Independence

Although Ingrid was still using her son’s supplementary card, it was much better than last time when she didn’t even spend a penny and only gave her a handmade scarf as a gift.

The two of them wandered into a luxurious boutique. The sharp–eyed sales assistant immediately recognized that Evelyn was someone of importance.

She approached them with a bright smile. “Madam, is there anything you need? These are our newest arrivals that exude understated elegance and wealth. These will match your refined taste perfectly.”

Evelyn was dressed in a classic black Gucci coat with a string of pearls around her neck, highlighting her sophisticated taste. “Alright, bring me these two to try on.”

Ingrid gritted her teeth; she had just used her card to buy several bags for Evelyn. Although she appeared calm on the surface, her heart was bleeding inside.

She had swiped tens of thousands on her card! She had never been so extravagant before.

Although Ingrid had Hansel’s supplementary card, she was careful not to leave the impression that she was a gold digger. Ingrid only dared to use it for prenatal checkups and purchasing maternity items.

Occasionally, she might use it to buy small things under ten thousand dollars, but she never dared to splurge like this.

So far, the only two luxury bags Ingrid owned were gifts from Hansel and Evelyn.

The master bedroom in the mansion had an entire wall of Hermès bags with gold hardware. There was also a variety of regular and exotic leathers, but Hansel never let her touch them.

Evelyn glanced at her. She could more or less guess what Ingrid was thinking. Was she feeling pained over such a small amount of money?

Ha! It just showed that children from ordinary families were stingy in everything they did and lacked ambition.

Evelyn couldn’t help but feel some disdain. Ingrid didn’t even know how to spend the money. If she had boldly used the card to buy herself something, Evelyn might have respected her for being daring.

Instead, Ingrid was afraid to admit that she craved these material goods. She was clearly drooling with desire, yet she still pretended to be indifferent.

What a hypocritical woman.

Nonetheless, Evelyn held back for the sake of the baby. She pointed to the display area in front of them. See if there’s anything you like and pick out two for yourself.”

Ingrid was secretly delighted, but she still tried to decline the offer politely.

This made Evelyn even more annoyed. “Suit yourself,” she said.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Ingrid was taken aback. This wasn’t how she had imagined things would turn out.

At that moment, the sales assistant who had been serving them suddenly walked to the entrance.

She exclaimed in surprise, “Mrs. Jefferson, you’re here? We were just about to send staff to deliver the

new season’s items for you to select leisurely at your home!”

Jefferson?

Evelyn furrowed her brows. Turning to look, she saw Natalie Baker, Winter’s mother.

Natalie was dressed in a sky–blue dress with a pearl shawl and held a clutch in her hand. She exuded a refined and elegant charm, like a noble lady from a classical painting.

Natalie came from a family of scholars and had a gentle demeanor. Although she was already in her 40s, she maintained her beauty and looked barely over 30.

The elite circle in Jandersville wasn’t that large. Moreover, the Jeffersons and Johnson family had business ties, so Evelyn and Natalie often encountered each other at various events. However, they weren’t particularly close or friendly.

Natalie was highly educated and beautiful. Given the Jefferson family’s prominent status, she naturally drew attention wherever she went. Other women inevitably faded into the background, including Evelyn.

She also disliked Evelyn and was aware of her background.

Evelyn was a C–list celebrity who had secured her position in the Johnson family through her pregnancy. She was also known to be opportunistic and had a mean personality.

Most importantly, Natalie knew that Evelyn had not treated Miranda well.

Natalie was aware of the past relationship between Miranda and Hansel. She had always felt sorry that such a wonderful young woman was determined to cling to a dead–end relationship. Fortunately, Miranda had come to her senses just in time.

“Mrs. Jefferson, long time no see,” Evelyn greeted Natalie first with a smile.

“Yes, good day,” Natalie replied coldly. She was clearly not interested in further engagement.

Then, her expression changed instantly as she turned and waved to someone behind her with a smile.” Mimi, over here.”