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Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 126

Rhoda beamed with joy. "Thanks, Una. You're the best."

Her mother had told her to network with more wealthy heiresses. She had finally managed to latch onto Una, so lately, she had been trailing after her like a loyal sidekick.

Una shot Steward a coquettish wink. "Steward, I certainly supported your business today, didn't I? You better remember me next time. I'm Una Lowell."

Steward had been enjoying the show immensely until Una suddenly purred his name in that cloying tone. He fought back the goosebumps erupting on his arms and forced out, "We look forward to your next visit, Ms. Lowell!"

Considering she was a fool with too much money, he could tolerate it just this once.

"Definitely! I'm a regular at Shirley & Co."

Clutching her "trophy," Una strutted haughtily out of the jewelry store with Rhoda in tow.

As they left, she made a point to walk right past Stella, her heels clicking aggressively on the floor.

Stella didn't get angry; instead, she gave her a cheerful wave goodbye.

The manager watched and listened to their entire interaction. What did the Lowell heiress just say?

She seemed to tell that distinguished man that she was supporting his business. Could this man be the owner of Shirley & Co.?

If this man was the boss, then didn't her dreams of sudden wealth just go up in smoke?

The boss had witnessed the whole thing. How was she supposed to pocket the extra one point eight million now?

Oh God, this was a disaster!

Ignoring the manager's mind running a marathon, Steward gave his assistant a few instructions.

Then he turned to Stella. "Ms. Hawthorne, how about we grab a drink across the street and settle up?"

Of course, it was a coffee shop across the street. He didn't dare drink alcohol with her again.

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