Chapter 770 Two Peas In A Pod
Hera chuckled as Athena made her grand entrance, oozing style and confidence. Liz, spotting Hera, couldn’t contain her excitement and rushed over to give her a tight hug. "Today is your day! Good luck! I think I’m more excited than you are! I hope you bring home the bacon!" She beamed, giving Hera a playful pat on the back before pulling away.
Then, as if a sudden realization struck her, Liz gasped, her eyes widening in awe. As a jewelry designer, she immediately recognized the watch Hera was wearing—an astounding $55 million timepiece.
And the Matisse Ascher Square Océanie La Mer scarf she had on? That was worth $4.8 million. Liz swallowed hard, a lump forming in her throat. She stared at Hera, wide-eyed, completely taken aback. Words failed her as she looked her friend up and down, stunned by the sheer luxury of it all.
Then, Liz’s gaze shifted to Hera’s bag, and she couldn’t help but scrutinize the entirety of Hera’s outfit. She felt a pang of disbelief—her own clothes now seemed like rags in comparison.
Every piece of Hera’s ensemble exuded quiet luxury. Her clothes, though deceptively simple, was custom-made by a renowned boutique that crafted garments for royalty.
The fabric itself was the epitome of elegance and quality, so exquisite that the designers didn’t need any bold embellishments. The simplicity of the outfit only amplified its beauty, making it all the more striking.
Liz took a shaky breath, her mouth practically watering as she wanted to whistle, but before she could, Athena swiftly whisked her away. Hera followed behind, chuckling happily at their antics.
Without hesitation, Athena led Liz to the cabinet where Hera displayed her car keys like an intricate collection, each one placed in a velvet-lined mold, showcasing the keys as if they were precious works of art. Athena, like a child with a new toy, immediately reached for the key to Hera’s new Bugatti Centodieci, and Liz couldn’t help but whistle in astonishment.
Before Liz had time to fully appreciate the collection, Athena dragged her out of the penthouse, and Hera followed them helplessly, with Amy and Hannah offering their farewells at the door.
When the elevator doors opened into the garage, Liz let out another low whistle. The row of cars before her was a sight to behold, each one worth millions, but it was the Bugatti La Voiture Noire and the Rolls-Royce La Rose Noire Droptail that stood out as the crown jewels of Hera’s collection—without a doubt, the most expensive of them all.
The sight of those cars was enough to make Liz break into a cold sweat. One of them, just selling one of them, could fund a whole collection of exquisite jewelry.