When Family Became a Place I Couldn’t Return To novel Chapter 72

After Sheila gave the address, she hung up and let Carlos take care of it. Selina stared at her, eyes sparkling with admiration. “The Watson family? Wait, you mean the one owing the famous Watson Corporation?”

Sheila just smiled. “Yeah, the Watsons actually also own this place.”

Selina practically gushed. “Sheila, you even know people from the Watson family? That’s amazing! If it were Nelly, she’d probably just call Brody for help. But you, you always handle things yourself. That’s what sets you apart.”

Selina’s praise was honest, and Sheila couldn’t help but enjoy it. Neither of them expected what happened next. When they tried to go back into the store half an hour later, they got stopped again.

A few security guards walked over and said the store was closed for a private event.

Selina raised her chin. “Didn’t your boss call you? You might want to be careful, or you’ll end up fired,” she said, full of attitude.

The guards looked at each other, unsure what to do. The same saleswoman from earlier walked over, her face already showing she was annoyed to see them again.

“Is there something else?” she asked.

Before Sheila could respond, Selina jumped in. “You should have been fired by now. Go get someone else to help us.”

The saleswoman just smirked and quietly told the guards, “Get them out.”

Sheila didn’t want to make a scene, but the saleswoman’s attitude was really getting under her skin. “The Watson family owns this store, and my friend should have already talked to your manager.”

The guards hesitated. Sheila tried to walk in, but the saleswoman blocked her.

“Really? Well, I haven’t heard anything about that,” she said, then signaled the guards again.

This time, they didn’t hold back. Two guards grabbed Sheila and Selina by the arms and pushed them out of the store.

Selina started yelling at them, which got the attention of the mall’s security. Worried things would escalate, the mall guards escorted them right out of the building.

Sheila’s cheeks burned with embarrassment, and she let out a cold laugh.

Just then, her phone rang. It was Carlos.

Selina had seen the news. The Watson family had been all over the media lately, with talk about their massive inheritance and the secret heiress who hadn’t been seen in public for over twenty years. The gossip was impossible to ignore. A few days ago, there was even a rumor that the mysterious guest at an international event was Ms. Watson, which sent the entertainment world into a frenzy.

Selina loved this kind of drama and had tried to follow every bit of news. But Ms. Watson’s privacy was locked down tight. The whole internet only had a couple of blurry side photos—no one really knew what she looked like.

“It was her?” Selina’s jaw dropped. She couldn’t decide if she should be excited that she’d been so close to a billionaire heiress, or mad that she’d been snubbed.

Before she could sort out her feelings, Sheila was already walking away, still fuming. First, Ms. Watson took the painting her dad loved. Now, she’d taken the bag Sheila wanted. Did she just enjoy snatching things from other people?

The next day at lunchtime, Selina got a call from Nelly, inviting her out. Perfect timing. Selina had been wanting to ask about Nelly’s divorce anyway, and now she didn’t even have to come up with an excuse.

Nelly suggested they meet at their go-to Michelin star restaurant. Selina arrived more than ten minutes early. She didn’t make much at her job, so Nelly always treated her. The restaurant was classy and romantic, her absolute favorite. Nelly even got her a membership card and kept it topped up.

“Hi, can I get two bottles of this fruit wine to go?” Selina called a server over before Nelly arrived, quietly placing an order on her own.

Sheila loved fruit wine, and the restaurant’s version was seriously good. Selina was sure she’d love it. Besides, it was Nelly’s treat, and it had been a while since she added money to the card. This time, she’d have to make sure Nelly loaded it up.