Chapter 35 Car Dealership
Upon hearing them discuss her car, Athena turned to identify the speaker.
"Oh!" Hera was the first to react upon seeing the approaching couple, her surprise drawing the attention of the pair, causing them to pause in their tracks.
"What are you doing here?! Are you stalking us?" The girl’s voice carried a high-pitched tone as she addressed them.
"What gave you the impression I’d be stalking you, Minerva?"
"Or perhaps you’re here to buy cars?" Minerva’s words dripped with condescension, her tone laced with disdain. "But that’s highly unlikely, isn’t it?" She sneered, emphasizing the exclusivity of the luxury car dealership they stood in. "Considering these are vehicles you most certainly couldn’t afford." Her smug expression bore an air of triumph, while Alexi, positioned behind her, gazed at Hera in disbelief. He found it almost impossible to connect the woman before him with the one he once knew. Clad in unfamiliar opulence, Hera seemed to exude a newfound radiance, leaving him puzzled and taken aback.
Minerva felt Alexi’s muscles tense, prompting her to glance at his face, only to find him stunned into silence, his eyes fixed on Hera. Livid, she pinched Alexi until he regained his composure and stopped ogling at Hera in front of her. She felt her pride had been trampled upon and blamed Hera for it.
She turned back her attention to Hera to humiliate her by demeaning her, but when she scanned Hera’s overall outfit, she was beyond shock. ’Are those things real? It can’t be right?’
She gritted her teeth, trying to estimate the cost of Hera’s outfit. Just by looking at her bag, she was already shell-shocked to the point where she didn’t know what to say anymore; she just wanted to snatch the bag to get a better look. The bag Hera was holding had been on her mind and she ended up pestering her brother to get her the same item, so she could recognize it even when her eyes were closed.
However, another thought crept into her mind, reminding her that Hera couldn’t afford even the cheapest luxury brand. The only explanation she could think of was that either the bag and everything Hera was wearing were fake, or she had found herself a sugar daddy.