?Chapter 799:


    The sarcasm, though subtle, was as clear as daylight. Andromache’s expression stiffened as though she had just bitten into something bitter.


    She inhaled deeply, her fingers brushing over therge diamond ring adorning her hand. Her gaze trailed over Corrine’s attire, lingering on the dress she wore. “Are you here to shop as well?”


    Corrine idly traced the rim of her coffee cup before arching a brow. “Why? Is that forbidden?”


    Modern Square, after all, belonged to Ford Group—a birthday gift from her grandfather, no less. She could buy anything in this mall without spending a dime. Her presence here was perfectly reasonable. And yet, Andromache’s was a different matter altogether.


    Modern Square was one of Lyhaton’s premier luxury shopping destinations, but it was far from the only option. Given Andromache’s status, she wouldn’t normally pick this ce—unless, of course, the woman standing behind her, Leah, had a hand in it.


    Leah’s gaze flickered the moment Corrine’s sharp eyes settled on her. With practiced ease, she turned to Andromache and said sweetly, “That dress is beautiful; it will look stunning on you, Andromache. The embroidery is exquisite. No one else could bring out the grace and elegance of the dress.”


    Her words clearly delighted Andromache. She had been waiting for an opportunity to speak, and Leah had conveniently set the stage.


    “Find me one in my size,” Andromachemanded with an air of entitlement.


    The manager followed her gaze to Corrine’s dress, hesitation shing across his face. “Ms. Hopkins, that particr dress is a limited edition, the only one avable in our store. And thisdy has already purchased it.”


    More importantly, considering Andromache’s figure, wearing that dress would be… quite the challenge.


    Leah, unfazed, smiled and turned to Corrine. “If you’re willing to part with it, we’ll pay you double.”


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    Before Corrine could respond, one of the fitting room doors swung open, and Karina stepped out, a wry smile ying on her lips.


    “Leah, do you make it a habit to covet things that don’t belong to you? Why are you always so interested in Corrine’s possessions? How utterly shameless.”


    Leah’s face darkened. “Who are you calling shameless?”


    Karina rolled her eyes. “Oh, I think the person arguing right now should take a wild guess.”


    Leah’s cheeks burned with anger, but she wasn’t quick enough to outmatch Karina’s sharp tongue. Clenching her fists, she spat out, “Anyone with eyes can see that no one suits that dress better than Andromache!”


    Karina cocked her head, extending her hand as though measuring Leah’s face. “I’d love to p you. Care to find out how it feels?” Karina’s fiery temper was infamous among the elite circles. Unlike other socialites who wielded smiles as weapons, she had no interest in decorum—she’d fight first and worry about reputationster.


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