Chapter 17

Dorothy and Linda both gasped, their eyes fixed on the bag.

“Oh my God, is that…?” One of them said, her voice trailing off.

“That's a birkin bag! A limited edition, black Hermes bag with golden designs around it!” Linda exclaimed, her eyes wide with amazement.

“How did you get this bag? How could you afford it? This bag cost more than your entire wardrobe put together!”

Damson started to feel uncomfortable as the friends closed up on him, pushing him to a wall.

“You need to step away from me. I have no reason to answer your questions.” Damson said.

“You stole that bag!” Dorathy accused him, her voice loud. You are a thief Damson. “You stole this bag so you could be invited to this party.”

Damson was getting angrier by the moment. “Shut up!” He snarled, trying to grab the bag but they quickly hid it behind their back.

“Where did you get the money to buy it?” Linda demanded. “Did you steal it? Did you involve yourself in illegal activities?”

Damson's eyes darted back and forth be

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