“Yes, your majesty!” Miles did not want to take off his sunglasses and simply curtsied his mother.
Amused, Catelyn turned and went to the washroom, only to bump into someone around the corner.
“I’m sorry—!”
An overwhelming scent of Grand Extrait Gardenia perfume attacked her, and because her nose happened to feel itchy at the time, she could not help but sneeze while apologizing.
Though she managed to cover her mouth in time, she could not stop the splatter of her saliva. She blushed awkwardly and apologized once again, her lashes fluttering as she did.
It had been so long since she smelt this perfume. Before the Clark family went bankrupt, this was her favorite because of how extravagant it was. At present, however, she preferred something more natural.
“What’s wrong with you? Can’t you see where you’re going?” Maia looked at the stain on her dress and barked mercilessly, “Do you know how much this dress—wait, Catelyn?”
Catelyn pulled out a wet tissue to wipe her mouth and realized the woman before her was Maia.
Dressed in the latest Gacci dress with her hand on a limited-edition purse from Hermis, her high heels made with crystal, Maia looked glorious covered in luxury brands.
The Clark family was also one of the most powerful families in Sapphire City. Catelyn belonged to one of the collateral bloodlines, and Maia was a lady of the main bloodline.
The two of them studied in the same class back in university. Though they were relatives, their relationship had been distant. Ever since Ezekiel disappeared, she had never seen anyone from her past social circle, knowing that no one would help and that most would rather rub salt onto her wound.
‘Tsk! Speaking like I’m going to live like a stray dog without the help of the Clarks,’ Catelyn mused to herself before her lips curled into a perfectly confident smile. “Sure. You can come to me for help as well, if you need anything.”
The smile on Maia’s face froze. “You’re funny. What could I possibly need your help with?”
“So do you need me to compensate for this dress?”
“It’s fine, this only costs around a million. Even the amount I casually give off to charity will be more than that.”
“It’s nice that you’re doing charity. The old master of the Clark family must be overjoyed.” Catelyn pointed at the washroom and continued, “I’m kind of in a hurry, so I’ll go in first. Let’s keep in touch.”
Maia watched as Catelyn left and snorted. Disgust filled her face instantly when she lowered her gaze at the dress she was wearing, thinking, ‘How unlucky. It’s kind of funny to see Catelyn Clark, the girl once referred to as the prettiest girl on campus, turning into a joke.’
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