Chapter 288: It’s Too Late To Regret

Natalie’s proposal seemed to offer Vivienne a way out, but it was actually a ploy to force her into conceding. Her words hinted that Vivienne’s success came from pleasing men, earning scorn and contempt from those watching.

Before Vivienne could counter, Julia, who had quietly observed the tension, scoffed, “Relying on a rich man so you can live in peace? You think fairy tales of rags to riches will play out for you? Do you really believe you’re suitable for being a rich man’s wife? You’re just fooling yourself!”

Laughter erupted from the crowd at Julia’s harsh words. Vivienne met her with a cold stare, her gaze sharp and unyielding. “Your habit of catering to the wealthy while ignoring those in need will cost you your managerial role by the end of today.” Her icy, sharp gaze was chilling.

Julia’s expression faltered. Everyone in their industry knew that catering to the rich while looking down on others was unacceptable. Her confidence started to fade. Still, she reminded herself, Vivienne was just a mistress. What real threat could she be?

Her tone turned sharp as she retorted, “Me, playing favorites? You’re the one chasing reckless deals! You’ve gambled against Miss Mitchell with barely any money and now fear your imminent loss!” Her laughter rang out, tinged with defiance. “Don’t think you can intimidate me with such talk! I’m not scared that easily!”

What did it matter if she did cater to the elite and dismiss the less fortunate? Why would she risk upsetting powerful families like the Mitchells and the Chamberses just to please someone insignificant? Moreover, if she kept boosting the brand’s profits, why would they even consider firing her?

Not only was her position secure, but she was also likely in line for a substantial bonus this month.

Standing nearby, Diana asked confidently, “Vivienne, why not set your bid? If you can’t afford it, just admit defeat and beg us instead.” The thought of Vivienne on her knees, begging for mercy, thrilled Diana immensely. She was eager to see Vivienne humiliated when the moment arrived.

A shadow fell over Vivienne’s eyes, her face growing colder. “Twelve million!” she said firmly. “Are you prepared to keep up?” Her voice was sharp and penetrating, instantly freezing the atmosphere around them.

Silence enveloped everyone for a brief moment. Diana responded with a mocking tone after a tense silence, “Really, Vivienne, twelve million? It’s doubtful you’ve ever handled that much money.” Diana’s taunt echoed through the room, snapping the onlookers back to attention.

Earlier, Natalie had hinted that Vivienne was funded by a wealthy benefactor. Who would be generous enough to hand her twelve million just for indulgence? With a raised eyebrow, Vivienne offered no reply.

Nervousness gripped Natalie, and she tightened her fists as anxiety surged within her. Nevertheless, she managed to keep her expression gentle, offering a polite smile. “Please consider this carefully, Miss Hayes. Twelve million isn’t a trivial amount. It’s not worth it for a mere outfit.” Her voice was soft, suggesting a genuine concern for Vivienne’s situation. However, a closer look revealed Natalie’s true intent was to persuade Vivienne to reconsider.

With a scoff, Julia chimed in, “Well, you’ve already put forth the offer. Why not settle it with your card?”