Charlotte took out her phone and finally saw the messages in the group chat.
No wonder Genevieve invited her out for cake; so that was the reason.She let out a cold laugh and
promptly disbanded both the small and large groups, swiftly removing these people from her contacts
list.
“From now on, I'llbe busy making money and won't have time for you all to please me. Go have fun
wherever you like.”
Before those pampered rich girls could react, Charlotte casually pointed at one of them and said, “That
Birkin bag you have, wasn't it a gift from me? Give it back now.”
D*mn, a package worth more than two hundred thousand, more than two hundred thousand!
How could she have casually given it away in the first place?
Upon hearing this, the pampered rich girl instinctively hugged her bag.
After all, it was the only thing she could use to save face. “Lottie, how could you take back something
you've already given away?”
“Do you still remember why I gave you this package in the first place?”
The pampered rich girl didn't say a word, so Charlotte spoke up for her,
“The aroma lamp I had my eye on was a limited edition. You said you had a friend working at that
company and that you'd get one for me as a gift. In return, I gave you this Birkin bag. But it’s been
almost a year now, have you given me the aroma lamp?”
Charlotte, with her beautiful fox-like eyes slightly narrowed, stared at the pampered rich girl with full
confidence, “You better return my bag, or I'll call the police. If this gets big, you'll lose face.”
“Go ahead and tell on me then.” Since Charlotte said she wouldn't play with them anymore, the
pampered rich girl simply decided to break off the pretense.
Charlotte didn't indulge her and immediately dialed 911. She also sneered, “Don't think I can't see
through your schemes.”
“My family may have gone bankrupt, but Hermayze still has my purchase record. You claim the bag is
yours, but you can't even produce a purchase record. So, tell me, who's the loser here?”
Upon seeing that Charlotte was serious and not wanting the police to get involved, the pampered rich
girl reluctantly returned the bag to Charlotte, not wanting to embarrass herself.
She also muttered, “I've never seen someone as tasteless as you.”
Charlotte overheard and laughed, “Fine, then I have no taste at all! I even gave you a pair of Mikimoto
pearl earrings before, worth more than thirty thousand. Give them back to me now!”
Charlotte had been wanting a bag, and seeing their expressions, she didn't hesitate to take out her
phone.
Charlotte's luxury items are meticulously organized by a dedicated person, who not only maintains a
detailed purchase record. As long as the item is worth more than twenty thousand, be it clothes,
jewelry, or handbags, whoever Charlotte gives it to, the housekeeper accompanying her will definitely
report it to the person in charge of keeping track of the luxury items inventory.
At the end of each month, the professional organizer sends Charlotte a document, clearly listing what
she has purchased and what she has given away.
Charlotte had gone through all the documents from the past two years, making sure to return
everything that had been given to the pampered rich girls present, even though she hadn't received
any gifts from them in return.
If you can't return the item, then just consider it as twenty percent off and refund the money to yourself!
Charlotte asked the restaurant staff to help her print out these documents and then opened the PayPal
QR code.
As she read out each person's name, they obediently came forward to return items or scanned the
code to pay.
She even turned on the payment notification sound. Every few seconds, the system would remind her
of the incoming amounts - eight thousand, ten thousand, thirty thousand - the sound never stopped.
For the first time, Charlotte found the sound of money being deposited into her account truly delightful.
Those people were absolutely infuriated by Charlotte's actions.
Ironically, Charlotte hadn't initially planned to do this. It was all because of that stubborn person with the
Birkin bag who just had to argue with Charlotte!
The pampered rich girls glared at the other girl with resentment, kicking her out of any group they found
her in.
It's likely that they won't invite her to hang out anymore.
After those pampered rich girls left one by one, Genevieve, with her hand supporting her chin, lazily
asked Charlotte, “Aren't you afraid they won't hang out with you anymore?”
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