
She then grabbed her phone and said, “I’m returning these clothes p>
Brenna stepped into her bedroom, slung her backpack onto the desk, and pulled out her phone to check her messages. A new friend request appeared on the screen. Curious, she tapped it open and saw it was from Ethan. Without a second thought, she ignored it.
Just then, rhythmic knocking echoed against her door.
Brenna glanced up to see Giselle standing in the doorway, a warm smile on her face. She was holding a sleek beige backpack, effortlessly stylish.
Brenna set her phone aside and returned the smile. “Mom,” she said.
Giselle stepped inside, placed the backpack on the desk, and said, “I’ve noticed you like carrying backpacks. A few days ago, I was in Blamore and saw this one. It’s simple and stylish, and I thought it would suit you perfectly. So, I bought it for you. I hope you like it p>
The backpack was stylish yet simple, with just one extra pocket for a phone. Brenna unzipped it to peek inside; it was surprisingly spacious, ideal for carrying her laptop.