Riches in Disguise

When Clara and her boyfriend entered, Gabrielle was also surprised. "Clara? When did you return? William, this is my cousin, Clara Whitehead."

I nodded and looked at Clara. She was wearing a tight tank top and skinny jeans.

Her figure wasn't exactly slim, but she was curvy. I almost thought that the fabric might tear with such tight clothes. Still, I didn't think she was overweight.

Abroad, she would be seen as average build, but here, she was considered slightly heavier. Some men might like it, but at my age, not many would.

Her boyfriend was tall but also overweight. He had narrow eyes and a constant smile on his face, making him appear somewhat foolish. Yet, I noticed a sharp glint in his eyes. This man likely wasn't as silly as he appeared.

"What are you all doing here? Didn't I tell you to go to the new villa I bought?" Clara linked arms with her boyfriend, looking around disdainfully. "This place is so small. It's cramped!"

She sure knew how to act.

The over 3,000 square feet villa was spacious enough to fit three families comfortably. Even with more people, it wouldn't be overcrowded. So, how could she call it cramped?

I wasn't bothered by it at all.

Kaelyn immediately smiled and said, "Oh, Clara, you know how Gabrielle is. She doesn't want to go to anyone else's house, and with her running away from home recently, I didn't have the heart to focus on things like picking a villa. It's just a blessing that I was able to get her back!"

She spoke in a way that made it clear she was trying to appease Clara. It seemed Clara's family held a higher status than Gabrielle's; otherwise, Kaelyn wouldn't have been so humble, speaking with such obvious flattery.

Only then did Clara glance at Gabrielle.

To be fair, Gabrielle, Clara, and Charlotte were the most beautiful women in the

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Gabrielle had a slender figure,

perfectly balanced with curves in all the right places. Her face was both innocent and alluring, and her gentle, captivating aura made her the kind of woman most men couldn't resist.

Charlotte, on the other hand, had more of a cool, beautiful vibe. She always appeared cold and distant.

As for Clara, she was exactly as I had thought-just a little rounder. Some would love her figure, while others might find her too much.

I wasn't sure if it was just me overthinking, but I couldn't help feeling that she was somewhat antagonistic toward Gabrielle. The way she eyed Gabrielle seemed full of jealousy and disdain.

"Gabrielle, why are you still dressing like this? Don't you feel embarrassed when you go out and run into your friends? Don't you think they'll laugh at you?"

Before Gabrielle could answer, she continued, "Oh, they wouldn't laugh? That's normal. I know your friends. They're either lazy guys or women who are no better. None of them are decent people."

Gabrielle frowned. "What do you mean by that? Even if my friends don't have much money, they've always treated me as a true friend and have been very kind to me."

"Kind to you? Did they take you in when you were in trouble? How much could they lend you when you needed money?"

Clara's face was filled with contempt. "You're talking about real friendship with poor losers? Don't make me laugh!"