Chapter 39

CHLOE DUARTE

“Two glasses of champagne would be great, thank you!", I dare to say when I see some customers also enjoying the drink.

“Of course, Miss Duarte!", she says with an embarrassed expression as she pours two glasses and hands them to us.

I take a sip of the bubbly drink and look around us carefully, there are fancy clothes, all kinds of heels, and handbags you can imagine.

I can see that in the back there is a display case where I predict it must be the accessories that the store also sells.

My curious eyes also land on some customers who are focused on their purchases, they are women and men who scream pure wealth from all sides.

“Wow, why is it rare that a rich person is ugly?", I smile at the grimace Samanta shows when she looks at a young man who passes us.

“Miss Duarte, James told me you were pretty, but I see he was being modest...", I get up from the sofa when I hear a feminine voice with a heavy accent behind us.

As I