A Beauty With Multiple Masks
Chapter 960

Chapter 960 Are They Sealed In Gold

Wendy pursed her lips unhappily. “It’s just a stall at the flea market. Do you really think you have a business here? How dare you ask me to line up? Is this how you’re treating your customers? You’re targeting me!”

However, as soon as she finished her sentence, the students behind her started complaining.

“Are you really nuts?”

“Absolutely! Everyone is lining up here! What makes you think you’re different from us?”

“What a joke! Do you think Arielle has the time to go against you? She has so many customers to serve. Stop thinking too highly of yourself!”

Terry, who came back to buy another portion, shouted, “Wendy, if you’re here to buy the ravioli, please don’t cut my queue! Please show some quality and stop embarrassing our class, okay?”

Terry was always a straightforward person. Thus, he went on and chided her despite the presence of many students from other majors.

Of course, he did not purposely target Wendy. He was merely voicing out what he thought was right.

When Arielle first joined their class, he doubted whether she got in through the proper procedure.

However, Wendy assumed Terry was on Arielle’s side, and he deliberately embarrassed her in public. Despite so, she had no reason to rebuke him. Thus, she reluctantly walked toward the end of the line.

If she walked away now, people would think she was here to create a fuss. She had no choice but to line up for the ravioli.

After lining up for about twenty minutes, finally, it was her turn.

“How much for a portion?”

“Fifty.” Arielle sounded emotionless, as though she was talking to a stranger.

Wendy was utterly displeased. “Fifty for a portion? Is your ravioli sealed in gold?”

Just then, there was a student who bought cookies from Wendy’s stall. “You’re selling your cookie at fifty too. Compared to your cookie, buying this ravioli is more worth it. You even tried to make me feel guilty if I didn’t want to buy your cookie, as though I was a bad person who was unwilling to help the kids in the mountains!”

Wendy’s expression darkened. “I didn’t say that…”

“That’s exactly what you meant! Why? Should I ask if your cookie is made of diamond then?”

Right away, the crowd began criticizing Wendy.

“That’s right! How could you have a double standard here? Do you think you’re above us?”

“So are you buying or not? If not, please get out of the line!”

“Exactly! Stop wasting our time! Hurry up!”

Feeling absolutely livid, Wendy nearly crushed her teeth from the grinding.

She took out a note wrathfully and threw it toward the stall. Then, she started eating the ravioli.

When she was lining up, she noticed many customers come back to purchase another portion of the ravioli.

She was eager to replace out why so many people were lining up to buy the ravioli for the second time.

With that, she started tasting the ravioli on the spot.

She intended to tell everyone that there was nothing special about Arielle’s ravioli, and indeed it was not worth fifty.