Irina's POV
I didn't waste time with fake politeness and cracked open the box, sliding the contents into my purse. Why refuse a gift when it's right there for the taking?
Erik watched my movements and let out a sharp scoff. "Classic behavior from someone who's never experienced luxury. Zero class whatsoever."
Flynn was getting fed up with this meddlesome old fool. The guy needed to zip it and mind his own business instead of running his mouth constantly.
I brushed off Erik's taunts and kept packing away the items.
The other guests saw what I was doing and started laughing along with Erik.
"Obviously some broke college kid getting all worked up over jewelry," someone muttered.
"Has anyone else even touched those gifts? I figured she might be different, but she's just as trashy as the rest," another voice added.
"Only Erik knows how to handle these situations properly. He's got real experience," came another comment.
