_Author’s POV_
Zarelle nodded to the manager, who turned to Celina with a smile that was partly polite and partly derisive.
“She can ask you to leave because she just became the owner of this shop.”
“You are kidding,” Celina said, though she knew it was probably true.
Thessaly’s hand flew to her mouth. “No way!”
With Zarelle’s permission, the manager showed the transfer records on her phone to the two women. “The transaction was completed a minute ago.”
The digital paperwork was all there—purchase agreement, bank transfer confirmation, and immediate ownership transfer. In the span of a few minutes, Zarelle had gone from customer to proprietor, wielding the kind of financial power that could reshape situations instantly.
Elsa leaned over Zarelle’s shoulder to glimpse
