“How can you afford such a shabby gift? Viola gave you clothes worth 34,000 dollars. Even if you are rude, you don’t have to give me this rubbish, right? You have eaten up the Dolton Family’s education! How could you be this?!”
The delicate ornaments on the round fan were deformed by the fall.
Her feelings were destroyed in an instant and tears welled up in Beatrice’s eyes.
She didn’t want this dress.
There was only 20,000 dollars in her bank card. If she bought a gift for Viola, she would not have enough money to pay the down payment for the house. Even if she was determined to buy a gift for Viola, she would not have enough money.
Just as Beatrice was hesitating while holding the bank card in her pocket, Viola suddenly spoke.
“Harold, Beatrice is not like me. Her family does not have such strong financial resources. Please do not embarrass her for my sake. I heard there’s a charity auction tonight. As compensation, can you accompany me there? Okay?”
The atmosphere was deadlocked for a long time.
After a while, Harold suddenly laughed and put his arms around her waist affectionately.
“You’re right. She has lived in the Dolton Family for so many years as the eldest daughter of the Dolton Family. I’ve gotten used to it and forgotten that she is a poor girl at heart and has no money. Forget it. I don’t count on her. I’ll go to the charity event with you. Today is your birthday. I’ll take pictures of anything you like.”
Harold forgot that today was also Beatrice’s birthday.
Even though she was ready to leave and give up everything, when Beatrice heard Harold’s sarcastic humiliation, she felt indescribably depressed.
She just stood there straight, tightly holding the bank card in her bag, with an embarrassed look on her face.
She didn’t know if it was psychological factors, but she felt like she had acid reflux in her stomach.
Beatrice’s expression was extremely unnatural and she just wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
“Brother, sister-in-law, I won’t bother you anymore.”
But how could Viola let Beatrice go? She held Beatrice’s hand tightly and refused to let go.
“Beatrice, do you not like me being your sister-in-law? That’s why you don’t like the gifts I give you and you don’t like appearing in the same place with me?”
What a big nonsense.
Just as Beatrice was about to retort, Harold pulled Viola away with a sullen face, leaving her with something to say.