"| willpensate for your dress, but please provide me with the purchase record.| will take full responsibility."


    Charlotte said confidently. “Unfortunately, | can’t find the purchase record..."


    Wendy said calmly, but her hands clenched into fists at her sides. “No problem,"


    Charlotte continued, undeterred.


    “Chanel clothes have unique serial numbers, we can easily verify it.” Charlotte''s tone was gentle, yet it made Wendy break out in


    a cold sweat. Enter title... After weighing the pros and cons, she quickly changed her tune, “It’s just a dress, there’s no need to


    make a big deal out of it.


    Let’s just forget about it.” However, Charlotte wasn’t willing to let it go.


    She stated firmly, “Although your dress looks simr to the new Chanel dress, it’s clear to anyone that they are not the same.”


    This statement caused a stir among the onlookers.


    Were they implying that Wendy had bought a counterfeit? “Wendy is actually this kind of person!"


    People began to discuss in hushed tones, and even Be looked at Wendy in disbelief. Wendy bit her lip, her face changed


    several times, but she decided to stick to the high price of the dress. “I don’t know what you mean, but when | bought it through a


    proxy, it was indeed at this price,"


    Wendy said. Charlotte maintained her gentle smile, “No problem, as long as you can provide proof of payment, I’m willing to


    compensate you at the original price.” Wendy regretted her greediness, realizing that she shouldn’t have reported such a high


    price.


    Seeing the change in people’s attitudes, she resorted to her usual tactic... she started crying. With teary eyes, she said, “I


    bought this dress two or three years ago, and the payment record has long since disappeared.


    Today was just an innocent ident.


    | can’t provide evidence, can’t you justpensate me without it?” As she spoke, many people’s expressions subtly changed,


    and their gazes softened. Just as Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she could leave, Charlotte frowned, “We are not


    discussing the same thing.


    If your dress is worth six thousand dors, we mustpensate for it if we soil it.


    But if your dress is not worth six thousand dors, and you demand that amount...” Her gaze fell on Wendy’s uncertain face,


    “Isn''t that extortion?” As soon as the word “extortion”Content property of N?velDra/ma.Org.


    was mentioned, everyone was in an uproar. Perhaps they hadn’t thought deeply about it before, but when the word was officially


    brought up, they suddenly realized. Just as Wendy’s face changed dramatically and she was about to say more, the school’s


    headteacher walked over. After quickly ncing at the two, she made a decision, “Since we can’t resolve this right now, let’s


    discuss it in the teacher’s office.” Wendy immediately agreed.


    She knew she wouldn’t benefit from a public discussion, and it would be better to have a smaller, private discussion.


    She could always im she remembered wrong. Charlotte also agreed, but before leaving, she gave Wendy a meaningful look.