Her Tears Are His Weakness novel Chapter 213

The sales assistant beamed and responded cheerfully, "Absolutely! I'll be sure to find you a bag you'll love."

Chione was stunned. She was still standing in line, and suddenly she was being let in. She didn't want a bag that cost 50 or 60 thousand dollars, let alone anything more expensive. She couldn't afford that at all.

She instinctively wanted to decline but felt pressured by the curious, mocking stares of those around her.

She'd just been smug, teasing Samantha for being broke. Yet, Samantha had casually pulled out a VIP card that got her straight into the store. She'd even generously invited Chione to join her.

If Chione refused, she'd be slapping herself in the face. Given how prideful she'd always been, at this point, she could only force herself to follow Samantha and Layla into the store.

The entire store was bathed in soft gold and ivory tones, creating an air of elegance and quiet luxury. From the ceiling hung massive crystal chandeliers, their light refracting into dazzling sparkles.

Along the towering display walls, an array of handbags in various styles was neatly arranged. The mere act of standing in a store like this made one feel a palpable pressure.

Samantha clearly felt Layla's grip on her hand tighten. She turned slightly to glance at her. Layla's jaw was visibly clenched—a sign she was feeling a little tense.

Truthfully, this was Samantha's first time in a place like this as well. But it didn't matter. With money in her account, she had confidence. Besides, this store belonged to Leonardo. At that thought, she felt calmer.

"Layla, let's help Chione pick something. We're just browsing casually, but she's ready to shop."

Samantha had already gained significant status by bypassing the queue with her VIP card. She had nothing to prove by making a purchase. After all, it was common knowledge that anyone with a VIP card like hers was a frequent patron of the store.

"I..." Chione tried to explain, but she couldn't come up with a good reason.

The eager crowd in line was captivated, making it hard for her to find an escape.