Girls at this age usually don’t know how to hide their true thoughts. They like to show off and compete, and don’t really understand how to consider others’ feelings. Sarah Morgan knew about Olivia Brooks’s family background, so she naturally felt a bit superior in this regard.

“It’s fine, we’re just window shopping anyway. You didn’t buy anything outside, so it’s better to browse somewhere with air conditioning.”

Olivia Brooks hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Walking through Aier Mall, most of the clothing stores Sarah Morgan lingered in were international brands, and the places she took Olivia Brooks to were all exclusive sections for international brands. This made Ethan Brooks raise her estimate of Sarah Morgan’s family background even higher.

At this moment, the three of them were in Chanel’s flagship store, and Ethan Brooks was still trailing behind Olivia Brooks and Sarah Morgan.

There’s a reason why international brands are so popular—their expensive prices still guarantee sales, which in itself is a testament to their quality. Add in the meticulous designs of famous designers, materials and tailoring far superior to ordinary clothes, and it’s no wonder that almost every woman can’t take her eyes off them.

Olivia Brooks had never been to such an expensive store before, but she naturally liked the clothes here—a lot of them even amazed her. But with the lowest prices in the thousands or tens of thousands, she could only look from afar.

Ethan Brooks stood nearby, watching as Olivia Brooks stroked a white dress. When she flipped over the price tag, her face turned pale, clearly shocked, while Sarah Morgan naturally took the dress and went into the fitting room.

Sarah Morgan came out wearing a black dress. The dress was short, perfectly accentuating her youthful, curvy figure, and her fair, slender legs made her even more eye-catching.

Sarah Morgan spun a few times in front of the mirror, clearly very satisfied with herself, and showed off to Olivia Brooks, “Xiaoyou, do I look good in this?”

Olivia Brooks kept a straight face and nodded, “You look good.”

Sarah Morgan then turned to look at Ethan Brooks, as if she wanted to ask for Ethan Brooks’s opinion too, but after hesitating, she turned her head back and looked at herself in the mirror, clearly in a good mood.

Back at school, everyone wore uniforms and ate in the cafeteria, so her advantages in figure and family background didn’t stand out at all. Plus, her grades weren’t as good as Olivia Brooks’s, so she was always overshadowed by Olivia Brooks. Now that they’d graduated, she could finally hold her head high.

Of course, this was just a little girl’s competitiveness. It had nothing to do with character and wouldn’t affect her friendship with Olivia Brooks.

Not long after, Sarah Morgan walked over and looked at Olivia Brooks with concern, saying, “Olivia Brooks, why are you just looking? Go try something on.”

Olivia Brooks shook her head, glanced at Sarah Morgan, and said, “No need, there’s nothing I really like.”

Hearing this, a nearby young woman smiled knowingly and shook her head without saying anything. Generally speaking, people with better living conditions tend to have higher standards. Those who make snide remarks like in novels are actually rare.

Sarah Morgan glared at the young woman, then lowered her head and said, “How could that be? This is Chanel’s flagship store. Hey, the one you’re holding looks pretty good to me.”

Olivia Brooks’s cheeks flushed, and she quickly hung the dress back on the rack, saying, “It’s nothing special, I don’t really like the style.”

Judging by Sarah Morgan’s attitude, she clearly wasn’t just window shopping—she didn’t care about the prices at all. Olivia Brooks had always known Sarah Morgan’s family was wealthy, but she hadn’t expected them to be this rich.

Even the cheapest piece of clothing here cost as much as half a year or even a year of her high school living expenses, more than the combined monthly salaries of her parents. She felt her pride completely vanish here.

Ethan Brooks walked over, calmly looked at her, and said, “If you like it, just try it on. You don’t have to buy it. You’ll only know if it looks good once you put it on.”

Olivia Brooks bit her lip and glared at him, then turned and walked away. She knew her own personality—if she tried it on, she’d be even more reluctant to let it go.

Behind her, Ethan Brooks curled his lips and said lightly, “Still the same as when you were little, not even daring to try on clothes.”

Sarah Morgan covered her mouth and giggled, then caught up to Olivia Brooks and took her hand, saying, “Oh, actually your brother is right. It’s just trying it on, you don’t have to buy it. I’m just trying things on too.”

After a while, Olivia Brooks finally mustered up the courage, picked up the dress worth over ten thousand, and walked into the fitting room.

Ethan Brooks stood outside, smiling knowingly.

When Olivia Brooks came out, she was already wearing the white dress. The size and length were just right, as if it had been tailored for her. She was already very fair, and in this dress she looked like a porcelain doll, making people want to pinch her delicate face. Even the Chanel sales assistant couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

Olivia Brooks spun once by the mirror, her skin looking even fairer against the dress, dazzling to the eyes. As expected, she was even more reluctant to take it off.

“This young lady, if I may say, this dress really matches your temperament. You look just like a princess in it. If you feel the size isn’t quite right, we can alter it for you.”

Olivia Brooks shook her head, feeling timid for the first time, and said softly, “There’s nothing that doesn’t fit.”