Chapter 47
After finishing their meal, Stellar led Suzy to their destination.
It wasn’t a high–end shopping mall or a luxury boutique but a small, tucked–away shop in a quiet alley.
The storefront had a classical charm, and the moment they stepped inside, they were greeted by a minimalist yet elegant interior.
It was a hair accessory boutique.
Ornate hairpins and combs were displayed on wooden shelves, each piece carefully arranged.
But what truly stood out was the jaw–dropping price tags.
Stellar pulled Suzy straight to the back of the store, stopping in front of an emerald–green hairpin.
“Take a look at this one.”
Having spent years in the entertainment industry, Suzy had developed an eye for luxury.
At first glance, the design seemed understated, yet the craftsmanship was anything but simple–bold yet timeless, its intricate
details drawing her in.
Her gaze swept over it, then dropped to the small nameplate below.
The moment she saw the designer’s name, she nearly jumped in excitement.
Rian!
This was a Rian’s original piece!
Rian quickly rose to fame in recent years as a master designer, her exquisite craftsmanship making her a favorite among elite
social circles.
Her work was highly sought after, but notoriously rare.
Each hairpin was a limited edition, often fetching astronomical prices.
And even with money, getting your hands on one was nearly impossible.
Suzy knew her grandmother adored pieces like this.
She even tried to reserve one before, only to be told that Rian had
Yet here it was right in front of her
releases available anytime soon.
Seeing Suzy’s excitement, a small smile tugged at Stellar’s lips as she explained, “This is one of the latest releases. It’s not
available online, only select boutiques received them. If you had mentioned it any later, it might have already been gone.”
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Before she could finish, a store attendant on duty suddenly approached.
The woman gave them both a once over, her expression instantly turning condescending.
This was an exclusive boutique that catered to an elite clientele. The kind of people who shopped here had status and wealth.
But the two women before her?
One was wearing sunglasses and a face mask, dressed like she was sneaking around.
The other was in casual, student–like attire–hardly the look of someone who could afford luxury.
Just as the attendant was about to speak, the store’s entrance swung open again.
A well–dressed, elegant woman strode inside, her posture exuding confidence.
“Has the new collection arrived?” she asked immediately.
Stellar turned instinctively at the familiar voice.
Her expression froze.
Of all people, she hadn’t expected to run into Percy’s mother, Margaret.
Margaret was just as surprised to see Stellar.
But the moment she laid eyes on her, she was reminded of their last phone call–the one where she had been thoroughly
humiliated.
The more she thought about it afterward, the anore irritated she became..
Still, in public, she had a reputation to uphold.
“Stellar? What a coincidence.”
The saying went that a friendly gesture shouldn’t be met with hostility,
Since Margaret had spoken first, there was no option but to acknowledge her greeting out of politeness.
But she had no intention of engaging: further.
Turning away, she gestured for the store attendant to take down the hairpin
Before the attendant could respond, Margaret’s voice rang out again, cutting in before Stellar could finalize her request.
“Take this one out for me to see
Her tone was casual, but her gaze passed over Stellar with mustakable condescension
In the past, Stellar would have immediately stepped aside, too intimidated to stand in her way
But not this time.
She simply smiled and said, “Apologies, but we reserved this in advance.”
Margaret’s smile faltered, her expression freezing for just a second.
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But she quickly recovered, her refined demeanor returning as she studied Stellar with a peculiar glint in her eyes.
“Stellar, dear, I understand. Percy didn’t give you much money after the breakup, and you must be upset. That was his mistake.”
She spoke in a gentle, patronizing tone, as if trying to soothe a child.
“But I know you’re a good girl, and you wouldn’t hold it against him. Still, let’s be honest—”
Her gaze swept to Suzy, who was still bundled up in her sunglasses and mask.
“You and your friend….aren’t exactly the kind of people who can afford something like this.”
She sighed, as if she truly sympathized
“I get it. You’re resentful. You even went out of your way to find out I’d be here today. That took some effort. So, how about this
She smiled sweetly.
“I do like this hairpin, but since you seem so determined, I’ll make you a deal. You can pick any other piece in the store, and I’ll
pay for it. Consider it my way of making amends. What do you say?”
