Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 430

Cherie stood there, staring at Gabrielle sullenly. "Gabrielle, it is you who always bear a grudge against me, not the other way around," Cherie said.

"Cherie, you always want to buy whatever I fancy. It's like you gravitate towards anything I like. Who among us do you think is the one bearing a grudge? If I say I want everything in this shop, will you purchase them all?" Gabrielle asked Cherie calmly. Cherie was acting like a victim all of a sudden.

"What's wrong with that? I can afford them, so I can buy these things if I want, and you don't have any say in it. If you can afford them too, then I'm not stopping you from buying as well. If you can buy everything here, then you go ahead," Cherie arrogantly said with a shrug. She was openly challenging Gabrielle.

Gabrielle sighed. 'Didn't Cherie do it on purpose? It has happened too many times to think of it as a coincidence. Does she hate me that much?'

Gabrielle scoffed. She couldn't help but admire Cherie when she said she would buy all the lighters of this shop.

It didn't matter how much they would cost. Cherie could buy whatever struck her fancy. The thing was, what did she buy all those lighters for?

A lighter here wasn't a necessity. If she bought all of them, she couldn't even use them all up. What was Cherie thinking? She might be insane.

Gabrielle wouldn't go that far. She refused to compete with Cherie like this.

"Cherie, I'm not in the mood to play such boring games with you. Since you want to buy them, then go and buy them all. I'll go to another shop to buy one, or do you plan to buy all the lighters in the city today?" Gabrielle raised her eyebrows and looked at Cherie, wondering if she was going to make things difficult for her today. It wasn't beyond Cherie to do something so petty.

Cherie was initially stunned when she heard what Gabrielle said. Suddenly, something flared in her eyes—a flash of ruthlessness—that surprised Gabrielle and took her aback.

"Gabrielle, what the hell do you want from me?" Cherie asked Gabrielle first. Her tone became increasingly cold and vicious. She crossed her arms over her chest and eyed Gabrielle up and down.

The question baffled Gabrielle. She tilted her head to the side and looked at Cherie in confusion.

"Cherie, what do you mean? Can you make it clearer? What do I want? What can I do to you? Really?" Gabrielle didn't know what to make of it. Was Cherie being deliberately cryptic? What was this?

Gabrielle hated it when people said anything puzzling and unclear. She always preferred those who were direct and straightforward. Cherie was playing the victim card, which only disgusted Gabrielle.

"What do I mean? Stop acting innocent and then taking others' kindness for granted. You never appreciate anything like that at all!" Cherie kept blaming Gabrielle. She was so tunnel-sighted, and she felt like everything Gabrielle did was wrong.

Gabrielle's initial irritation gave way to total confusion. She had no idea what she did wrong, what Cherie thought she did to warrant such accusation. Somehow, it made Gabrielle feel bad.

There should always be a reason why people treated others like this. It was too unjust to accuse someone of doing something when that person had no idea what it was. If Gabrielle had done anything to offend Cherie, she should have just said it clearly!

What was more, Cherie was always against her. She always seized every opportunity to bring Gabrielle down and make trouble for her. Cherie was also impressively good at exaggerating things and blowing them out of proportion.

Last time, it was about the dress, and now, it was the lighter. What was wrong with Cherie? Was it because she was used to hating Gabrielle no matter where they were?

"Cherie, you need to give a valid reason before you pronounce someone guilty. Why are you doing this to me? Why are you making up these stories?" Gabrielle couldn't rein in her frustration anymore. She hated it when people went above and beyond to make trouble for her.

"Gabrielle, Lance has always been so good to you. Why are you taking it for granted? You selfishly enjoy his kindness, but you never think of giving back to him!" Cherie was red in the face, and her voice was getting louder.

Suddenly, something clicked in Gabrielle's mind.

Sure enough, it was related to Lance again. The animosity between her and Cherie usually stemmed from anything and everything related to Lance.

"Cherie, Lance has always been nice to me. He's been concerned for my welfare since I was a child. What's the point of asking me this no

w? Why don't you just go to him and tell him to stop being so good to me instead of constantly making trouble for me whenever we meet?" Gabrielle didn't wait for Cherie to explain further. She turned around and was about to leave.