Arielle laughed exasperatedly. She exposed her best friend without any hesitation. "Isn't this made by your factory? It doesn't even sell, so it would be weird if people could have the chance to drink it!"
Heather instantly put on a pitiful expression. "You know that there aren't any sales for my factory and its days are almost over. How can I have the money to buy gifts?"
"Fine, fine, fine. How thoughtful of you to bring me a gift!" Arielle said helplessly.
"Of course. No matter how poor I am, I won't forget to bring gifts when I see my friends. Tell me when you've finished the water. I'll bring you another box." Heather put on a smile again.
Heather had always been a drama queen, so Arielle couldn't do anything about it. She sighed. "Oh, I'm so grateful to you. But seriously, you should think about how to grow your company. If this goes on, it will go bankrupt sooner or later."
