He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 88

The first sales associate was left standing off to the side, fuming with jealousy. She’d practically had that sale in her grasp, only to watch someone else walk away with it. The more she dwelled on it, the angrier she got, and she shot a sharp glare at Ophelia. This was all her fault, she thought.

Before long, the dress was carefully packed up and handed to Theresia, along with her bank card and the receipt. “Here you go, ma’am. Thanks for shopping with us, and please come again.”

Theresia took the bag in hand. Even though she was wearing plain flats and the most basic clothes, there was something about her — a quiet confidence and elegance that was impossible to hide.

When Ophelia saw Theresia actually buying the dress, whatever hope she’d been holding onto disappeared completely. Looking defeated, she tried to slip out of the store without drawing attention.

But just as she stepped past the door, Theresia called out to her.

“Leaving in such a rush, Ophelia? Aren’t you worried those Chanel heels might trip you up?”

Theresia took a few quick steps and caught up to her. This time, she didn’t bother being polite. She grabbed Ophelia’s arm and turned her so they were face to face.

Theresia’s grip left a clear mark on Ophelia’s soft skin. Ophelia glared at her, her voice sharp. “What is your problem?”

Theresia’s smile was icy, and the force of her presence made Ophelia seem even smaller. “You think I forgot what happened at the club? We’re not done with that yet.”

Ophelia shrank back, her eyes darting away. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Theresia didn’t waste any more words. She slapped Ophelia hard across the face, sending her stumbling to the ground. “Ah! You—”

Patti, who’d gone with her, explained that her card had a daily limit of two hundred thousand. Patti had a card too — a gift from Lawrence for her birthday. The only difference was that Patti’s card had no spending limit.

Thinking back on those three years, Theresia gave a bitter little laugh. She honestly couldn’t believe how naive she’d been.

Helena stomped her foot in frustration. “Lawrence is such a jerk.”

Later, Helena took Theresia for a spa day and got her hair and makeup done. Before they knew it, it was time for the welcome banquet.

Theresia and Helena walked gracefully into the banquet hall. The second the doors opened, Theresia was blown away by the dazzling scene inside.