Whitney Lynch's sharp voice pierced Tiana Thorne's eardrums.
Her heart sank, and the brief sense of familiarity disappeared.
She looked up and saw Whitney Lynch walking over.
Her earrings were two diamonds, and as she approached, they caught the sunlight, a ray piercing Tiana's eyes.
Slightly uncomfortable, she blinked softly and reopened her eyes as Whitney had walked near.
Speaking of society ladies, Whitney truly deserved the title; she was covered in designer labels, fearing no one would miss her wealth.
Whitney's reprimanding voice carried a hint of indulgence: "Tiana, how could you come back without letting me know in advance? I could have prepared."
Tiana lightly pursed her lips, her smile carrying a tinge of indifference: "Mom, you're already well-prepared. I see your attire must cost nearly a million, right?"
