"It's twenty-two million dollars,” the sales attendant answered respectfully, and Lisa’s eyes widened in shock. Although I looked at her smugly, my heart also went into a nervous shock. It was that expensive; how could I not expect that? I mean, it was a dress that Senor Felipe personally liked; he even named the dress. I was so stupid.
“Why is it so expensive?" Lisa asked in shock.
“Do you expect my Ciara to be cheap in the first place? Are you calling Ciara mediocre?” Senore Fellipe questioned her angrily as he hit his mahogany table and stood up while pointing at Lisa. Lisa looked dignified and sad, as if she had been wronged, but I inwardly laughed at her. A few moments ago, she was bragging to Alex and me about how much she knew about Senor Fellipe, and we didn't.
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