Chapter 4. The Arrival of a Rival

Audrey’s POV

As I strolled down the hallway, a girl complimented me, saying, "Audrey, you look absolutely gorgeous today! What’s your skincare routine? Your skin is flawless."

"Thank you for the compliment, but even if you sold your father’s low-budget company, you still wouldn’t be able to afford my routine," I replied with a sweet smile.

Another girl inquired about my heels, uniform, bag, and hair accessories, remarking on how pretty they were. She wanted to know where I got them.

"These are limited editions, a gift from my father. You won’t find them anywhere; only fakes," I responded, the sound of my blue heels echoing on the tiled floor. Flipping my long blonde hair over my shoulder, I struck a pose against my locker and took a picture. I immediately posted it on all my social media pages, and the likes and comments started pouring in. It was only lunch break, and I had just arrived at school. It wasn’t my fault, thou