The moment the salesperson noticed Catherine hesitating, she piped up, “Just so you know, two other customers were looking at this crib earlier. They said they’d think about it and might come back.”
“Then I’ll take it,” Catherine said right away, reaching into her purse to grab her phone and pay.
Before she could, a hand holding a black credit card slipped in front of her, offering it straight to the salesperson.
“I want this crib,” a voice announced.
Catherine looked up and instantly recognized Sally’s distinctive manicure, her nails painted a soft pistachio green.
The salesperson looked awkward. “Um, this lady was just about to buy it.”
“‘About to’ is not the same as buying. She hasn’t paid yet,” Sally replied coolly.
The salesperson looked stuck, not sure what to do.
Catherine let out a sigh. “Sally, a cheap crib like this isn’t even your style. You really don’t need to throw your money away just to mess with me.”
Eight thousand dollars for a crib made Catherine’s heart ache a little, but for the Lee family, even eighty thousand wouldn’t matter. Sally was clearly just trying to get under her skin.
Sally smiled, shoving her card into the salesperson’s hand. “Of course I need it. I’m buying it for you.”
Catherine blinked in surprise.
Sally nodded toward the salesperson. “Go on. Pay for it and deliver it to Catherine’s place.”
The salesperson, finally catching on, took the card and hurried to the register.

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