Kiara's sweater seemed simple in style but had an excellent fit, with only delicately embroidered patterns on the sleeves' sides, understated yet exuding luxury. Renee Wong remembered she had seen this piece in a magazine; it was from some high-end brand, and its price could buy several of the gold bracelets she longed for.
Just one piece of clothing made Renee Wong realize that this was the true demeanor a wealthy daughter-in-law should possess. Her previous notion of how "rich people" should carry themselves seemed vulgar and childish by comparison.
Taste is something money can't change, and even though Renee Wong had once come so close to wealth, in the end, it was all for naught.
Kiara saw Renee Wong staring at her silently and didn't hurry to speak. She pulled up a chair, sat by the bed, and watched Renee Wong with an indifferent expression.
