Third Person's POV
Gloria's eyes widened in disbelief.
Thirty-six million eight hundred thousand dollars? And they expected her to pay without a second thought?
The attendant's smile faltered, now seeming tinged with disdain.
Humiliation and resentment surged within her. She forced back tears and said to the attendant, "We'll pass."
She braced for sarcasm, but the attendant remained polite. "Of course, feel free to browse more or visit us again."
He gestured for Sabrina to return the box.
After a long pause, Sabrina still didn't comply.
"Who said we're leaving? I want this set. Mother, make Luna Gloria pay," she insisted.
Rosemary, though internally recoiling at the price, steeled herself.
With Adelaide in the next room and onlookers gathering, she couldn't afford to lose face.
