Beverly Hills Brat

Chapter 3

"Alright ladies, what's the plan for today?" I asked dabbing my mouth elegantly with a custom Beverly Hilton napkin.

"How about a shopping spree and facials before the banquet tonight?" suggested Lila in reference to her father's annual Hollywood banquet.

Only the best of the best received an invite to the prestigious Bentley Banquet. From Beyonce to Anna Wintour, the most recognisable faces showed, and trust me, they dressed to impress. Which is exactly why the 3 of us were going to shop up a storm in order to look our best and hopefully snag an elite bachelor or two.

I've always loved designer boutiques. From the delicate perfumed air to the classical music, I always feel most at home in a designer store.

First on the list was a personal favourite: Saks Fifth Avenue. The women knew me on a first name basis, but truthfully, they knew more about my credit card than anything else. I managed to spend a cool $5000 on a pair of Louboutins for tonight. Swiping my credit card has become a sort of glamorous addicition. In one swift motion, the treasures of the world could belong to me.

Jessica and Lila already had their dresses picked out so they tagged along to give me fashion advice while their dresses were being steamed and primed by a team of assistants at their homes.

Next, we floated across to the Cartier boutique for jewellery. If you wanted to stand out in this town, you had to ensure that every aspect of your appearance was on point. I indulged in those trendy Cartier bracelets and treated the girls to a couple as well, seeing as they were so kind to accompany me on this shopping spree.

After hours of searching, I found the perfect dress at Versace. A strapless, form fitting gold ensemble would ensure that all eyes were on me tonight.

Thousands of dollars and a 24 karat gold facial later, the girls and I parted ways and began getting ready for the excitement that lay ahead.

"Giovanni, I'm home! And I'm starving!" I called out as I entered our family mansion.

"Belissimo Rosie, you are glowing today!" cried my emphatic Italian friend as he inspected my post-facial skin.

"Why thank you good sir. Please prepare me a sushi platter. I don't want to be seen eating at the banquet, so I would much rather eat before I leave tonight."

"Of course Miss Rosie, I will prepare only the finest for my lady Lockwood" he said before disappearing into our gigantic kitchen.

I bounded up the stairs, followed by our maid Selena who was carrying all 10 of my boutique bags.

Flopping onto my princess bed, I imagined how I would approach Ethan tonight. Sigh, Ethan. Ethan Davenport is the wealthiest, most attractive bachelor in all of Beverly Hills. His family lived in the colossal Davenport Estate, equipped with tennis courts, private cinemas, a library, a gymnasium, an olympic sized swimming pool and so much more. And one day, all of that will be mine. I smiled, imagining mine and Ethan's perfect family, dressed in Balmain as we vacation in 5 star resorts all over the world.

My reverie was cut short by Giovanni informing me that my sushi platter was ready and waiting to be devoured.

I lifted the sterling silver, diamond encrusted platter to reveal an array of authentic Japanese sashimi and sushi rolls. I used to hate sushi. But ever since my mum attended Mrs Davenport's luncheon and discovered that sushi was one of Ethan's favourite foods, I made a conscious effort to try and like the slimy raw fish.

A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do if she wants to marry within her own social class.

Pinching my nose, I placed a slimy salmon roll into my mouth, pretending that I loved the taste and texture. But this would all be worth it when I tell Ethan about my spontaneous sushi lunch later on tonight. He'll realise how much we have in common and fall in love with me immediately. I mean, how could he not?

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