Chapter 37 Playing the Victim
Natasha scoffed like she had heard the world’s funniest joke.
“Market price? What a big mouth you have! You know how much these shoes cost, and you think you can pay me back?”
Natalie sized her up quietly.
“If you don’t want me to pay, I’ll leave.”
“Who said I don’t want you to pay? This is a limited edition pair by Ada. It’s worth three hundred thousand.” Natasha raised her chin proudly. She said sympathetically, “It isn’t a small amount. Don’t hold out if you can’t actually pay.”
Three hundred thousand for a pair of shoes?
The police disliked such economic disputes. They were at a loss for words.
“Give me your bank card.”
“What?”
“Let me see.”
“Fine. Here.”
her bank card and showed it to Natalie for just a
tapped her pale
Ding!
lazily. “Please check your
“What?”
an octave higher. She stared
you being pretentious?
didn’t take Natasha’s
“What’s not possible? Instead of blabbering so much, just check your phone to see
Onlookers gradually gathered around.
she transferred the money.
the one putting
to be so embarrassing if she really transferred the
hundred thousand wasn’t a huge sum to her, she didn’t believe the ugly girl
check then!
opened up her
her head
received a total of three hundred thousand, not a penny
fast. Her complexion paled, and her voice trembled as she spoke. “H-How? W-Where did you get so
“You’ve already been compensated. Who the heck asks where the money came from?”
“You…”
Natalie was ruthless. She swept a glance at the high heels.
“Since I paid you every penny, you can take off your shoes now.”
“What do you mean?” Natasha stared at Natalie with wide eyes.
“Come now, is that really that hard to understand?” Xavian tilted his head. His eyes were dark. “Mommy already paid for the shoes. So now she’s the owner! Aren’t you embarrassed to be wearing someone else’s shoes?”
When Xavian spoke such ruthless words in his sickly sweet voice, Natasha was completely stunned.
It took a long time for Natasha to find her voice again. “How can you do this? If you take away my shoes, what am I going to wear?”
“What are you going to wear?” Natalie responded casually but coldly, “What does that matter to me?”
“You! You’re shameless!”
“I’m shameless? Natalie’s lips curved into a mocking smile. She glanced at the police officer beside her. “Officer, am I wrong for doing this?”
The officers thought about the context and replied carefully.
“Not at all.”