Tessa Caldwell originally didn't want to bother with Simone Coleman, she was used to it anyway, but she disliked how Simone was sarcastic towards Faye.
She chuckled, "Foreign liquor? We authentic Chinese aren't into that stuff. Only nouveau riche people think of carrying a few bottles around to show off, might as well have 'I'm rich' engraved on their foreheads."
Simone Coleman retorted mockingly, "Oh, Tessa, this is a case of sour grapes. Even if your family went bankrupt or you married a freeloader, we're friends. If you need help in the future, it's not like we can't help you, so no need to be petty."
As she spoke, she adjusted her dress, as if afraid others wouldn't realize how beautiful she looked at that moment.
If someone wanted to curry favor, now was the perfect time to seize the opportunity.
One of the female classmates exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! Simone, the dress you're wearing is this year's new Dior; it costs over forty thousand!"
