She held Rae Bennett's dress in her hands, only wanting to secretly try it on.
But Rae revealed such a look of disdain.
"I, I..." She stammered.
Rae snatched the dress back, "Who gave you permission to touch my clothes?"
She quickly lowered her head and apologized in a submissive tone, "Sorry, sorry."
Tears started to fall.
Aunt Svensson, the Bennett Family's helper, heard the noise and came over: "What's wrong, Young Miss?"
Young Miss.
She, Rae, was the princess of the Bennett Family, the apple of Emmanuel Bennett's eye, the little demon revered and feared by everyone in Imperial Residence, the future heiress to Benson International, which had already expanded overseas.
This world is really unfair, why are some born with a silver spoon while others, roaming everywhere, only have a beautiful mother who switches one father for another.
Rae tossed the dress on the ground: "Burn all these clothes."
Aunt Svensson was confused, "Why burn perfectly good clothes?"
