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Millie stared at my bag, trying to see if it was
real. Her eyes flickered, but she quickly
composed herself.
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“So what? It’s just a bag. I can buy a
hundred. You probably had to save up for
months for that, right? I hope I don’t see your
nudes on some loan website.”
I shot back, “Yeah, right. Show me one. You’re just talking big.”
“Hmph, I’ll go buy one right now, you just
wait.”
Millie glared at me and went straight to the
mall to buy a bunch of designer bags.
She sent them to me privately, making sure I
saw them.
I did some math. Those bags were expensive,
worth at least two hundred thousand dollars.
Where did the money come from? Obviously,
the loan.
Over the next few days, Millie and I were at
odds. I bought a bag and posted it on social
media, and she bought a better one to one-
up me.
What she didn’t know was that those posts
were only visible to her.
As I hoped, she was hooked.
One weekend, I went to the mall during my
time off.
I needed some jewelry for an upcoming party,
something to make a statement.
The salesperson brought out several pieces
and began to describe them.
Just then, there was a commotion at the
entrance.
“What’s the most expensive diamond ring you
have? Show it to me.”
Hearing such an arrogant statement,
everyone looked over.
It was Millie and Chad.
Speak of the devil.
A salesperson went up to them, looked them
up and down, and gently reminded them,
“Ma’am, our most expensive diamond ring is
over ten million dollars. Are you sure you want
to see it?”
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Millie, now rich, was shocked by the price.
“Ten million? How can it be so expensive?
Aren’t diamonds just carbon?”
Everyone in the store laughed, including me.
They noticed me and walked over. “What are
you doing here? This isn’t a place for
peasants like you. Are you following us?”
Chad was so sure, as if I couldn’t live without
him.
“Are you crazy? I was here first. I think you’re
stalking me.’
“”
The salesperson backed me up. “Yes, this
lady was here first.”
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When she couldn’t win, Millie changed her
tune and looked at the jewelry I was looking
- “Can you afford it? What’s the point of
looking?”
“Mind your business, you can’t afford it
either.”
Millie thought I really couldn’t afford it and
smirked. “Of course, I can. How much for all
of them? I’ll take them all.”
The salesperson smiled. “Five million per set,
so it’s twenty million in total.”
They were both silent for a few seconds, then
pretended to nitpick. “Actually, I think these
are just so-so. Plus, I can’t wear so many at
once.”
