The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 430

The moment the salesperson noticed Catherine hesitating, she piped up, “Just so you know, two other customers were looking at this crib earlier. They said they’d think about it and might come back.”

“Then I’ll take it,” Catherine said right away, reaching into her purse to grab her phone and pay.

Before she could, a hand holding a black credit card slipped in front of her, offering it straight to the salesperson.

“I want this crib,” a voice announced.

Catherine looked up and instantly recognized Sally’s distinctive manicure, her nails painted a soft pistachio green.

The salesperson looked awkward. “Um, this lady was just about to buy it.”

“‘About to’ is not the same as buying. She hasn’t paid yet,” Sally replied coolly.

The salesperson looked stuck, not sure what to do.

Catherine let out a sigh. “Sally, a cheap crib like this isn’t even your style. You really don’t need to throw your money away just to mess with me.”

Eight thousand dollars for a crib made Catherine’s heart ache a little, but for the Lee family, even eighty thousand wouldn’t matter. Sally was clearly just trying to get under her skin.

Sally smiled, shoving her card into the salesperson’s hand. “Of course I need it. I’m buying it for you.”

Catherine blinked in surprise.

Sally nodded toward the salesperson. “Go on. Pay for it and deliver it to Catherine’s place.”

The salesperson, finally catching on, took the card and hurried to the register.

“Eight thousand dollars and all I get is a thank you?” Sally scoffed. “You’re really cheap, you know that? So uncultured…”

Sally had expected Catherine to choke on her pride, forced to accept the crib. But Catherine just took it, calm and steady, as if it was her due. That made Sally even angrier.

“Catherine, I actually feel sorry for the baby in your belly. You can’t even buy a decent crib. Doesn’t it bother you, being a mother like this? You grew up an orphan, how dare you think you’re fit to be a single mom? Haven’t you suffered enough? Why make your kid live through that too?”

Catherine paused, then handed the slip with her address to the salesperson and looked Sally straight in the eye. “Character matters more than money. To be honest, I’m more worried about your twins. I just hope they don’t end up as bitter and mean as you.”

Sally jabbed a finger at her. “You broke woman, how dare you look down on me and my kids? I—”

She didn’t get to finish. Suddenly, a tall man appeared behind Catherine, hands in his pockets. He looked right at Sally and said, “You’ve got a lot to say. But anyone with me is never broke.”