On the second day, Stella didn’t get up until noon. She looked quite haggard.

Seeing her, Sherry was shocked, “Stella, what happened to you?”

Stella yawned, “Nothing. I drew the draft last night and didn’t go to bed until seven this morning.”

“Why are you working so hard? The deadline hasn’t approached, has it?”

Stella sat on the sofa, looking ahead in a daze, “I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

She was quite annoyed last night. She didn’t calm down until two o’clock when she started drawing, so she didn’t pay attention to the time at all.

Sherry peeled an orange and passed it to her. Looking at the big paper boxes in the living room, she asked, “Have you made up your mind how to deal with them?”

Stella followed her gaze. Lowering her head and thinking for a while, she answered, “Let’s donate the dresses and send back the jewelry.”

Sherry looked at her sincerely, “Please donate them to me.”

Stella was amused.

She smiled, “Sure. Take them, please.”

“Forget it.” Sherry curled her lips, “If Clarence Conrad knows it, he must skin me alive.”

She was just kidding.

After a thought, Stella looked over at the boxes again.

Honestly speaking, those dresses looked luxurious with good design, but they were only suited for certain upper-class events. It didn’t make any sense for her to donate them.

After a thought, Stella stood up, “Sherry, I’ll get changed. Please go out with me later.”

“Where are we going?”

“All the tags on these dresses still remain. Let’s return them to the stores and get some cash.”

Sherry heard it and her eyes were lit up, “Exactly! How come I haven’t thought about it?”

While Stella changed her outfit, Sherry had already divided the dresses according to their brands quickly.

When they arrived at the first luxury store, a saleslady saw them take the whole box of dresses and gaped, “Excuse me, Ma’am. How may I help you?”

Stella smiled and told her what she was doing politely.

The saleslady said, “I see. Ma’am, please wait for a moment. I’ll call our manager over and help you with them.”

“All right. Thank you.”

The saleslady left. Sherry looked around the clothes in the store. She turned a tag over and took a glance. Immediately, she turned it back. Then she carefully patted on the spot where she touched.

On the dresses that Clarence gave to Stella, only the brand tags remained, but there were no price tags.

Although Sherry had thought that they were quite costly, she had never expected that they were that expensive.

A thin sun-top was more expensive on her lens.

Sherry approached Stella and said, “Stella, I guess only the dresses in this box would be worth hundreds of millions, let alone we have several boxes of other brands..copy right hot novel pub