Chapter 89
Nellie was more confused than ever.
Cameron put a lot of thought into preparing this dress. It fits perfectly and looks great, plus he even considered any potential risks from the chemicals in the fabric. Naturally, the price was sky–high.
Why did Cameron have a sudden change of heart and decide to let her take Greta’s place at tonight’s event?
The Dawson family maid felt a bit awkward and offered Nellie a sympathetic suggestion, “Mrs. Dawson, maybe we should try another store?”
But Nellie waved her off and stepped into the upscale boutique where Greta was shopping.
When Greta saw her, she was momentarily taken aback but quickly started flaunting her dress. “Nel, doesn’t this dress look stunning on me?”
ellie replied with a hint of irony, “Greta, diamonds symbolize eternal love. If you wearing this dress, I worry those high society gents might think you’re already spoken for. Wouldn’t that be a shame? So many potential suitors would be lost.”
Greta’s face blanched, and she quickly shifted gears. “Nel, are you here to pick out a dress? Choose any one you like, and I’ll cover it.”
Immediately, envious glances were cast in Nellie’s direction. The store assistant, Lea, remarked, “Miss, you’re so lucky. Your sister’s really generous.”
Nellie was lost in thought, gazing at Greta, who was all smiles.
Greta always loved playing the role of the doting sister, but who would guess that this so–called loving sister had taken her sibling’s kidney, her husband, and, ultimately… her life?
Nellie’s lips curled into a sly smile. She intended to show Greta that playing the devoted sister wasn’t as easy as it seemed.
She scanned the store, bypassing the ridiculously priced dresses at the front to avoid accusations of leeching off her sister. Finally, she casually grabbed a dress from a rack, “I’ll take this one.”
Though mixed in with others on the rack, this dress was quite pricey. It was right behind the exclusive spotlighted editions.
Greta was certain Nellie wouldn’t know its worth, and wanted to put on a sisterly act. However, her expression soured when she saw the price tag. “Nel, this dress doesn’t suit you. Your complexion won’t work with this color.”
The maid muttered under her breath, “If you don’t want to buy it, don’t make empty promises then.”
Nellie, holding her head high, instructed the maid, “I want this one… and these too. Wrap them all up.”
She continued to point at a few more until the maid whispered, “Ma’am, the money Mr. Dawson gave might not cover all this.”
That was when Nellie reined in her shopping spree. She ended up buying five dresses and tossed one over to Greta, “Greta, my husband gave me too much spending money. I can’t use it all. Help me out.”
Greta watched her spend money like it was nothing, with no concern for saving, and frowned as if Nellie were taking something from her.
“Nel, why are you buying so many dresses and spending so much? Don’t you feel guilty about how hard Cameron works for that money?”
The maid chimed in, defending Nellie, “Ms. Greta, your dress costs way more than Mrs. Dawson’s. If you can splurge, why should she
hold back?”
Greta was caught off guard, awkwardly mumbling, “I need these for social events. Unlike you, Nel. Cameron doesn’t seem to let you attend his parties.”
Nellie replied, “Hate to burst your bubble, Greta, but Cameron has already invited me to tonight’s party. It’s supposed to be a big deal, and no other woman can replace me, so I have to be there with him.”
