Amabel didn't plan on letting it slip that she was being kept. It was normal for people to win the lottery or something similar and become rich overnight. She wasn't going to explicitly share what that was and was going to let that torment Susan.
After giving Susan her piece, she looked at the sales attendant helping her and pointed at several lingerie. Previously she was torn between two but after being harassed by Susan, she thought to herself, why bother to choose when she could just buy everything that she wanted.
With that in mind, she not only picked bras but nice panties as well while ignoring Susan who was trying to make her case.
"I think this Susan should just keep it quiet. Is she not tired?" another woman shook her head as she looked disapprovingly at Susan.
After seeing the way Amabel carried herself, she didn't believe at all that Amabel was kept. That confidence was top level.
Susan hearing the people on Amabel's side was even more furious, she thought of a plan to make Amabel's plan shattered.
"Fine, you are saying that you are rich, right?" with her hands on her waist, she called out to Amabel who had just finished picking her lingerie.
Amabel's lips turned upwards, finding where this drama was going very interesting.
"Yes, I am rich. Don't tell me that you want me to prove it?" she asked mockingly, a teasing glint flickering in her eyes.
Susan stomped her feet as she harumphed and answered, "Yes, prove it!"
"Tche! Who are you?" Amabel retorted, looking away but that only fueled Susan's resolve.
Amabel should be hiding something and lying. If she can't even prove that, then it meant that she was being kept.
Even the spectators were quite intrigued by that.
"Why is Amabel refusing?"
"Hehe, perhaps she is scared of being seen through."
"She can't be using her lover's card, right?"
"What if she doesn't want to play along?"
They started it again but more voices were suspecting Amabel and this time, Susan was very happy, she egged Amabel, "You were saying that I wronged you and accused you. Since you are rich, then proving this should be a small matter, right?"
Amabel turned to look at Susan, her expression unreadable and asked, "what do I get from proving myself? Satisfy your vain heart?"
Susan raised her pointed chin at Amabel and boldly said, "Fine. Since you can't eat a loss, then what about this?"
Everyone's ears perked in interest, curious to what Susan wanted to do and the girl didn't disappoint. "As long as you can prove that you are rich and the money is yours, I will do one thing for you and kneel down to apologize but if you can't then you must post a video and publish it on the school forum and on your social media, and accept the fact that you, Amabel, you are nothing but a shameless bitch. Can you do that?"
The young lady scoffed in disbelief as she listened to that. She nudged at the lady next to her and said, "Jane, don't you think that this crazy girl is digging a grave for herself?" looking at Susan with disdain.
Anyone with a well working brain could see that Amabel was too confident and that was a dangerous trait that one shouldn't fight with. Susan was doomed to lose in this round.
Jane smiled as she looked at the young lady and answered, "Miss Beatrix, she has already lost from the first second," echoing her mistress's words and Beatrix smiled as she rubbed her small chin.
"The drama is about to get fired up. Let's go ahead. I think that it's time for me to make a new friend," Beatrix said excitedly as she started moving forward.
Jane seeing her young lady going forward, she followed behind a helpless smile on her face.
'The Young Master should be expecting some drama tonight, right?'
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Amabel looked at this stupid woman with a smile, thinking to herself just how easy it was to slap people's faces.
She was suddenly grateful for Valentine for getting the card in her name. If he had done so in his name, she might be the one losing face today.
Seeing Susan digging her own grave, she was even quite eager to push her into it.
"Are you sure that's what you want?" Amabel before agreeing to the bet calmly asked.
Susan nodded heavily as she looked at Amabel triumphantly as if she had won the bet already.
Amabel's lips curled upwards upon hearing that and let out a sigh before agreeing to the bet conditions.
"Fine, I will agree to that. I just hope that you won't say otherwise when you lose face later!"
"Tche! You should be worried about yourself and not me!" Susan didn't believe that she would lose and confidently say but those watching the scene couldn't help but shake their heads.
Anyone could see that Amabel had already won before the bet even started. They might have been prejudicing a moment ago but now, they didn't think the same at all.
Amabel seeing Susan very adamant, she shrugged her shoulders before looking at the sales attendant with a smile, "can you please help me bill them? I would like to settle my bill now!"
The sales attendant flashed a professional smile at Amabel and readily brought the lingerie to the till to settle the bill.
While the bill was being sorted, Amabel couldn't help but took a look around. Although it was a pity that she couldn't buy in the shop anymore after all the drama, in the future, she might come back. She might as well check what was available.
In the middle of doing so, someone approached her and she halted in her tracks as she looked at the young lady who seems to be around her age.
"Hello Amabel, you can call me Beatrix and I want to be your friend," Beatrix directly stated her intentions without giving Amabel a chance to digest what was happening.
Were people this straight forward nowadays?