No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1188

Suddenly feeling bored, Vanessa decided to go out. Walden Wells had no time for her, but he had given her a credit card to shop with. He hadn't specified the limit, but she certainly wasn't going to let it go to waste.

Vanessa called Laverne to have her private car brought around. The two of them headed to the most high-end shopping mall in the city center.

On the way, Laverne confirmed that the limited-edition handbag Vanessa had her eye on had just been released.

A determined glint appeared in Vanessa's eyes. After getting out of the car, they went straight to the luxury boutique.

Striding into the store on her high heels, Vanessa immediately spotted the handbag displayed in the most prominent location. Her eyes lit up. Just then, she heard footsteps approaching from behind and whipped her head around, knowing that many others would be after this bag.

When Vanessa saw who it was, her eyes widened in surprise before she broke into her signature smile. "Long time no see, Serena."

Serena was with a female friend who had once had afternoon tea with Vanessa. Unaware of the deteriorated relationship between the two, she waved politely. "Miss Shannon, long time no see!"

Serena's gaze, however, was fixed on the handbag. "I'll take this bag," she said to the sales associate. "Please wrap it up for me. It's a gift."

"Of course, Miss Goodwin," the associate replied enthusiastically.

"Wait," Vanessa immediately intervened. "I was here first and I saw it first."

Serena turned to face her, her eyes narrowing. "Sorry, but I'm getting this bag."

Her friend looked on in surprise as the two women vied for the bag. She tugged on Serena's sleeve. "Serena, you and Miss Shannon, you two—"

Though Serena's personality had changed recently, her sharp tongue was still intact. "Vanessa, you're not qualified to lecture me. If all your dirty little secrets were exposed, would you be any better off than me?"

Vanessa's face paled for a moment, but she quickly lifted her chin. "Then expose them! Let everyone know that I, Vanessa, was made famous by your brother's support. And while you're at it, tell them I'm his woman, too."

"Don't be so shameless. My brother never even touched you," Serena spat.

"And how would you know?" Vanessa deliberately flicked her hair back, a seductive smile playing on her lips. "Your brother spent my birthday with me in Fairhaven. We spent the entire night together in a hotel."

Serena's face turned white with rage. "You're lying."