The Obsessed Ultimatum
It was the limited edition Fall-Winter Collection of Chanel.
Roxanne chuckled. “Paris, Milan, Rome—I raided them all, darling! Chanel, Prada, Gucci—well, you name it, I bought it.”
“You shouldn’t have, Mom. I have a lot of this in my condo. Wala nang space,” aniya.
“Nonsense. A little luxury never hurt anyone. Besides,” Roxanne’s eyes twinkled, “a successful businesswoman like you deserves to be spoiled.”
She rolled her eyes. “Whatever, Mom.”
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