Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 210

Aria's POV

I had reached the door, about to exit, when Sophia's voice rang through the store. "How dare you pull out some random photos and pretend they're yours! The sheer audacity!"

Vivian surveyed me with an exaggerated smile. "I've never seen such nerve in my life."

Lillian, who had been simmering with resentment, finally erupted.

"You two might not be pretentious, but what good is wearing expensive brands when you snatch parking spots and drunk drive? No amount of Jo Malone perfume can wash away the stench of your bad taste!" She finished with a contemptuous sniff. "From head to toe, utterly vulgar and tasteless!"

This was probably the first time anyone had publicly insulted Vivian and Sophia. The manager seemed to quickly realize there was pre-existing bad blood between us. She signaled to her staff to de-escalate the situation, while a colleague tried to calm Vivian and her friend.

Vivian, however, refused to back down, insisting that they still wished to clear the store for private shopping.

Lillian, feeling satisfied after her verbal revenge, prepared to leave. "Aria, let's go somewhere else. The air here is polluted."

I had just finished replying to Aidan's text, and Lillian's comment almost made me burst out laughing.

Glancing at Vivian and Sophia's flushed faces—they were now red with fury—I suddenly felt it wasn't worth bothering Aidan over such a minor incident.

"You're right—it's a bit stuffy in here," I agreed earnestly, leaving the manager momentarily speechless.

Outside the store, I gave Lillian a thumbs-up. "Brilliant!"

"Of course," she said triumphantly. "What else did you expect?"

As I was praising her, my phone lit up with a reply from Aidan: "S Brand just delivered a batch of new dresses to the Global store. Three of them will be sent to our house. You might want to drop by to try them on and get them altered." He included photos of the three dresses he mentioned.

I felt a rush of heat creep up my neck as I realized Lillian was looking at me. "I didn't mean he was more important than you," I quickly explained. "I was just trying to ask if Aidan had a membership card for this store..."

Lillian hadn't intended to peek, but the images were clearly visible on my screen when she glanced over. "It's fine, I'm used to being a third wheel."

My cheeks grew even hotter. "Should we go look at handbags instead?" Since Vivian and her group were still inside, I didn't want to deal with any more of their sarcastic comments.

Lillian nodded, but then suddenly grabbed my arm. "Wait—those dresses Aidan just texted you about, aren't they the ones they're looking at?"

We stopped in front of the store's glass window, through which the interior was clearly visible. Following Lillian's gaze, I saw Vivian and Sophia handling the very dresses Aidan had shown me in his message.

The sales assistant seemed to be explaining something to them—most likely that Aidan had already reserved the dresses and they couldn't be purchased. Judging by their increasingly displeased expressions, the conversation wasn't going well for them.

I raised an eyebrow, recalling their earlier condescending tone. A thrill of schadenfreude washed over me.

"What a coincidence," I murmured. "It looks like I really *should* try on my dresses."

As we turned and strode back into the boutique, Lillian gave me a conspiratorial thumbs-up.

This time, Lillian remained silent as I approached the manager.

I deliberately cast a slow glance at Vivian, who was still arguing with the sales assistant. "I apologize for the misunderstanding," I told the manager calmly, "but those dresses do appear to be mine." While strictly speaking, Aidan bought them, they were for me—which was close enough, especially for making a point.

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