The situation turned awkward again.


    Mia wanted to see how Luna would clean up the mess.


    “Say something, Luna Maynard. Through cash or Apple Pay?” Shelly added


    fuel to the fire.


    Luna’s fists clenched tightly. One million dors? She couldn’t even cough up 38,000 dors!


    People began judging in whispers, “Why is she silent? Didn’t she say that she’s going to pay for it?


    Well, she has finally realized she can’t afford it.”


    “I know, right? Thisdy looks familiar. Who brought her over?”


    “I think it’s Mrs. Barrett. They sat together at the beginning.”


    Many of them looked at Sharon. A richdymented on purpose, “Mrs. Barrett, did you bring her


    along? She’s kinda embarrassing, though.”


    Sharon was equally embarrassed as well.


    She strode to Luna’s front and lowered her voice, chiding, “Look at what you’ve done. You’re


    humiliating!”


    Luna didn’t have the nerve to say anything back.


    Sharon raised her voice, saying, “Luna, be forgiving. It’s not a big deal. Go and get changed. Let’s keep


    you warm before you catch a cold.”


    That was Luna’s cue to take the opportunity to make herself scarce. No


    matter how reluctant she was, she had to stomach it and turn to leave the


    scene.


    She was so angry at the rich that her nails left markings on her palms.


    When her son inherited Barrett Group, she would be rich and take her


    revenge for what had happened today.


    After Luna left, the people began leaving in droves since the spectacle was


    over.


    Sharon could barely manage her expression.


    Mia, who noticed that, smiled. “Mrs. Barrett, I know you don’t like me, but is this the best you can do?”


    Sharon snorted coldly. “I’ve never said Luna will be my daughter–in-


    Right then, a server came over with a few–bags. “Ms. Barrett, here are the products you ordered.”


    Shelly celebrated. “Thanks.”


    With shrewd eyes, Sharon noticed a familiar bag in Shelly’s hands. That was the bag Sharon wanted!


    Upon Sharon’s attempt to ce an order for the bag, she learned that it had already been bought by


    someone else.


    Never in her wildest dream had she expected Shelly to be the buyer.


    Regardless, she kept quiet because Mia was around.


    Earlier on, she had called the manager to reserve the bag, but the manager told her that someone had


    reserved it, and she now knew who it was.


    Shelly shed a grin. “Monalize’s a VIP, so I could be the first person to choose anything I liked. No one


    could buy them once I made my selection.”


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    That was intentional.


    Sharon’s nce darted at that bag again, frustration bubbling in her.


    Mia asked intentionally, “Mrs. Barrett, do you like this bag?”


    Sharon said awkwardly, “I have tons of bags. That bag is alright.”


    Sharon spected that Monalize was trying to curry her favor with bags, hence the untruthful words.


    Mia nodded. “You’re right. Shelly, let Peyton carry them for you. They’re heavy. Let’s go grab something


    to drink.”


    Things weren’t going as Sharon wished it would. She didn’t expect Mia to ask her only once!


    Shelly handed the bags to Peyton without a shadow of a doubt before


    looking at Sharon. “Bye, Aunt Sharon. Don’t bring Luna along to this kind. of event anymore. It’s


    embarrassing.”


    Sharon almost fainted due to anger. “Shelly Barrett, whose side are you on?”