She Said She Only Wanted Love – So I Cut Her Off

After being kicked out of the company, Mom decided to cheer up Lexie by taking her shopping. "Don't cry, Lexie. Cassidy doesn't care for you, but I do!"

She patted Lexie's hand. "Come on, let's go buy some jewelry and bags! We'll go to the most expensive stores and piss that little brat off!"

The moment Lexie heard "jewelry" and "bags", her tears stopped running. She looped her arm through Mom's and cooed, "Thank you! You're the best!"

Cameron hurried to reassure her, too. "See? You have nothing to worry about. Cass' money is Mom's money. From now on, you can spend whatever you like!"

Mom led them straight to the luxury store she frequented. Since I was a top VIP there, the manager and I became old acquaintances. Mom used to be treated like royalty every time she came.

When she stepped inside, she barked at the store manager. "Bring out all you new arrivals for this season."

Instead of the usual smiling welcome, the manager just glanced at her coldly. "Sure. As long as you can afford it."

"What did you just say?"

Mom laughed with fury. She grabbed a dress priced over 80 thousand and tore off the tag. "I'll show you what it means to be rich, you cocky fool!"

She tossed the dress to a stunned new clerk. "This, that, and that bag—I tore off their tags. Can't return them now, right? I'll take them all. I want every one of you to watch as I pay for them!"

Lexie's eyes sparkled, her face flushed with excitement. "You're so good to me, Mrs. Cage! I like that one, too."

In just ten minutes, the counter was piled high with dresses and bags, all with their tags ripped off, totaling about 150 thousand dollars. Other customers in the store were stunned and quickly pulled out their phones to take photos.

"Ring them all up!"

Mom waved her hand dramatically, deliberately pointing at the new clerk. "You, young lady, ring them up. This million-dollar commission is yours! Let's teach some people who look down on others a lesson!"

With that, she dug into her bag and slapped the supplementary card down on the counter.

"Swipe it. There's no pin needed."

The clerk's hands trembled as she tried to swipe the card on the POS machine. A single beep sounded. The clerk froze. "I'm sorry, ma'am… but there's a problem with this card. It… can't be processed."

"How's that possible?" Mom yelled, brows furrowed. "Your machine is probably broken. Swipe it again!"

The clerk did as told, but the result was the same.

Mom began to panic. "Well? Get another machine!"

They tried three different machines, but the card still wouldn't go through. "Ma'am, it's still not… working. The card has been frozen, so it can't be used."

From behind, the store manager sneered. "Mrs. Cage, if you can't pay, we'll have to call the police."

"Shut up! I have the money!" Mom seethed, pulling out her phone. "I'll call that brat right now and demand an explanation! How dare she freeze my card!"

She swiped open her phone, but her eyes froze on an unread message. It was from the bank.

"Dear customer, the supplementary card ending in 8888 has been canceled by the primary cardholder. All transaction functions have been disabled."