Seraphina Sterling looked at her in surprise. 'Does Shelby Fenton really think I've been waiting here this whole time?'
"Do you know who interviewed me? The vice president of the Stock Trading Club—Shane Rainier! I suggest you just leave. This place is for rich people, not for a country bumpkin like you! Once I'm a member, I can put up a million in capital to trade stocks. Can you do that? I bet you've never even seen that much money in your entire life. And look at all these people. It'll take forever to get through this line! I'm about to go complete my membership registration, so you can just wait here!"
Shelby Fenton, teetering on her high heels, shot Seraphina Sterling a glance, her expression haughty and impossibly arrogant.
