But she was still eyeing my most expensive skincare product, the one worth over a thousand bucks.
“Now, this skincare product is great! It’s so rare to see someone as thrifty as you with clothes and accessories but willing to splurge on your face!” she said as she grabbed it.
“I’m going to be your aunt, so it’s not too much to ask for a little gift, right? I wouldn’t mind taking this off your hands, even if it’s been used.”
Before I could respond, Teresa had already stuffed the product into her purse.
I forced a smile as anger boiled inside me. What nerve.
No wonder she kept stringing my uncle along, even after learning about his illness. Teresa wasn’t just a two-faced witch – she was a shameless gold digger.
But instead of showing my true feelings, I smiled even more.
“Oh, that old thing? I didn’t even know it was that great. I saw a colleague using it and ordered a knockoff from an overseas seller for 30 bucks. It’s super cheap!”
Teresa’s face instantly turned pale.
