Emma and her friends were still taking in their new reality. And they took it really badly. This was the first time they had been so humiliated in their life.
"My mom’s going to kill me once she finds out..." Trisha murmured as they stepped out of the mall. Her pretty face glistened with sweat after pushing through the crowd in front of the store.
Hearing the word ’mom’ only made Emma feel even more bitter. Her mother was obsessed with shopping at that store, calling it a haven for all wealthy wives.
Now that her mother could no longer shop there, Emma feared that her mother would cut off her allowance this month.
With all that money gone, how can she still play outside with her friends?
Emma turned to Sophie and said, "Why aren’t you speaking? Ah, are you perhaps feeling guilty that this happened all because of you?"
Sophie flinched at the scathing remark Emma shot her way. But she didn’t acknowledge taking the blame this time.
"Why would I feel guilty? Didn’t we do all those things together? Why are you only blaming me?" Sophie said while puffing her chest.
"Together?" Emma thought she heard the most ridiculous joke of the year. But instead of laughing, she felt insulted. "Don’t lump us together with you. Did you really think you’re one of us because we hang out with you? Sophie, have you smelled yourself? You reek of poverty just like that saleslady back there!"
Sophie gritted her teeth when she heard this. Her eyes turned bloodshot as tears started to fill her eyes. But as proud as she was, she dared not to break down in front of Emma and Trisha.
"Then, why did you let me stay beside you? Are you telling me you’re not my friend?"
Emma and Trisha exchanged glances before laughing.
"Friends?" Trisha repeated. "Oh my God, you really think you’re our friend?"
Emma added, "Don’t take yourself too seriously. You’re just servant number 2. If you’re curious to know who is number 1... you already should know who it is."
Sophie stared at them, speechless at their response. Were they still the same girls who took her to many parties and hangouts?
Sophie met Emma and Trisha back in her freshman year in high school. Her father had just started gaining his foothold in the business industry. But his position was slowly climbing up the social circle. One could say they were nouveau riche.
She was aware of how many people laughed at her and her father for having no wealthy roots. However, Sophie was proud of her father’s progress. She even started to covet the lives of the girls she saw in some high-class parties. So, she convinced her father to enroll her in the same academy they go to.
Her school life was, however, not smooth. Sophie was bullied. But it was Trisha and Emma who took her as friends.
Or so she thought.
All along, Emma and Trisha thought of her as nothing but a servant!
"So, we’re not friends?"
Emma shrugged. "Never was. But don’t be too heartbroken. Isn’t being servant number 2 for both of us a great honor? Ah, by the way, I heard your father secured a huge project this year. Can you ask him to restore our membership?"
Trisha snickered beside her.
Clenching her teeth, Sophie couldn’t take it any longer.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Billionaire's Ex-Wife Returns (Lucy and Landon)