Chapter 318

Every time she ran into Cheryl Bennett after getting home, she'd have to endure her snide remarks about wearing knockoffs, even though strangers on the street couldn’t tell the difference. Honestly, Ava Harris had never once been able to hold her head high in front of Cheryl. "Whoa, Ava, where did you get that dress? Looks like Chanel, huh? Don’t tell me it’s another fake. I already told you before, buy what suits your actual budget. Why bother chasing vanity like that? Always wearing knockoffs—it just doesn't look good,” Cheryl said, voice dipped in sugar but sharp as ever. Even the shop assistant gave Ava a quick sideways glance. The outfit looked expensive, yet now they were all thinking it was fake. "What she wears is none of your business, okay? Are you that bored?" Clara Bennett shot back at Cheryl without holding back. But instead of getting mad, Cheryl actually smiled and turned to Clara, trying to sound all nice. "Hey, don't let her fool you. She’s no rich girl or anything. I'