Falling For My Billionaire Savior - Chapter 109: Chapter 109

"Fair enough," Joey said. Then she turned to Elena. "Elena, you're so shameless. Katherine trusted you, and you betrayed her? You're such a lowlife."
By then the car was back. Joey pulled me into it, got in the driver's seat, stepped on the gas, and drove off.
At that moment, I really admired Mason. No wonder he told me to bring Joey. She was so effective.
She didn't play by any rules and just did whatever she wanted with no plan. But it left Elena with no way to fight back. It really was like a wild, unorthodox fight taking down a seasoned pro.
But once that first rush of excitement faded, I felt sad for myself. Elena had been my only best friend since we were kids, and now we'd fallen out.
I regretted it now. I shouldn't have hired Elena to work with me. If we'd never stayed in touch, I could've kept some nice memories in my heart. But now there was nothing left.
Noticing I was in a low mood, Joey got annoyed. "Who are you scowling at like that?"
My first instinct was to snap back, but she'd just helped me out. That would've been unfair like kicking someone after they'd done you a favor.
"Joey, let's go shopping," I said. "I'll get you a gift."
"Really? Can I pick anything I want?" Joey's eyes lit up right away.
"Yep, anything you want."
"Alright, let's go."
Joey was like a force of nature. When she was in a good mood, she was as warm as a spring breeze. Just looking at her made the world feel nice.
When she was in a bad mood, she was like a typhoon, totally destructive.
And it switched in a second, all depending on her mood.
Joey got 15 thousand dollars a month for pocket money, which was nowhere near enough for her spending. Delilah refused to give her more.
Helen slipped her a little extra on the side, but she was scared Delilah would find out if she gave too much. So Joey was always short on cash.
My offer put Joey in a great mood. Beaming with excitement, she eagerly took me to YoreMall, the fanciest mall in the city.
I regretted it as soon as we walked in. Even though the prices weren't as crazy as custom-made clothes, the tags still made my stomach hurt.
I followed her, nervous as anything. This money-wasting girl hadn't even glanced at me since we got in. Her eyes were glued to all the clothes, jewelry and bags like she couldn't tear them away.
First, Joey picked out a set of Chanel cosmetics on the first floor, costing me over ten thousand dollars.
I let out a quiet sigh of relief. Okay, I could handle that price.
But clearly, I'd celebrated too soon. After buying that one thing, I thought we could head back. But Joey was just getting into it. No way she'd leave.
Then she spotted a Swarovski necklace, told the salesperson straight, "Wrap it up," and turned to me with a big smile. "Thank you, Katherine."
Once she'd thanked me the first time, there came a second, a third...
Anyway, by the time we left the mall, Joey was loaded down with shopping bags, and I was fuming.
Joey had gone way too far. That little spree cost me nearly 300 thousand dollars. My entire savings. It was so unfair.
Thank goodness I hadn't brought a credit card. Otherwise, she'd have maxed it out, and I'd have been broke and felt like jumping off a building.
The truth was, I never wanted to spend this much. But after a while, I just couldn't stop Joey. Later, she even snatched my card and swiped it herself. What could I say?
I'd already spent all that money. If I'd lost my temper right then, it would've been for nothing. And I still wouldn't have gotten any thanks.
Joey walked a few steps ahead, all excited, then turned back and looped her arm through mine. "Katherine, let's not go home for lunch. I'll treat you."
I believed she meant it, but I didn't believe she had the money. With her spending habits, her pockets were probably cleaner than her face.