Victoria clung to Raymond’s arm with the air of a victor. “Minnie, if you really like living here, I could have Ray find you a temporary job at a chain store. Working there would be better than at some individually–owned shop, wouldn’t it?”
I gave her a sideways glance and said, “My current job is quite good. The salary is much higher than before.”
Victoria’s expression froze. Clearly, she had not expected this response. She looked at my clothes again, and there was a flash of envy in her eyes.
“Your clothes… are quite fashionable.”
I replied casually, “Of course. I wear only the latest styles.”
Victoria bit her lip, unwilling to back down. “Hmph, it’s just cheap clothing. What’s so special about it?”
1 deliberately looked them up and down, my gaze lingering on Victoria’s worn–out high heels and then over Raymond’s faded, washed–out shirt. My tone carried a hint of mockery as I said, “Better than some people who can’t afford a single item. Life seems rather difficult, doesn’t it?”
Victoria’s expression changed as she forced a smile. “You’re talking nonsense. We’re doing just fine!”
I raised an eyebrow. “Really?
“How about this? For old times‘ sake, I’ll give you a 20% discount on that dress. What do you say?”
