"Exactly as it sounds. There are some things we of the second house must strive for ourselves, otherwise, people will indeed treat us as if we are diseased cats." Evelyn Hart's lips slowly curled into a cold smile, a hint of complexity flashing in her eyes.
"Clara, do you feel unwilling to accept this?"
"Of course."
Clara Shaw answered without hesitation.
Why does she have to spend months of her allowance to buy a single piece of clothing, while Serena can easily obtain it?
"Then do as I say."
Evelyn Hart motioned Clara Shaw to come closer with a crook of her finger.
Clara Shaw, puzzled, obediently moved closer.
Evelyn Hart leaned in and whispered a few words into Clara Shaw's ear.
Clara Shaw's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is it really okay to do this?" She looked at Evelyn Hart hesitantly.
"Just go ahead; I'll cover for you if anything happens," Evelyn Hart waved her hand nonchalantly.