The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 1310

The sales associates could barely contain their smiles, bustling about as they packed up the items and arranged for delivery, squatting down now and then to rub Serena's legs.

Perched regally on the sofa, Serena sipped the coffee handed to her by a salesperson and wrinkled her nose in distaste. "This coffee isn't even as good as what my maid at home drinks."

Nicola, the salesperson, nodded enthusiastically, heaping on the flattery. "You're so generous with your spending. It's clear you don't come from an ordinary family. I bet your servant's salary is higher than ours. We're just wage earners, and without the little extra you're letting slip through your fingers, we wouldn't meet our targets this month."

"Indeed, we're so grateful you graced us with your presence. Otherwise, we'd be facing termination this month," Guti chimed in, diligently massaging Serena's shoulders, and couldn't help but gossip, "Young lady, is it your family or your boyfriend who spoils you with the card?"

Serena airily mentioned it was her boyfriend, which prompted a new wave of compliments and envy from the sales team, praising her for having such a generous boyfriend.

Serena couldn't help but bask in the glory.

"If your boyfriend is so willing to spoil you, why not try these boots?" Aurora interjected, hastily donning gloves to fetch a pair in Serena's size from the new arrivals that had come in just yesterday. "These are exclusive. Only one pair per size, and with your dainty feet, you'll look much more elegant than the other ladies."

She knelt down and carefully slipped the boots onto Serena's feet. Serena relished the royal treatment, glancing at her reflection in the mirror.

"Not bad, go ahead and pack them too," she said, handing over the card. "The PIN is 123456."

Aurora was taken aback by Serena's decisiveness. There wasn't a second of hesitation. "These boots are different from your other purchases. They are designed by a renowned fashion designer and are quite pricey, costing ninety-nine thousand dollars."

Ninety-nine thousand dollar boots would have once made Serena hesitate.

But today, she was shopping with Martin's card, and after all, it was Martin who had begged her repeatedly to use it.