He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 86

Theresia barely had time to protest as Helena all but dragged her into the MOMO boutique. The moment they stepped inside, Theresia spotted it—the blue dress shining under the lights, displayed on a mannequin behind a glass case.

Helena walked straight up to the sales associate. “Can you take that dress out? My friend wants to try it on.”

The associate approached, eyeing them up and down, clearly sizing up whether they belonged in a place like this.

Helena’s patience snapped. “Is there a problem? I asked you to bring us a dress, not run a background check.”

Luxury boutiques always seemed to have staff who judged you by your shoes or the label on your bag. If you weren’t head-to-toe in designer, sometimes you couldn’t even get near the good stuff.

Helena’s outfit was stylish enough to pass, but Theresia’s was plain, nothing flashy. The associate looked unimpressed.

She tried to be polite, but her tone was icy. “This is from our newest collection. There’s only one in the world, and every pearl is sewn on by hand. It’s very delicate. If you’re just planning to try it for a quick photo for social media, I’m afraid I can’t allow it.”

Her words may have been courteous, but the message couldn’t have been clearer.

Helena glared at her. “What’s that supposed to mean? Are you saying we can’t afford it?”

The associate just smiled, tight-lipped. “That’s not what I said, but if that’s how you feel, I can’t change your mind.”

Helena looked ready to explode and was about to clap back when someone else’s voice cut through the tension.

“I’ll take this dress. Please ring it up for me.”

A woman strolled over, dressed in Chanel from head to toe, and handed the associate a sleek black card.

The associate’s attitude changed instantly. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she took the card. That kind of card was legendary—fewer than a hundred in the world, reserved for the absolute elite.

She hadn’t forgotten how Ophelia tried to set her up at the club. That grudge wasn’t going anywhere.

The moment Helena heard the name, it all clicked. She grinned, dramatic as ever. “Oh, so you’re the stand-in Lawrence picked. You kind of look like Theresia, if you squint. Just, you know, cheaper.”

Ophelia kept her cool, refusing to rise to the bait. “Teresa, your friend’s being rude. Maybe you should tell her to stop.”

Helena just rolled her eyes. “Please. Your mom doesn’t stop you from embarrassing yourself in public, so why should I?”

Ophelia’s face twisted in anger. “You—”

Right then, the sales associate came rushing back, clutching the black card. Her cheeks were pink with embarrassment. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but your card was declined.”