Chapter 364
Chapter 364: Trading Barbs?
"Not interested." Oliver refused bluntly, without even blinking.
Meanwhile, Margaret Medwin was juggling several shopping bags but still dragging Elaine Foster around like a warrior committed to retail therapy. As they strolled, they stopped in front of a new clothing store. Margaret suddenly frowned at the name, puzzled.
"I'm pretty sure this wasn’t here before," she muttered. She knew this mall like the back of her hand — she had probably been in almost every store at least once, and most of them even had her on their VIP list.
Spotting two well-dressed women loaded with shopping bags, the shop assistant rushed over with a smile. “Hello, ladies! We just opened this month.”
“Feel free to browse around. Our latest collection is super trendy — lots of pieces that would look great on both of you.”
Margaret nodded. She hadn’t been to this part of the mall recently, but she had to admit — this place was way more her style than the previous store. The clothes mat

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