I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178 The Price of Luxury

Other people looking down on her didn’t bother Ellis.

?

If she had to think about what truly affected her right now, it was simple–being broke.

Finished

Back at the office, she hadn’t even reached her desk when she noticed several boxes sitting on top of it, wrapped in fancy packaging.

Was Amelia still not giving up?

But as she glanced around, she saw that every desk in the executive office had the same boxes.

One of her coworkers waved her over, looking excited.

“Ms. Harper, Nexus Group sent us gifts! Everyone in the executive office got one.”

“Check yours! Mine is a Hermès scarf!”

“Giving out holiday gifts was standard corporate etiquette. Since the company had business with Nexus Group, it wasn’t

unusual for them to send presents with Thanksgiving coming up.

Ellis wasn’t surprised to hear that the gifts included Hermès scarves.

Hermès was a top–tier luxury brand, but not everything they sold was unattainably expensive. A basic scarf only cost a few thousand, nothing outrageous.

Under the expectant gazes of her coworkers, Ellis unwrapped her box.

Unlike the others, her gift was a shoulder bag.

It was mostly black with carefully woven accents of other colors. At first glance, it looked ordinary, but on closer inspection, the intricate design, craftsmanship, and the unmistakable logo on the packaging all screamed luxury.

One of her more impatient coworkers immediately snapped a photo and ran a reverse image search.

Ellis, seeing the familiar logo, was reminded of her old closet at the Hudson family estate.

Easton had never handed her cash directly, but she could buy anything she wanted with his card. There was no spending limit.

Back then, she had a bit of a poor–person–turned–rich mentality. With the doors to a whole new world flung open, she spent money without a second thought.

She had been a VVIP at Hermès. Bags were her weakness, and she had collected almost every classic piece–mostly limited editions and custom orders–carelessly scattered throughout her closet.

But now?

Now she was so broke that she wouldn’t even step foot into a Hermès store.

The gift boxes were taking up too much space, blocking her computer screen. Ellis was about to move them aside when her coworker suddenly let out a gasp.

“Ms. Harper! Your bag costs 170,000!”

170,000!

Ellis’s attention immediately snapped to her.

She had assumed it was just an ordinary bag worth a few thousand. But instead, it was worth six figures?

Sure, she had seen more expensive bags before. Back when she was Mrs. Hudson, her collection included million–dollar pieces made from exotic leathers.

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Nexus Group hadn’t even profited from the project yet, and they were already handing out gifts this extravagant?

Mr. Morty?