Chapter 239
"Alexander, what the hell is this supposed to mean?" Samantha waved her phone a bit, her expression colder than ice.
"Simple. From now on, anything you need, you pay with my money—your husband’s money." Alexander raised a brow, his voice calm but firm.
Samantha's eyes narrowed, and she dropped the ring back into its velvet box with zero hesitation. "Keep it. I’m not interested."
"Huh? Ma’am, sorry, do you mean you don’t want the rings anymore?" The store clerk looked totally lost, staring at Samantha in disbelief. "But Mr. Perkins already paid for them?"
Samantha gave a faint smirk, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "So? Just because he paid doesn’t mean I have to keep them. I don’t like them anymore—return them."
"Ma’am, um… since the rings are custom-made, we… we can’t accept returns." The clerk practically trembled on the spot.
"Alright then, do me a favor and toss them out. Thanks." Samantha’s voice was frosty, her expression unreadable.
The clerk looked like she wanted to say more,

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