The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 869

It had been a long time and this woman had changed quite a bit.

Cassey sneered. "She's wearing Georgio Armani's design. It's a VIP tailor-made dress, priced at a market price of about 300,000 dollars; the purse hanging on her arm is a private collection, priced at a market price of about 700,000 dollars; her earrings and necklace are also new, adding up to almost one and a half million dollars; her shoes and bracelets are more common, adding up to a total of almost 100,000 dollars. Looks like this woman has found herself a rich guy.”

After a pause, she continued, “She’s also mingling quite well with those noblewomen, huh?"

I did not care if she was mingling well with those noblewomen or not. When I saw the women pulling and pushing Susan around, the anger in my heart could not be suppressed anymore. I quickly walked over and pushed them aside.

Before they could say anything, I said first, "Ladies, you're reputable figures around here. As women, don't you think it's a little disgraceful for you to team up against another woman?”

When Susan saw Cassey and me, she quickly came up

to me and whispered in my ear, "I was in a rush just now and accidentally bumped into Sara. I knocked her watch to the floor."

I looked at the floor after hearing what she said.

Sure enough, there was a broken watch on the floor.

It was Patek Philippe, which was worth millions.

"Who are you? Do you have a say here?" one of the noblewomen sternly said.

"She didn't apologize for breaking Sara's watch and acted in such a self-righteous manner. You think your actions are justified just because you’re poor?" These words were spoken by another noblewoman.

The two noblewomen were adorned with a lot of jewelry, which looked a little rustic. They were probably nouveau riche.

I snickered and brought the watch to Cassey. "Take a look."

I knew nothing about watches, but Cassey surely did.

Cassey glanced at it for a few seconds and clicked her tongue. "It’s Patek Philippe, alright. Tyler really is something. He's giving something that costs millions just like that. It looks like haute couture one too."

Susan lowered her head, looking a little downcast.

I glanced at her and took out my phone from my pocket to give Tyler a call.

The call quickly connected, and the warm voice of a man rang out in my ears. "Wandy."