"Audrey, how many tis do I have to tell you before you rember?" The haughty girl impatiently glanced at her cousin, who was practically jumping up and down with anger.
"I—" The young girl, scolded by the cousin she admired, had red eyes and looked increasingly resentful at Enna Clark. She clenched her fists, forcing down her resentnt, and with a dismissive gesture, raised her chin towards Enna as if she were dismissing a beggar, "Since my cousin gave it to you, just take it. Consider yourself lucky. As long as it’s not anything too excessive, go to the company with my cousin’s business card, and the reception will help you out. But don’t push your luck. Don’t think my cousin gave it to you because she likes you.
My cousin is just helping pass it to you; for anything under 15 thousand, you can ask for assistance, but for anything above that, don’t embarrass yourself by using the card. Even if my cousin agrees to help you, I won’t!"
In her view, considering Enna Clark’s age and the car she drove, the clothes she wore, she was nothing more than a little boss’s mistress.
thousand might just be the price of a dress or a bag for them, but it was already a lot for ordinary people.
She didn’t want Enna Clark to take advantage of them.
Wendy Hanson had the sa thought. She gave Enna Clark her business card only because Audrey Hartwell had made such a scene earlier.
The most important thing was that the other party’s coback was too sharp.
If she didn’t make any gesture, she’d end up being the not-so-noble swan they mocked.
Though she didn’t look down on the woman in front of her as much as Audrey Hartwell did, she wasn’t particularly impressed by her either. Just like Audrey Hartwell said, this woman was just soone who drove a BMW. Regardless of whether she was a mistress or not, in her eyes, she was just an insignificant speck of dust.
The reason she gave her business card was to save face for Audrey Hartwell. After all, besides them, there was also the parking staff. Audrey Hartwell was with her and was her cousin, so if Audrey looked bad, she’d naturally look bad too.
But if the other party used the card to make excessive demands, she wouldn’t be pleased either.
So she didn’t stop Audrey Hartwell from finishing her speech.
After Audrey Hartwell finished, she continued holding out the business card, reminding Enna, "Miss, please accept it."
Enna glanced at the business card being offered to her, then glanced at the young girl behind Wendy, glaring at her with resentnt, and did not reach out her hand, "No need, keep it for yourself. I won’t use it."
No need, keep it for yourself. I won’t use it.
As soon as she said this, Wendy was taken aback. Audrey Hartwell had the biggest reaction, first widening her eyes in disbelief, then looking at Enna as if she were an idiot, letting out a mocking laugh, "Tsk, you don’t want it? Either your appetite is too big, or you’re just showing off. I’ve seen plenty of won like you..."
"Oh, where have you seen so many? I’ve definitely not seen as many as you." Enna had long been displeased with Audrey’s loose tongue, especially since she had previously been slandered behind her back about her mother, "You really do get around."
Seeing so many ’mistresses’, what’s so knowledgeable about that, Enna’s words were clearly a jab at her.
Audrey realized this, her face turning red with anger. Not even Wendy could stop her as she charged forward, jabbing her finger into Enna’s shirt, furious, "Say that again? You think I can’t deal with you, right? Who do you think you are!"
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