In the Lap of Luxury
Lap of Luxury Chapter 65

Chapter 65 Not for Sale

When Lydia saw how the audience reacted, she knew she had made the right choice to have Grace wear the collection’s most important piece.

Meanwhile, Timothy was just as in awe as the others. He hadn’t expected to see Grace again.

He had been sad and dejected before, thinking that fate had made him the butt of a cruel joke.

He had deeply regretted rejecting his fated love, and he had decided to take responsibility for his mistake. So he had vowed to never bother Grace again.

But when he saw her, his heart started pounding uncontrollably again, just like that night on the balcony…

“Mom, look. It’s that jinx again!” In the corner, Celia tugged on Susan’s sleeve.

However, Susan simply huffed, “I’m not blind. You didn’t have to tell me.”

“Oh.” Celia shut up immediately. She had gotten a huge lecture for getting arrested again, so nowadays, she would get yelled at for even breathing too loudly.

As Susan looked at Tears of the Ocean, another idea blossomed in her head.

Why not buy that n*ecklace and regain her dignity?

Lately, the Hawkins‘ reputation had taken a huge hit. Susan had been humiliated by Grace at the luxury store, and Celia had gotten arrested again because of the diamond bracelet.

Hence, the two of them were at the bottom of the food chain among Pamore’s rich and powerful.

Every time they were mentioned, people would think of words like “poor“, “pretentious“, and “thieving“.

Since the jewelry piece Grace was showing off was the main piece in Lydia’s collection, she stayed onstage while Lydia gave a speech as the chief designer.

“Thank you for your support for VERE Jewelry, everyone. And thank you to the backstage crew. Of course, I would like to thank-”

Before she could finish, Susan interrupted her. “Ms. York, I love that n*ecklace. Name your price.”

Lydia glared at Susan. “Excuse me, it’s very rude to interrupt.”

The other guests also shot Susan d*rty looks, but she stood her ground with hubris in her eyes. “You’re just rambling because you’re trying to sell your jewelry. Why not sell it to me while

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Susan had come prepared. This time, she had borrowed Tyler’s credit card. It had such a high spending limit that she was sure she would get the n*ecklace and restore her dignity too.

However, Grace’s cold voice rang out. “This n*ecklace isn’t for sale.”

“You’re just a model for us to gawk at! What right do you have to say it’s not for sale?” Susan stood up in protest.

However, Lydia smiled. “I’m sorry, but she has every right to say it. Everyone, allow me to introduce my muse and the true designer of this n*ecklace–Ms. Grace Lewis!”

Everyone looked at Grace again, in all her perfection and indifference.

“That’s so cool! I can’t believe she made such a pretty n*ecklace!”

“You hear that? She’s the famous Lydia York’s muse!“!

“Oh wow, I like her even more now!”

Susan crossed her arms and scoffed. “So what if you’re the designer? I’m buying VERE jewelry. If I want it, you’ll have to sell it.”

Lydia burst Susan’s bubble again. “Unfortunately, this n*ecklace was made entirely with Ms. Lewis‘ own materials. We’re only borrowing it for the exhibition.”

Susan was speechless. She looked like she had just swallowed a thousand bugs by accident as the audience’s voices drowned hers out again.

“So she’s pretty, talented, and rich too! That’s so cool!”

“Her former mother–in–law’s being a little too dramatic, don’t you think?”

“Designers have dignity. That’s not something you can buy.”

“New money folks are so funny.”

Celia dragged Susan back to her seat. They were about to leave discreetly when the reporters showed up, blocking their way and shoving microphones in their faces.

“Madam Hawkins, does it embarrass you that your former daughter–in–law rejected you in public?”

“That n*ecklace’s value is estimated to be a billion dollars. I heard you couldn’t even afford a n*ecklace worth 180 thousand dollars. Were you bluffing when you tried to buy it?” @

“Ms. Lewis had previously suffered a lot of humiliation with your family, and yet you want to buy something she designed. Are you trying to compensate her out of guilt?”