Chapter 11

Camille stepped out of the car and onto the paved driveway, gazing up at the grand entrance of the luxurious mall. She had always dreamed of shopping in places like this with Fredrick, but now, she was alone.

“I guess some dreams aren’t meant to come true,” She thought to herself.

As she entered the mall, her eyes widened in awe at the opulent decor and high-end boutiques. She spotted a stunning blue sparkling short dress in a display window and couldn’t help but gasp.

She had always taken a fancy to that designer’s works, and only admired them in magazines. But as her fingers reached out to touch the glass, a mocking voice stopped her.

“Even if you sell your generational properties, I doubt it’s enough to get that.”

Camille was taken aback by her rude words and wanted to speak, but she was cut short again.

“I’ll suggest you step away from the glass,” the sales assistant sneered. “I wonder why numerous people don’t know their place these days.”

Camille turned to see a young sales as