Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 249

Beep.

He swiped the key card to enter.

Isabel looked around, left and right, trying to see what was so special.

The decor certainly felt expensive, but it was also quite gaudy.

It didn't look much different from other suites she had seen.

There was even a butler.

The toiletries and the white bed linens—she couldn't tell them apart from any others.

But when she touched them, they did feel softer.

During her upbringing, her mother had taught her to recognize some brands of clothing.

However, she had spent more time on developing her technical skills and artistic talents.

Perhaps her mother thought that for formal occasions, there would be professional stylists, so she didn't need to be an expert.

Instead, her mother was stricter about her linguistic and communication skills.

Those were things you couldn't hire someone for; you had to master them yourself.

She felt her mother was right.

So, when it came to these logo-less items, she couldn't tell what made them so special.

"The towel you're holding is made by the largest local daily goods company. Their main selling point is that it's lint-free, won't clog pores, and has perfect softness and breathability. It sells for two thousand."

Isabel asked, "Two thousand dollars?"

"Of course," Julian walked over, wet the towel, and placed it on her face.

Isabel did a quick conversion in her head and was suddenly afraid to use it.

"Is this a disposable one?"

"For a suite this expensive, they have to provide new ones for each guest," Julian said, walking into the bathroom. "You could say it's disposable."

"..."

Isabel couldn't help but exclaim, "So expensive."

Julian emerged from the bathroom to wash his hands. "This is nothing."

She unfolded the towel and hung it carefully on the rack.

Julian was amused by her. "You were a part of high society, Mrs. Blackwell for six years. Don't act like you've never seen the world."

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