CHAPTER 128
Robert glanced down at his clothes, acknowledging the source of the ridicule he had been enduring. Despite the biting words thrown his way, he maintained his composure.

"Like I said earlier," Robert began, his voice steady, "I don't have anything to prove to you people. I like what I'm comfortable in, and ostentatious displays of wealth have never been my thing."

The crowd erupted in laughter once more, their derision sharp and unrelenting.

"A pauper claiming not to show wealth—how ironic!" one person sneered.

“Comfortable? In those rags? Give me a break!” another jeered.

“He’s just trying to save face because he knows he can’t afford anything better!” someone else added, the crowd nodding in agreement.

Just as the mocking and laughter reached a crescendo, a voice suddenly cut through the ruckus, commanding attention. The crowd quieted down as everyone turned to see who had dared to interrupt their fun. A woman, calm and composed, stepped forward, her presence immediately drawing curi
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