When Bianca was out, others couldn't tell she was wearing fake brands. But every time she went back to her hometown, she often ran into Talia, who would relentlessly mock her for wearing knockoffs.
In short, Bianca had never been able to hold her head high in front of Talia.
"Huh? Bianca, where did you buy the dress you're wearing today? It looks like Chanel. Did you go buy a knockoff again? I've advised you before, we should just buy what we can afford. Why care so much about vanity? Constantly buying fakes just isn't a good look," Talia said deliberately.
At this, the sales associate also gave Bianca a strange look.
Seeing how glamorous Bianca looked, the associate hadn't expected her clothes to be counterfeit.
"It's none of your business what she wears. Excuse me, Miss, do you just have too much time on your hands?" Elena clapped back at Talia without holding back.
Instead of getting angry, Talia tried to persuade Elena. "Miss, don't let her fool you. She's no rich heiress. You don't know this, but she and I grew up together. I know exactly what kind of trash she is. She just loves to pretend."
"Talia, you're crossing the line!" Bianca warned sharply.
"Oh, getting defensive because the truth hurts? I'm just stating facts. You might fool others, but you can't fool me!"
Elena didn't want to waste time arguing with her there.
"Bianca, let's just buy the pastry and go!"
Talia blocked their way. "I said it already, I'm buying this pastry!"
"Ring me up!" Talia reached for her phone.
The sales associate looked conflicted. "Miss, these two ladies asked for the dessert first."
Talia said domineeringly, "But they haven't paid yet. If they haven't paid, why can't I buy it? Besides, I'm a distinguished VIP member here. Doesn't your store policy prioritize VIPs? Therefore, you should give the dessert to me!"
The sales associate was still in a tough spot, but she didn't want to offend a VIP.
The dessert fell to the floor, leaving a huge mess.
Her dress was completely covered in cream.
Seeing this, Talia instantly flew into a rage. "Bianca, you broke bitch! You ruined my dress! Do you know how expensive this dress is? Can you even afford to pay for it? You idiot!"
Bianca crossed her arms and said disdainfully, "Didn't you want to eat this dessert? So I fed it to you!"
"Pay for my dress, you broke loser! Otherwise, I'm not letting this go today!"
Bianca scoffed dismissively, "How much is the dress?"
"Hmph! This is a dress designed by LUMEN Studio. It's one of a kind, and it was created by the famous designer Aurora. Can you afford to pay for it?" Talia wore an expression of bitter arrogance.
Now, Bianca was in a bit of a bind. Anything else would have been easy to handle, but since it involved LUMEN Studio and was a piece designed by Aurora, this was going to be tricky.

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