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Chapter 750

Timothy felt conflicted. If his eyes weren’t deceiving him, he clearly caught her mocking expression at
the mention of marriage.
His suspicion of her identity grew.
Meanwhile, Mia sauntered around the resort alone. She was heading toward a building nearby to use
the restroom when she ran into Shelly and Luna.
She noticed that Shelly’s posture seemed slightly off. It was definitely due to the blisters on her heels
caused by her ill–fitting shoes. Mia was appalled at her nerve to squeeze herself into the designer
shoes despite knowing it would hurt.
Shelly approached Mia with a docile smile. “Monalize, the ambiance here is really nice. It’d be great if
you and Tim had your wedding here in the future.”
“It’s too early for me and Timothy to discuss these things.” Mia had never thought about marrying
Timothy. The idea itself was absurd.
Shelly’s gaze darted toward Luna before she said, “Monalize, don’t say that. It think he’s serious about
the relationship. He’s finally dating someone after being single for so many years. If you become a
member here in the future, recommend me so I can throw my birthday party here.”
Mia knew her last sentence was her real intention.
Feeling indignant, Luna immediately chimed in, “Shelly, Mrs. Barrett’s planning to throw a party for
Asher’s birthday next month. It will also be held here. Don’t forget to come.”
Shelly snickered. “What does your son’s birthday have anything to do with me? He’s not my son, after
all. Don’t get ahead of yourself just because you coaxed Aunt Sharon into organizing a birthday party
for Asher by giving her a present.
“I know you’re using that fashion director. You couldn’t afford to compensate her after ruining a dress
you borrowed from her, so you let her tag along to offset your debt, isn’t it?”
Shelly was well aware that Luna was boasting about how Asher could celebrate his birthday here. She
simply wouldn’t let Luna have it her way.
Mia raised a brow. “Now it makes sense of the identity of the woman who had been following you, Ms.
Maynard. She didn’t look like a socialite.”
“She’s just like Luna, desperate to become part of the upper crust. Have a look at yourself. Do you
think that’s possible?”
Luna’s expression changed drastically. She’d been tolerating Shelly’s insolence to befriend the
Barretts. Little did she expect Shelly to change her footing so quickly over some small favors and even
seize every chance to defy her.
Luna couldn’t bear it anymore. She snickered. “Shelly, who do you think you are? You’re vain, a
showoff, ambitious yet incapable, and you’ve been leeching off your parents. You’re literally dressed in
knockoffs apart from your shoes. And you’ve got the nerve to flaunt them?”
Mia arched her brows. What was Luna implying? Did the fashion director accompanying her realize
that something felt off?
Shelly sneered. “Knockoffs? Are you blind? I bought them all at the show. You weren’t even invited to
the show. How do you even muster such nerve to lecture me about their authenticity?”
Luna was unyielding. “I don’t, but the fashion director I brought along today used to work in Vior. She’s
very familiar with their craftsmanship. She could tell at a glance that your outfit was fake. Do you really
think Monalize is that nice to you?”
Shelly was stunned. She turned toward Mia in utter bewilderment.