In the Lap of Luxury

The next day, Noelle rushed to Amirate to tell Grace about what had happened the night before.

"Joshua has an official girlfriend that he's been seeing for about three or four months. However, the Iversons don't acknowledge her existence, and her background is unclear. They just treat it as him playing around."

Grace was flipping through some documents. "For the Iversons, even both the Hawkins family and Hawkins Group put together are insignificant.

"Besides, Benjamin had exiled Celia to Astana. How did she come back?"

Noelle shook her head. "No one knows. I heard that Joshua erased all traces of her past."

This was interesting. Was Celia really that capable?

Grace twirled the pen in her hand. "How were things last night?"

"Joshua and Timothy were like oil and water. Timothy tried to trick him into slipping up but failed despite trying the entire night. He was furious."

Grace couldn't help laughing at the idea that Timothy had failed for once.

"Celia was at the table playing cards with the rest of the women. The other ladies were afraid of Joshua, so they gave her a lot of advantages. She won quite a lot of money and got all high-and-mighty about it. She looked down on everyone!"

Noelle got angry again when she thought about Celia's behavior.

"I wouldn't even have spared her a glance in the past, but now she's somehow gotten herself into this position and is lording it over everyone."

Grace felt resigned. She poured Noelle a glass of water. "What would she be without Joshua as her benefactor? You're the heiress to Elysium Bank You don't need to stoop to her level."

Noelle deflated at once. "What would I be without Elysium Bank? We're the same, to be honest."

Grace was startled.

"Grace, my father still wants me to have a marriage alliance."

"Why? The Global Chamber of Commerce is doing well, even by international standards. They're on par with Elysium Bank."

She knew that Noelle and Timothy already had feelings for each other.

"My father says that we're

conflicting entities, and Elysium Bank isn't in a particularly good position. He doesn't like Timothy

ch either, because he thinks that Timothy is too carefree. He wants his future son-in-law to be stern and reliable."

Grace understood. Anthony's ultimate goal was to gain a strong ally for Elysium Bank through a marriage alliance.

Among the current unmarried heirs of prominent families, Joshua was one of those who fit the bill.

Grace sighed and comforted Noelle. "Don't be sad. It's almost the new year. Let's go shopping."

Noelle didn't remain in low spirits. "Alright. The bag I ordered has arrived, and I'm too lazy to get someone to deliver it."

It happened to be at Grace's boutique.

Grace had messaged Emily in advance, but unexpectedly, she didn't get a reply. She parked her sports car outside the boutique, only to find that it had been sealed off.

One of the sales assistants rushed out. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lewis. We have an important guest here today."

Grace was surprised, but she dismissed it. If rich ladies were coming to her boutique, it meant that they acknowledged it.

"It's alright. You can get on with things. We'll wait."

The sales assistant was hesitant.

"That important guest has a gold card and is a premium customer Now, they're making things difficult for Ms. Jenkins on purpose, aff because of a bag. They insist that it's fake and that it's damaged."

Making trouble for Emily?

Grace's expression changed immediately, and she pulled Noelle in with her.

As expected, several women were standing in the waiting area. They couldn't see the face of the one in the middle clearly, but she was holding a bag and pointing accusingly at Emily.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

"I trust this brand, and I know that they would never manufacture fake goods. You are the one who must be benefiting from this by changing my bag."

Emily's tone was tinged with

tolerance. "Lalready told you. Why

would I change the customers'

bags? I manage this boutique. You should go out and ask around. This has never happened at our store! Celta, you're crossing the line!"

Celia!

Grace and Noelle exchanged glances. Then, they pushed through the crowd. "Do you have evidence that it's fake?"