At that, Monica preened, a self-satisfied smirk on her face.
Gwen, also misled by Monica's assumption, quickly jumped in. “We’re all old classmates, let’s not talk about things like that…” She had been friends with Anastasia and didn't want Monica to embarrass her in front of everyone.
“Who wants to be classmates with her?” Monica snapped, her face darkening. “Stay out of this!”
Gwen flinched but said nothing, shrinking back deferentially.
Anastasia frowned. She was about to speak, but Gwen quickly grabbed her arm, stopping her. Forcing a smile, Gwen turned back to Monica. “Monica, didn’t you want to buy a birthday present for your boyfriend? We’re going to be late.”
Anastasia shot Gwen a look, her frown deepening.
Monica glanced at the expensive watch on her wrist and saw that time was indeed running short. Her expression grew impatient, and she lost interest in tormenting Anastasia.
“You’re right. My time is too valuable to waste on irrelevant people. Let’s go.”
With a toss of her head, she led her entourage away, not sparing Anastasia another glance.
Gwen lingered for a moment.
“I don’t know yet,” Gwen admitted. “We weren’t friends in high school, so I only just recently started hanging out with her. All I know is that he’s from the Lancaster family.”
Anastasia thought about it. Not all of Harrison’s cousins were married, and his uncle Victor had numerous illegitimate sons. It could be any one of them.
Thinking about the Garcia family’s ambitions, she decided to say nothing for now. She never interfered with Harrison’s business and couldn’t make any promises on his behalf. Besides, the Garcia family was on a completely different level from the Lancasters; they likely didn't even qualify for a partnership. Even if she did help them secure a contract, they probably wouldn’t have the resources to handle it.
So, she kept her thoughts to herself.

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