The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 106

Chapter 106:

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Next Saturday marked Farris’ eightieth birthday, the day Leah planned to announce her engagement to Bruce. Wearing this dress would be a dream—she could already picture herself as the evening’s centerpiece, effortlessly stealing the spotlight.

“Redamancy’s dresses are one of a kind, but they aren’t for just anyone to wear!” The sharp comment sliced through the quiet awe, pulling Leah’s and Rita’s attention upward.

Their eyes landed on Karina. The woman exuded a cool, imperious aura that made her impossible to overlook.

Leah and Rita exchanged brief glances, momentarily startled. Rita hadn’t met Karina before, so her expression betrayed a mix of curiosity and wariness. Leah, on the other hand, had met Karina once but didn’t seem to recognize her immediately.

Behind Karina stood Ivy, her posture hesitant, as if she were caught between worlds. Leah noticed her and offered a knowing smile, her voice gentle as always.

“May I try on this dress?”

“You absolutely may not.” Karina leaned lazily against the staircase, her arms crossed. Her red lips curled into a faint smirk, but her eyes, as sharp as shattered glass, swept over Leah with clear disdain.

“A dress like this isn’t meant for someone like you.”

Ivy shifted uncomfortably beside Karina, her expression flickering with an unspoken apology. She seemed unsure of the context but clearly sensed Karina’s hostility. Feeling a pang of sympathy for Leah, Ivy turned away quietly and slipped out of sight.

Leah’s face tightened, her warm demeanor replaced by icy composure.

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“What exactly do you mean by that?”

Rita wasn’t as measured.

“We’re here as paying customers! It’s not like we’re asking for charity. What gives you the right to refuse us?” she snapped, glaring at Karina.

Karina cast a languid glance at her freshly manicured nails, her tone dripping with nonchalance.

“I’m the owner of this boutique. My store, my rules. And, unfortunately for you, seeing the two of you has put me in a foul mood.”

“You’re just looking for trouble!” Rita shot back, her voice rising.

Karina’s smile widened, a smug glint in her eyes.

“Yes, I am. And what are you going to do about it?”

Her brazen response sent a wave of indignation washing over Leah. She didn’t understand why this woman had such a vendetta against her, but that dress was something she couldn’t simply walk away from.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Leah swallowed her anger and spoke with measured calm.

“The truth is, I’m getting engaged to my long-time boyfriend next Saturday. This dress would mean a lot to me. I’m willing to pay any price for it.”

Karina’s eyes darkened at Leah’s plea, her smile hardening into something colder. It was as though she were savoring some private vindication.

With a derisive snort, Karina retorted, “Redamancy stands for blessing unions built on love, not ones tainted with betrayal. Letting you wear this dress would tarnish the name of my store.”

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