Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) -
Chapter 1556
Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1556
Gabriella had gotten used to the life of overspending. Even now, she had yet to get rid of this habit of hers.
Even though Landon had given her a large amount of money before he left, she soon almost finished spending it.
In the beginning, Gabriella had some savings left, but she had spent a substantial amount hiring assassins with Carl and paying those people to keep things a secret. Back then, Gabriella had spent all of her savings.
Now that she had none of Landon's money left, she had to figure out how she was going to live without money.
She was too used to her care life; Gabriella did not even know how to do basic housework, not to mention cooking for herself.
The moment she found herself stuck in this situation, the first thought Gabriella had was to seek her friends' help.
In the past, the proud Gabriella would have never asked for help, but now, things were different.
"Hey, Lulu? I'm Gabriella."
No longer the arrogant woman she was, Gabriella began chuckling when the call went through.
"Oh, it's Gabriella. How strange. Why would you think of calling me?" came the sarcastic voice from the other end of the line.
"I-I have a favor to ask. Don't worry, Lulu. I'll definitely return the favor in the future," Gabriella continued as if she had not heard the tone of the other woman.
"What is it? Speak your mind," Lulu muttered nonchalantly.
"Can you lend me some money? I'm really in need of some money now. I'll definitely return it to you in the future," Gabriella guaranteed.
"Borrowing money? This isn't like you, Ms. Ward. Aren't you a conceited girl in the past? Didn't you always ignore everyone? Does the high and mighty Ms. Ward need to borrow money from others now? Have you ever thought of a day like this when you were mocking me back then? Let's put aside the fact that I won't ever lend you any money first. Even if I did, how are you going to give the money back to me? Do you really think you're still the beloved daughter of the Wards? Sober up. You're nothing now."
With a bitter look on her face, Gabriella awkwardly mumbled, "All right, then. Lulu, I'll be getting out of your way now."
Gabriella swiftly ended the call, not wanting to endure the humiliation a second longer.
She had always been a proud individual. Even if she was now a down-and-out socialite, she did not want to beg for anything from anyone.
However, she still needed help from others; she did not know what else to do.
Mustering her courage, Gabriella then made another call, "Jemma, I need your help with something. I was wondering if you can—"
"Lend you some money? Hahaha! I'm sorry, Gabriella. Lulu called me earlier, telling me that the dear Ms. Ward was asking if she could borrow money from her. I didn't believe in her at the start, but now I do. Gabriella Ward, you brought this upon yourself. I won't lend you the money. I'd rather throw them into the sea than to give them to an ingrate like you."
With that said, Jemma ended the call.
"Kelsi, I'm a little short of money recently. Can you lend some to me? I'll definitely give it back to you in a while. Trust me."
"Gabriella, I know you're in some difficult times now, but I really don't have the money. I've used them all on plastic surgery. I'm sorry. Next time. When I have money in the future, I'll definitely lend you some." "Thank you, Kelsi. I'll end the call, then." Gabriella ended the call.
How can she not have the money? She just doesn't want to give it to me, the girl who's no longer the rich daughter of the Wards.
A bitter smile crept upon Gabriella's face. It was then she realized she had no true friends; they were all only interested in her status. Even if they put on a friendly demeanor when they interacted with her, Gabriella realized they must have despised her.
Maybe I used to have real friends, Gabriella thought sullenly. But I chased them all away myself.
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