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She actually thought I was here to get some photos! How ridiculous! This hotel is mine, why do I need to get some photos? And the quality of afternoon tea like this is not even in my circle of friends.

The others also looked as if they had suddenly realized something and started pointing fingers at me.

"How can you be so shameless? You dare to sit here while taking pictures? Is there a seat for you?"

"Get out of here! We all paid, so if you haven't paid, don't sit here."

"The main seat belongs to Linda, please don't make it dirty."

I didn't expect that in their circle, one hundred yuan could have such a high status.

Linda smiled and said, "Look, someone who can't even afford a few dozen dollars is still carrying Hermès."

They laughed and mocked my bag unscrupulously.

"You dare to use this kind of cheap stuff? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. I can tell it's fake at first glance. Who can be fooled?"

"Luckily no one knows you, otherwise they would all be embarrassed along with you."

They surrounded me and mocked me one by one.

I took a deep breath and tried to suppress my emotions. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. After all, this is my own hotel and there are other guests. I don't want to bring an unpleasant experience to other guests.

Linda continued, "Get lost, bitch! Don't force me to embarrass you in public."

"If you are so poor, don't bring shame to Hermès."

I responded: "This position is mine, you'd better ask clearly, otherwise you will be embarrassed."

Linda looked at me fiercely and said, "You don't want to be ashamed, huh? You brought this upon yourself."

After saying that, she actually picked up my bag and prepared to throw it away.

I warned: "Before throwing it away, consider whether you can afford to pay for it."

Linda said disdainfully: "This is a fake bag of this quality, a rubbish worth hundreds of dollars, just as bad as yours, am I afraid I can't afford the compensation?"

I got angry and shouted, "Who are you calling a slut?"

Others chimed in, making unwarranted attacks on my bag and my character.

I picked up a piece of tiramisu and put it in my mouth, doing it on purpose because I had just heard someone say that it was her favorite.

Sure enough, she went crazy.

She yelled at me: "You bitch, how dare you eat my favorite tiramisu!"

After saying that, she waved her hand and actually threw my bag out.

I looked at the Hermès bag she had thrown on the ground, and a surge of anger surged in my heart. I shouted coldly, "Pick up my bag!"

Seeing my angry expression, Linda laughed at me and said, "You are so distressed even for a fake bag. If you are so poor, don't go out and embarrass yourself."

"Linda, don't sympathize with the person who uses fake products."

"Such people do not deserve sympathy."

I have many bags of this value, but the reason why I care about this bag is because it has a special meaning to me.

Linda walked up to me and said proudly: "Compensate me with the tiramisu. This one should be at least fifty. Take the money."

I responded coldly, "This hotel is mine. What's a piece of tiramisu? Call the manager over. I'll compensate you with a hundred or a thousand pieces. Don't even think about leaving until you finish eating!"

Linda covered her mouth and laughed: "Are you crazy because you are poor? How dare you say such nonsense? This hotel is yours? Hahahahaha..."