A Love Forgotten Novel by Webfic

The man in the floral shirt, ignoring Evelyn’s sour expression, Immediately spoke up. “Babe, let’s just buy this one. Look, she hasn’t even worn it. If we go to the boutique, we’re gonna get ripped off.”

It was clear Evelyn didn’t come here to actually buy anything. She had just dragged this guy along to stir up trouble for me. Unfortunately for her, she had picked a man who wasn’t very bright and ended up sabotaging her plan.

Teri, catching on quickly, added fuel to the fire, “He’s right, you know? Branded items like these lose value the second they leave the boutique. Anyone buying directly from a boutique is a fool.

“But what can you do? Ari’s admirers tend to enjoy spending money on this kind of stuff. It’s not that she doesn’t like these pieces anymore. She just wants to sell them and get something truly high–end.”

She shot Evelyn a look. “Ms. Snow, why don’t you skip these and just go for the real good stuff?”

Evelyn, already stewing, asked, “What good stuff?”

Teri smirked. “Take him to an auction. There are pieces worth millions, even tens of millions of dollars. The question is whether you’ve got the means for it.”

Evelyn’s anger was so palpable, it seemed to distort her nose job.

She patted the floral–shirted man’s arm, her voice quivering with tears. “You said you’d buy me something. but now you’re settling for this cheap crap? Do you even love me?”

Even heroes were weak when beauty cried. Evelyn might not have been a natural beauty, but with a little cosmetic surgery and skillful makeup, she was a solid seven or eight. Her man clearly had a thing for her looks.

“Alright, alright! I’ll buy it! But Evy, since we’re here, let’s just pick something she hasn’t worn yet. I’ll get it for you.”

Evelyn glared at me, holding back her anger. She could sense something was off, but she couldn’t quite figure out what.

I casually started putting away two necklaces. “I actually quite like these. I think I’ll keep them.”

Evelyn immediately stopped me. “What? You had them out on display! How can you just decide not to sell them?”

I looked at her, “Well, are you buying them? If not, I’ll just take them back. After all, they’re quite expensive at the boutique.”

“Of course, we’re buying!” The man quickly grabbed the necklaces from me before I could put them away.

Evelyn, furious, snapped, “Buy what? Who would want her junk?”

Teri, never one to miss a chance to throw shade, snarled, “If you can’t afford it, then don’t waste our time pretending.”

Evelyn, seething, shot back, “Who says I can’t afford it? just don’t want to buy your trash!”

She tugged on the floral–shirted man’s arm. “Let’s go. Take me to the boutique.”

By now, the man had caught on. He knew that going to the boutique would mean spending a lot more money.

Here, he could get away with tens of thousands of dollars. But in a boutique, the salespeople would swarm him, and he wouldn’t be able to leave without dropping at least ten times that amount.

He remained seated and sighed. “Babe, it’s the same thing. Why don’t you just pick something here, and I’ll pay? If you don’t choose now, I’ll really have to go.”

Evelyn was taken aback to see that the guy she brought along was actually backing out. After a long pause, she spat out, “Fine! How much for that one?”

She pointed to the pearl necklace I was holding.

*Chanel, long strand. Over 50 thousand dollars at the boutique. I’ll let it go for 20 thousand dollars.”

Evelyn gasped. “What do you mean 50 thousand? You just said 15 thousand earlier!”

I gave her a slow, amused smile. “It’s 20 thousand dollars. This one’s a limited edition. I can put it on consignment if I want, can’t 17”

Evelyn’s face turned red with fury. “You’re raising the price on purpose!”Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

I ignored her and turned to the appraiser. “This one, this one, and that one, put them up for consignment. For the rest, give me a bulk price.”

The appraiser, eager to put an end to this scene, punched numbers into his calculator, the br loudly